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Restless Nights

How can I sleep?
When I know how much the world suffers
When I know that there are so many other broken souls who drown their voices & dreams with the rivers of their tears
How can I sleep?
When I sprawl my fingers out onto my bed beside me and I feel the emptiness
How can I sleep?
When I think about who you could be making love to now…
Who are you lying to now?
It’s as if I can feel the pain of the world along with it’s beauty
How can I sleep?
When I’ve gotten almost everything I ever wanted yet I am still unhappy
I still will never forget those tears & cries
I didn’t know where they were coming from at first
It just seemed like noise
Until I realized I was the one crying
That night it felt like my soul died

Love

What an interesting concept?

How two creatures could feel such a longing for one another

To feel the warmth of another’s body

To gaze into the depths of another’s soul

Whispering sweet nothings

Immersing oneself into the sweetest pleasures on Earth

Conquering her Heart

Entering her sacred temple

Their minds go blank

Collapsing & gasping for air

Trying to hold on to this feeling forever

Sweet Embraces

 

 

 

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That girl…

Where do you come from?

Who are you?

Why are you here?

Your purpose…?

Your journey?

Your story?

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My name is c.a.t

Who are you?

Behind these walls…

Behind these doors…

Behind these curtains…

Behind these faces…

I see you

I see you for what you truly are…

A tortured soul

As I delicately brush your hair away from your pretty face

I see your big brown eyes well up with tears

And then I realize…who you are

You’re the girl in the mirror…

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Her Beauty…

If only we could stop measuring women

By the size of her breasts, hips, or waist….

But by the goodness in her heart…

The Pure Essence of Her Soul…

& The Brilliance of Her Mind…

-C.A.T

The world is in dire need of healing

Do you think if we really knew who we were, that it would be part of a solution?

Our exterior is just a vessel in which our soul resides in…

We need to look beyond the surface…

Thoughts of a MakeupArtist….

Far away…

As I gaze upon the constellations in the midnight sky…

I think about my destination & I start to cry…

Because it all seems so far away…

And these dreams have ceased to fade away…

And all i can think about is a love lost long ago…

While laying here on the grass feeling this warm breeze blow…

Wishing upon a star…

Just one more time

I am a murderer

I am a murderer

A killer of our dreams

Our Hopes

Our Goals

Our Aspirations

I assassinated them in the broad daylight

With more than kisses & hugs

Accustomed to your voice..that’s all I know

Accustomed to your absence

But basked in your love

Forgive me & this lustful sin

I miss you

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I see…

Have you ever felt so distant from every one else?

I’ll rather watch than be a part of the show

I see people walking & running

So wrapped up in their own lives…but aren’t we all?

I see “wise” wrinkled & youthful faces

I see the breeze flowing through black ..curly..& blonde frizzy hair

I see beautiful masculine specimens followed by pretty little pregnant “things”…

Gorgeous Eyes hidden behind lenses

I hear conversations kept secret by another language

I hear the clicking of heels & wheels rolling on the pavement

I smell smoke perishing precious lungs….

I feel a longing…

The world is so vast & diverse

I wish I could see & understand all …

Written on the back of a boarding pass…. Newark Airport

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