POETRY PAIN

man, i'm so romantic in my mind
but people keep leaving me behind
so i guess that why they say...
"love is blind"
yeah because obviously...
they don't see me
lonely...
yeah sitting by the telephony
hoping to hear a hommie -lover-friend
on the end
yes Father when?
can i stop the pretend?
of sin
in my brain
yes Lord
it's driving me insane
yeah i hate the weight...
of this poetry pain

DAMN THIS HUMAN LOVE THING!

even if i was blind
i could still see you in my mind
yeah because i think about you all of the time
yeah because my mental clock still works
so yeah my heart still hurts
so will you dig me out the dirt?
or kill me like God did the fig tree?
yeah being human can bring ruin
or humility
yeah Lord help me please
with the bees
or butterflies
in my stomach
yeah before i vomit
over this war of love