I Surrender

I surrender myself to you,

My love.

In your arms I find comfort.

The comfort I have been searching for

For as long as I’ve known

I could love.

Con-Artist

You're a con-artist
With an evil twist
Led me to believe
Your heart was made of gold.
The way her face lit up
When you pressed your lips against hers
Filling her up with lies
Leaving us with disbelief
When your intentions were to simply leave.
She learned to live happily without the care of a man.
Then you came around
To shine upon her life
Just to turn off the switch
On your way out.
I saw the way you looked at her,
Making her comfortable
While melting the ice from around her heart
Just to turn around and take advantage of her fragile soul.
I wish she had missed the first time that you kissed
You allowed her to create fantasies of what it could have possibly been.
They say good things come to those who wait
It's unfortunate to say
But you were not her "good thing"..
So feel free to exit.
Leave behind the best thing that has ever and will ever happen to a bitter soul like you.
When you can't sleep at night
And your dreams are haunted by the looks of her smile,
Then you'll realize
What a fool you made of yourself.
And when you do realize,
Feel free to continue to walk away
The other way
Just like you did
When you chose
To walk out of her life.

Untitled...

Your love

Was forbidden. 

Controlled in a tight space

Do this, do that, and go this way. 

Your love was the leader,

Full of arrogance

"Grab my hand, it's time to go."

Your love was affectionate

Yet filled with so many altercations

Strong

Yet so unkind. 

Your love was "look at all I've done for you" not "I hope this makes her smile"..

Your love was insecure 

You love was so unsure. 

Love...

We all love to hate love

But it is not love itself

That should be hated

But the man that has

Taken the term

Out of context…

To love does not mean

To Lie.

To Cheat.

To Betray

Or

To Deceive.

Love is wholesome

Love is genuine

Love is trustworthy

And Love is faithful.

Love itself does not need words

To be shown properly.

For if you love, love,

The real love,

A simple term

That has been

Used, abused and overused

Would not need to be

Recited

Because love

Has a voice

And it speaks for itself...

My Addiction

Disease disease,

You are my disease. 

My addiction, 

You are. 

Away from you,

I cannot be. 

When I get my fix,

Of you. 

Things feel,

So true. 

I cannot bare to be

Without my drug. 

I'm addicted,

To you.

Want no one,

But you.

Not even rehab 

Could begin

To get you

Out of my bloodstream. 

You live,

In me.

You flow,

Through me.

My most important organ,

You are,

Without you

I cannot be.

My lungs,

You are. 

Without you,

I cannot breathe. 

My eyes,

You are. 

Without you,

I cannot see. 

I'm addicted to your love,

Infatuated with your magic. 

I'd give up my world for you

Like a true junkie,

I feign. 

Insanity Brings Creativity

Losing your mind rewards you with creativity

My creativity is what inspires me

To paint a picture

To snap a foto

To climb a tree

To step out of my mind 

And into another galaxy

To see the rocks as art

To view the world as a painting

To see that the ocean waves are actually dancing in a single rhythm that every other wave follows. 

To admire the structure of buildings and find beauty in city streets. 

To see the world as a fountain

Full of beautiful things to see...

And swallow. 

Look at Salvador Dali,

And his immense insanity

Now almost a century later,

He is still being discussed 

All around our world. 

Or Picasso,

His blue period

The period when his mind was gone

And his heart was torn

He created

Some of the best paintings

Man has had a chance to see. 

See, Lunatics posses a power

To envision the world

In a different tone 

This is why 

Losing your mind

Can reward you with pots of gold. 

I Forgive You

In order to move on

I have to forgive you. 

I have to release you of all the pain you've caused...

Out of my body!

I've got to let go of the hurt I felt when I discovered that

my heart, the love of my life, was giving my love to undeserving beings. 

The love of my life didn't acknowledge how much I loved him. 

Needed him. 

Miss him. 

That he shared his body,

My temple,

With the dirty waters that fill the sewage

I have to forgive you for stabbing me through the heart with your words. 

How you'd find synonyms

To find different ways

To call me out of my name

Ending with the words 

"I don't love you anymore"...

I have to forgive you

For leaving me awake at night

For disrespecting our home

Violating our love

And turning our "i love you's" into 

"I despise you,

Wish I never met you,

Wish I never kissed you,

Should of stayed home the night I met you."

