2Fish: A Poetry Book

i am not just things a product of things but a product of all the kings and the queens i am the collective of divinity the earth, the sky, the stars, and the seas.

how do you feel now? where did you go? was it really necessary that i lose you in order to grow?

if u say it's love but do not feel free it can't be the thing you claim it to be

love is lonely only when you're in it alone passion is love that can't be controlled who doesn't love Love? who doesn't Love, love? in its truest form it has no form (or formula) it doesn't make sense it just transmits and that's just it

i'm sorry your mom did not hug you and your dad did not teach you to love you but there are reasons and ways to overcome hate and the first step would be to choose to

nothing to say everything to do

who ever said "fools rush in" was wrong the dumb thing to do is to wait too long because laters and eventually's aren't promised to come all we really ever have is this moment just one an moment to moment it's new and it's young and waiting is death to what could have begun

31Fish your worst (you are here) your best

the root of the problem is our roots were cut before we learned to live and now we're disconnected from the essence of what is

i shouted to the stars but there were no answers i called out to God you were there

she need not worry of returning to sea cause life was everlasting and she was free

there is beauty in balance the triumphs and struggles this is like this because that's like the other

34Fish i am so sorry i am so strange it's how i was made i can't change this is my way (to follow my way) go crazy 'till you get sane

Sometimes i forget to breathe what exactly does that mean? (don't forget to breathe, plz)

maybe something is wrong with me I think I am right don't know what to write my letters are weird. I have no aim, no focus goal less, go less, stop more I'm in it for the long run. The wrong one. Melody runs deep I feel it in the beat of the heart that weeps. and the eyes that cry are not always to be believed. The heart that weeps.

i loved you then the wind blew it is simple these are changes we are meant for they’re essential

they came out to get me (which the angels seldom do) and welcomed me home but to tell the truth i turned them down i had to refuse i'll keep heaven waiting for you

the curator killed the creator :-(

You have everything you need to do anything you want. And what do you do? Nothing

but i got them vicodin verses / for all these bitches you hurt when / you tell them you fuckin / w/ me

i am the eye of the storm i am calm when the earth quakes beneath me standing my ground with my roots gripping deeply telling the truth when need be but never too loud i don’t have to shout honest and modest and proud