"Yin and yang can be thought of as complementary (rather than opposing) forces that interact to form a dynamic system in which the whole is greater than the assembled parts."
yīn 陰 or 阴 translate to “shady side” and yáng 陽 or 阳 means “sunny side”
Your sunny side ups and my rain gray skies
My cold hellos and your sweet goodbyes
Your fashion sense and my plain Jane style
My stare of death and your great big smile
Your hugs were big, and my shoulder, cold
My wardrobe dark and your colors, bold
Your yoga mat and my Buddhist chants
My quiet times and your random rants
Your gin and tonics and my henn on ice
My never wrongs and your always rights
Your Urban James Bond and my Kill Bill mind
My quick shut downs and your pick up lines
Opposites attract and we prove they do
For my yin is nothing without the yang in you
Bonjour, hello, is how this all began
But now I bid adieu to my greatest friend
Much Love Big Brother, see you next lifetime.
I am suffocating
I can’t breathe
These four walls are closing in
I have no where to go
Im losing my head
And nervously breaking down
I can’t think
My mind is drawing a blank
I am alone
Everything is dark
Im running in circles
When will this stop
Im lost in this world
I need guidance
But everyone is gone
No one can hear my cry
Im drowning in my sorrows
I cry myself to sleep
Having endless dreams
I can’t wake up……
rum and coke, glass of wine
she sips it slow to pass the time
cuervo gold and vodka please
Is all she has to quench her needs
a few more shots, to warm her bones
so she wont feel so all alone
altered thoughts, slurring speech
yet she keeps a glass in reach
she wales aloud in a silenced room
as 30 proofs fill her womb
lowered head, weeping eyes
just one more glass will stop the cries
so she pours it slow then drinks it fast
she knew this pain would never last
staggered walks, a cloud of haze
her mind is now a constant daze
shallow pulse, labored breath
she knows that she is close to death
but one last sip then she’ll say when
and swears that she wont drink again
no wake ups at morning’s dawn
no worries, for she had long been gone
she fades away into the night
heart mourning no more in after life
Running round leaving scars……
Do you trust me?
Of course I do
You know I’d never lie to you
Do you love me?
With all my heart
Don’t ever want to be apart
Are you concerned?
Of course I care
If I didn’t I wouldn’t be here
Then who is she?
She’s just a friend
Besides she already has a man
Can I hang with friends?
Sure, just not with men
Theres a double standard here my friend
I don’t want to fight
Neither do I
But I will keep talking until you reply
Why all the blame?
Thats just my way
Cause I really don’t trust the things you say
So there IS no trust?
Thats not true
I just can’t love AND trust you too
So you don’t love me?
Im not going this route
Fuck this shit Im about to bounce
So now you leave?
I was never here
And I really don’t care if you shed a tear
So you really don’t care?
I truly do
I just take my insecurities out on you
How do you really feel?
I love you for days
I just think you skanky ways
Then why you stay?
But honestly you’re not the one for me
So go away
But I want you
Maybe we can talk it through
Im so confused
What can’t you see
All of this makes sense to me
What makes sense?
When we love, its right
Buts its inevitable that we are going to fight
What do we do?
Make the worse, the best
We’re friends with
benefits issues, what more you expect?
"Take me away. Take me far away from here I will run with you. Dont be afraid. Navigate and I will steer to the sun, we will run."- "Take Me Away" FeFe Dobson
"Imma stick around just a little while longer. Just to make sure that you’re really sure you like sleeping alone"- Rihanna ‘Loud’
A once clouded mind now lies empty and bottomed out
body’s bottled up with devil’s nectar as I fill my container once again
my cup runneth over with the sweet elixir of a Sutter Home
my shuttered home bears no noise from within, all is still
I pour, I pour
my pallet is bare, yet my womb is content
hunger no longer plagues me in this night
yet my thirst for more tends to linger
hollowed vessels long to be refilled as my glass becomes empty
I pour, I pour
Vineyard stained counters leaves evidence of a lonely night
The air is cold yet I am warmed by the volumes that fill me
sweet sips intoxicate my feeble mind that already brinks on the tip of insanity
one more drink is all i need to ease the pain, I want to refill