Poetry Acquis

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Cassiel born hearing histories 

About how his dad was a hero

But he never met him, those were just salt in his injuries

He hadn’t the chance to start thinking from zero

He lost his mother and sister when was ten 

He felt unworthy

He had to become a men

early.

The company his dad dedicated their life in

Was the same he had to study his superpowers

But unhappy of destroying a family, it wanted cassiel’s skin

it took all the children, it was the orphanage scours.

Teleporting here and there

Cassiel fled

Running to somewhere

His eyes were now red.

… 

Eighteen years old, a decision to make;

live in dirty or act, 

wait or take,

live alone or do your feelings abstract.

“If I do not want to live in the streets

I must forget my past

and accept the defeats”

He says, realizing his pain was already outlast.

In the second he stepped on it

Cassiel realized why the company was so important for his family

With so much hate, he felt a parasite

Finally he found a place where the lost of his mother and dad was a calamity

He never thought someone from that place would make his eyes bright again.

She was blonde, beautiful and explosive, just like the sun

She couldn’t remember anything of her past, but created a life then.

Her bravery inspired Cassiel, after all the things he passed through, he won.

Everyone received him extremely well

His new friends were everything he ever wanted

Cassiel even did forgot to be a rebel

He felt finally adopted.

His mother were considered alive and “findable”,

he was happy but stayed reticent your genes

just like in Kabbalah religion bible

The Cassiel angel observes and do not intervenes

But the blonde girl was still in his head

Now his eyes can not stop shine, just like glitter

Bu he had a doubt, with this new life ahead

Should he tell her she’s his sister?

This is happening again 

Why is it still a surprise?

You told me if I am going to be myself

I will have to rise 

Every

Day.

And wish they don't discover your weakness

Or to have a witness

Someone to be with you

When your world falls apart and divides in two.

You told me 

I am the sun in other’s lives, in the other planets

That's why I must always be bright

Because if you don’t,

All the eight would be lost 

And shatter in a month.

But now I know

You weren't always right

I am my sun 

And I am my eight

That I must care and do not let it fall apart

Life taught me to be that way 

Not afraid

And never push it away

Hold it with all your strength

Hold enough to keep, but not to have.

Because while you’re trying to knock me down

And surviving by your hate in your veins

I am just trying to be fine

I can destroy you in two minutes of being me

And that's why I am here

…

Dad, for all the things you didn't have enough time to teach me, I say

I am learning it in the worst way.

For all the things you tried to teach me

For all the things I tried to learn from you

For all the things you tried to be

For all the things I didn’t appreciate on you

For all the things we’re going to learn together

Me, right here, and you in the sky.

Me, myself, you and I.

I thought you had cured me

Your love was flames in the rain

It was amazing, we cannot disagree

But here I am, lost again.

Loving you was comfortable

No pain, no suffer, sweetest than honey

But I really am unrecoverable

Maybe I just love the agony.

You didn’t arrested myself

For a lot, you will be extraordinary

But unfortunately I need to be upheld

And my freedom bird is a centenary.

I did left you just to live in hurt

I do not know why I love living in this desert.

I got chills, they're multiplying, and I'm losing control

'Cause the power you're supplying, it's electrifying

You better shape up, 'cause I need a man, and my heart is set on you

Throughout my body, I feel sudden chills

but they spring not from newly fallen snow;

instead, they stem from each romantic thrill

that being in thy presence doth bestow.

I must the call for self-improvement heed;

to be a better man, I’ll swiftly learn

for I must be the one to meet thy needs —

the lord for whom my lady’s soul doth yearn.

And so, if I thy tender heart have warm’d

and made myself the one thou hast ador’d,

I’ll prove I have my character transform’d

and evermore thy faith in me reward.

— There are no further words I’ll e’er require:

my dear, thou art the one I do desire.

John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John,

how can he be tandem

in a singular bone

if we are designed

to be just one

and it even so is herculean

how its possible to be two

a double personality

that love differently

express dissimilarly

touch divergently

are contrary.

maybe that's because

he's just one

in two conditions

as like are intuitions

one is opressed

one is arrested

one is invested

while the other

dont need to be anyone else

he just want to be himself

what he doesn't know is

while he's discovering live

he's love for life whiz

in myself

however,

he is my therapy

he is my inspiration

he taught me how to love

simply, lovely

it doesnt need to hurt

with a long recovery

it doesn't need to be swart

it must be simple

Twisted reality, hopeless insanity

I told you I was okay but I was lying

I was dancing with the devil

Out of control

Almost made it to heaven

It was closer than you know

Playing with the enemy

Gambling with my soul

It's so hard to say no

For Jacob Rizer 

You don’t own my body. It’s not yours for the taking. 

You don’t get to put your hands on me— touch & burn. 

You are too full on your own corrupt metaphors & similes to see that you don’t own me. 

Not my head to pat, or my shoulder to bump, or my behind to smack. 

You can’t hold me down or shut me up. 

I’m an avalanche & my words will drown you. 

You know the truth—what you did, who you are. 

Think you can bop & weave away, but 

You are less than. An equation that equals zero— a subtraction. 

The sum of nothing. 

You made me feel like nothing. 

Like my anatomy was yours to handle, regulate, oversee. 

You don’t get to win. I’m not yours to keep or command. 

My shape stays my own. 

i miss having a motive to run away

i miss having a motive to being in despair

i miss having a motive to fear

i miss having a motive to suffer

i miss having a motive to love

i miss having a motive to notice

i do it all with no motive

so, i miss having one

i miss having a motive

i miss having

i miss

it's been i for so long

we miss

oh, do you also miss it?