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Why?

I write not so that you understand my words

I want you to comprehend the depth of my heart and soul

There are more than words to see and sounds to hear

Embrace the ideas

Engage your emotions

Let yourself feel

Be alive

-B.G.F.

You Do You

You do you

Just do

You is the only you that you can do

(Well, you can do others too, but that's an entirely different kind of "do", a very fun one too)

But... You

You should do you because it's completely the best kind of you that you can do

And if you don't do you, who will? (In the fun way too)

Because if you don't do you, you're just a crappy version of someone else

Just do

You do you

- B.G.F.

Growing Pains

His tears are the rain that waters the flowers of his heart and the rivers of his soul.

Without the pain of struggle, he does not grow.

- B.G.F.

Bad Gambler

My heart wants this to work, but my brain is cautious. There are no definite answers. Love is a game of chance, and I'm a bad gambler.

My chips are in and my cards are on the table. Let's make this happen if we're able.

The odds were against me from the start, and I'm up to my ears in debt. Now you're here to collect my heart. I'm beginning to wish we never met.

You're a queen, and I'm the joker. Not even part of the game while you're expecting diamonds.

We can make a pair if you don't call my bluff, but you've read my tell and now it's time for me to fold

There's always a wild card and maybe we can end up as king and queen with a full house

- B.G.F.

Summer Fling

Relationships are like a summer sunset before a night-time thunderstorm…

There’s this glorious orangish-red glow with valiant rays protruding from and illuminating the puffy, dark purplish clouds…

This is the period in time when the relationship is perfect. Nothing could ever go wrong. It appears to be Heaven on Earth…

Then, the clouds engulf the sun and the glow fades…

These are your premonitions of something going wrong in the relationship – Doubts, accusations, and bickering…

The faded sun then sets, and the storm builds…

Just as the storm builds, so do the doubts, accusations, and bickering. This begins disagreements, which evolve into arguments…

The first clap of thunder booms through the air…

Now you know something is wrong. The arguments continue until you’re both shouting at the top of your lungs…

This is when the lightning strikes…

One of you has said or done something that you’ll never be able to take back. The relationship is forever changed. There’s no going back to what things used to be…

As the energy of the storm builds, so does the energy of the argument

The thunder and lightning continues…

And just as you can’t hear yourself talk over the thunder, you can’t hear yourself over the shouting…

Then comes the rain. It falls just like the tears of one, or both in pain…

You're Poison

You are a poison that tastes good.

When we're together I can think of nothing else, except for our future together. It likely won't happen. We're heading in opposite directions physically, and dear god, emotionally it's like a forest fire meeting a tornado with an earthquake thrown somewhere in the middle. One of the few things we know how to do together is hurt. Somehow that's okay. It's not healthy, but you taste so good. You're a sweet poison, one that I willfully drink. I still need to see your face. That's my choice.

I'll drink the poison.

- B.G.F.

Ask away

I'm an open book. Feel free to ask questions

In Our Eyes

I see the tiredness in your eyes;

It remains there, dull and calm like foggy skies

The turmoil you endured; It swirls like ocean waves in a hurricane

Your soul is exhausted, like a traveler tired and weary;

And your passion has expired like an extinguished fire.

I want to be the one to revive your life, and wipe the tears from your eyes.

Please stay with me, and let's live together while we have time.

Stare into my eyes, and realize I want you to be mine.

- B.G.F.

Where I Belong

As we “watch” a movie on your couch, We both begin to slouch.

Entwined hand in hand; Our bodies meld together like molten lava over land.

You look me in the eyes, ready for a kiss; I say, “I’m sorry, but I really have to take a piss.”

Upon my return, an angel is sleeping and I don’t want to wake him. Instead, I just lay and listen.

As he stirs, I pull him near. I kiss his forehead, and know I belong here.

Room 2206

She lies in her bed, too beautiful to die. Yet she hurts too much to live.

Her life is now supported by machine and wire, in limbo between life and death.

Her will broken, like the wing of a bird. A handful of pills put her here.

The shell of her, displaying instinct by way of spastic movement. It seems her body is fighting her will to die, not yet ready to leave.

Time is a great factor in repairing her broken wing, her broken will.

It will never be the same. It will be a daily exercise, to stay alive.

- B.G.F.

I Will Smile

Time is wasted as I get faded Dreams die while I get high Life is passing me by Why must I be so jaded?

Life isn’t supposed to be this hated What I was told as a child is a lie Today’s society makes me cry It was never supposed to be so complicated

The drive in my soul has been created On myself I need to rely To become a success, I try My focus shall not be blockaded

My ego will not be paraded But in the end I will smile

- B.G.F.

A Knot

There is a knot A knot between the brain and the heart The brain knows not what the heart wants Yet the heart’s desire is strong enough to pull the brain apart

One day the heart desires this, But the brain needs that The next, the brain lusts after this, But the heart aches for that

The knot tightens; The knot tangles

The heart is frightened; The brain is mangled

Untie the knot; Set me free Take a shot; Try to love me

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