KENI AVENUE

Where You Can Hear Me!

Letting them have their fill, exerting what energy they possess like a fool’s first time taking the pacer test.

Don’t you grow tired on me, beloved.

There’s a purpose in keeping it cute. Keeping it P for the crowd, little do you know what I got up in my sleeve.

Let me not speak too loud…

Providing comparisons of the opposition to fixate the rush is not going to get you any higher. I’ve learned that hard way…

Such a poisoning mindset led me to moments where I was afraid of your safety when you were around me.

I then awoke liberated.

The aftermath wasn’t needed nor was a debriefing. I’ve reached satisfaction just by observing.

Enjoying the silence for the time being.

Call it what you wanna…
Whatever fits best for the both of us. Passionately, I’ll be taking your word for it by the look in your eyes.

Hopefully you see, hopefully you notice, and as the thought surfaces…

I’ll be waiting for you.

A walking machine, still I am. I judged you quietly as if calling you strong was an insult.

Sorry…

To say it hurts would be a lie, although, “fulfilling” doesn’t sound exact. I’ll keep holding on, but, I don’t know for how much longer.

Will you save me? Can I be saved? If so, why haven’t I done it myself?

Hoping you do, still I am.