I have to forgive you

For making me fall in love with you...

How Could An Angel Break My Heart

Angels breaking hearts

What a tragedy. 

I saw you spread your wings

As you wrapped them around me

Promised to 

protect me

be my guardian 

to care for me. 

My angel...

That which I thought you were 

But you wore your disguise so suitingly. 

Looked me in the eyes with the stare of a Saint

Hypnotized by your charm

How could have I resisted. 

My angel. 

My bestfriend. 

Those words you spoke. 

The trust I gave

The power you had

The promises that faded. 

Could this be my angel?

Another vision was formed

Suddenly your wings let go of me

The pupils of your eyes dilated 

Filled up with darkness

I saw the corners of those lips I once thought were so beautiful 

Turn upside down

Your genuine smile turned into a smirk

An evil smirk. 

Your wings began to darken as you started to fade into the darkness. 

My angel?

Fallen Angel. 

Ceased to bless me

Began to torture me

While trying to kill me

Having possession over me

But could this be?

How could my angel break my heart?

Tattoos to You... Truths to me...

Tattooed Corpse

Pierced Body..

It is not the needles that have entered my body

That define me

But the food that has entered my brain.

I sat in a chair

Awaiting for the tattooed man

To penetrate my skin

With memories,

With significance…

The art that covers my body

Should not be a reason to label me

But a reason to understand me.

Understand that every time that needle

Pierced through my skin

While ejecting master pieces,

An emotion was formed

A memory was relived.

From the hummingbird on my shoulder that

Brings me peace

And reminds me every day that I am now free to fly,

Able to spread my wings

That I am no longer being held captive

And that I should set myself free.

Or the last name of my family,

My backbone,

Written across my ribs

While filling me with strength

Reminding me that their love is unconditional

While the world’s love is simply provisional.

Or could it be the words that I live by

That are written on my shoulder blades

Revealing a simple request

“No Lies, Just Love”…

The need to be respected

The tears that I shed

This stands as a reminder

Of what love should really be.

Or could it be the tribal heart

Of my guardian angel,

My rider, My bestfriend

That I hold on my side

As a reminder that distance could not make us closer

That I love my rider to the end.

Maybe it’s the lotus

That sits flowingly upon my hip

That signifies being born again

For a lotus begins its life cycle in the dirt

And floats towards the sun

And on the water shore

To live the rest of its days.

I see my body

As an art exposition

A story for the fans to hear,

A story for my kids to tell.

It’s not just insignificant ink

But a portable gallery

Of the things that I have endured…

Tattoos to you

Truths to me.



I love you....

I love you without reason.

And it's the simplest kind of love.

Like the love a lion has for its cubs

Like a first grade crush.

The sweetest kind of love

Filled with innocence.

Filled with peace.

A love filled with

Electromagnetic waves

Strong enough to be felt

Between your heart

and Mine.

Maybe it's the way you try to hold in a smile

When I gently kiss you on the cheek.

Or could it be the way you hold my face

With such passion

When you press your lips against mine 

Erasing the world around me

Erasing any insecurity I've ever had.

For your love, it gives me strength.

I love you because

You're beautiful.

I love the way your eyes sparkle

When they meet mine

The way I see myself in them

Like I don't belong anywhere else

Like I found my place in this world.

I love the grays in your hair

The line on your nose

Every hair on your back

and every mistake you've ever made.

To me,

Your imperfections are perfection.

Simply, I just love you...

(sorry this kind of sucks.. got 7 kids here...)

Unbreakable

Usually,

If a glass vase was to be thrown

From the 13^th floor of a Manhattan building

On a rainy day

Traffic awaiting

The glass would be shattered…

A million pieces would be submerged

Lacking the ability to be reconstructed.

When it comes to us,

That vase is unbreakable…

Maybe a slight dent or even a scratch.

When it comes to our family,

The Leonard Family,

You may throw it,

Slam it,

Even try to break it

But no matter what we go through

We always come back to each other.

No matter the intensity of the problem

Our tribulations only bring us closer

And make us love stronger.

We may at times think we have lion hearts

And pretend that we don’t feel

Or that the separation doesn’t kill

But when it comes to each other

Pride is set aside

Our love is unconditional.

Our love is unbreakable.