Skype diaries pt.1

Late night chatting on skype , she’s worried about how her hair looks and im thinking about how soft her lips are. Minutes go by and nothings even said just looking into her eyes as she lays on her bed, as confusion of what my next words will be cloud my mind, I just look at her and see how fine and divine she is, not sure what’s going to come out next but when it does I hope to make her smile, but ill be back tomorrow to tell you the rest

My Jokes

My jokes are distractions from my true pain, see my own family don’t know the stress that flows through my veins, they don’t know that I see the image of my dad laying in the street when I sleep, we tired to pick the truck up but it was like trying to push a a moving train, so I push myself to be the best that I can be trying to fill my dads shoes, and me knowing im no match for that dude, see my stepdads last words was to never go out and give someone your last, but my other stepdad told me to give from my heart and it will all be returned like you went back to start, you might wonder why I don’t you periods, its cause I don’t want it to end, I want it to look like im starting all over again, so the next time you see me telling a joke laughing and smiling, look in my eyes you will see tears coming from my eyelids12dots