Poetic Pudding Lips

These very real normal lips are sweet Like the piece of a poetic pudding Creamy treat

Gangster Paradise

Meeting a bunch of fearless individuals { church } well, more like a group of like-minded individuals ↑ someone asking if I’m okay [ hand in face ] where do I begin, but I couldn’t ↓ (they been spending most their lives living in the gangsta’s paradise)

Grave Way

Something in me died It had to and knew it Like it said alright I’ve had enough Surrender, submit I call your bluff And it was finished Last breath it took Diminished and Its cast was Grave

In Need

I think we all just want to be heard in a way that’s understood no need for words

Say yes, you have the energy inside contained to heal it

Due Falls

It built like Niagara Now it has to come down

Inner Shower And Deodorant

Telling me how to get water which is stuff I need to hear I didn’t even think of that guess ’cause I’ve never taken anyone’s shower

Excuse Comfort

I’ve called my insides into question Never setting firm on one belief If there is room for comfort I missed that entirely © Brandyn Aubrey 2014