Poems that didn’t make the cut…

So I’m finished with my third book and I have basically another book of poems I’ve left out figured I’d share it with you. thx for the support tumblr

I know I’m getting closer cuz I just passed the hate
if you don’t recognize me your not real
I don’t expect you to relate
to what I say its not for you to feel
my reflections like a blind date
I don’t know what to expect
when I look into the mirror
and a savior it reflects
I date rape and have one night stands
with my man named poetry
every time he touches me
I belong here feels like home to me
if the door is locked
he’s the master key
he unlocks
everything inside of me
my hands have the power to touch
move prove and push with the pen
and so I’m pushing out everything hidden within
no xanax klonopin or atavan can sedate
like my mindstate
murder she wrote
it was written call it fate
keep speaking my name
even if its hate
I’m an alchemist
transmute and translate it
to love
not a pessimist or optimist
I drink from an overflowing cup
cut my scars
so i can heal
too real
i bleed through my pen
my poetry never drains me
my substance to heavy
no scale can weigh it
you detest me
cuz you can’t grade it
push me against the wall
and I’ll knock it
sledgehammer to the ground
every time I’m looking lost
I’m just searching to be found
any word you say
i can turn around
twist it turn it choke it round
every time you chain
I’m Houdini never bound
i move in silence
but you can feel my sound
i float in water that swimmers drown
bow down
to the poetic queen
who refuses to wear the crown
cuz my rhymes are sacred
from the heart and god had it crowned