Beauty in Calm

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My Suicide Note by Bo-Edward Lawrence

My Suicide Note

You know i never thought i would be alive long enough to write this poem.

Witnessing God in my dreams, talking to me

I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep. 

As sad as that sounds.

It was almost like a reverse nightmare, 

usually when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. 

I woke up into a nightmare.

I woke up to the sounds of my knuckles knocking on the devils gate. 

I am not his advocate..

God forgive me for my sins.

My angel wings have been burned off my aching skeleton 

The pain i feel is more traumatizing and genuine as if i was a war veteran

sleep is the cousin of death and suicide is its closest relative

This cold barrel to my dome, never made me afraid but for some reason i feel like I’m going home.

God, I’m coming home

They say every second, minute, and hour of the day you write your future, your story.

There were many times i wished i could tear out some of the pages, but instead i always feel like burning the entire book.

its all bad! 

The entire world is against me. 

Can someone. . 

Tell my mother that she is the kindest angel i have ever known

and my father, thank you for teaching me how to be a man.

Tell them I’m sorry that this life lesson doesn’t feel like a blessing but instead like a curse.

Tell the reporters that i was never into drugs or a criminal 

just make sure they don’t sell me to the world as a bad person.

I raise home to my head and put it next to my temple 

and i reflect . . . .

The easiest thing in life is to quit. The hardest thing in life is to live.

Just to know that all my pain, all my hurt can end with a pull of a trigger. . 

I want my death to be beautiful, i want my death to be meaningful. would it be considered beautiful if i scattered my brains on this windshield as my old thoughts create a Picasso.

I don’t want to be the man that nobody knows until he commits suicide, and then everyone had a class with him.

Sometimes home isn’t the answer, sometimes running away isn’t the right thing to do. 

I want to be known as the one who stared down the barrel of a gun and found enough beauty to look away. 

and live. . .

Someday, someone will walk into your life and make you realize why it never worked out with someone else. 

Bo-Edward Lawrence

Inspiring Poem By Bo-Edward

In every eye there is a soul,

In every child's heart there is a dream.

And within every vain there is passion that blazes through

like water crashing, through mountains.

Filling rivers, even oceans

Ever so potent, sending notions,

To those butterflies that blaze your stomach when you get a little nervous.

See I have my heart wide open.

Because unconsciously it chases after dreams,

Dreams that those soul seeing eyes could never lay upon.

Or those hearts that can't beat the same melodies my heart beats,

Because happiness has its own music that it plays just for me.

In school I always hated history class because I loved kids more,

Maybe it's because history always dwelling on the past

And with every kid I met it was like taking a new fresh breath air of the future

You see I always believed happiness and inspiration was the same thing

Because as I inspire you, you inspire her and him, and they inspire them

Which eventually, suddenly happens to relocate back to me

I mean I just call that the life cycle

And as all these people become bellied up with all this happiness

They start to glow with positivity burning holes in the night sky

And if I was an alien sitting on those red velvet stones on mars looking down at earth

My antenna would go crazy because I wouldn't know the difference between earth and the sun

I want everyone who is listening to me to promise me something

As you know I'm trying to spread my inspiration!

And cover the Earth with it

So much inspiration

Not enough to drown you but enough to lift you off your feet

And just swim lightly because you will be swimming in my dreams

And promise me

That when you shoot for the stars, you shoot with your eyes closed

Because they say dreams only come true when your asleep,

that can’t be true.

because when your eyes are closed that's when your soul is awake.

I Want Too By Bo-Edward Lawrence

Most Popular Love Poem By Bo-Edward Lawrence

Smiling..  something I always see you doing
Even when you are most uncomfortable
Something so beautiful and breathtaking
A smile so pure like your face was shaped with only the richest and most graced of gods clay
I want to be able to envision our future as masters of time and gods of romance because we are wise enough to speak revelations of humans emotions.

I want to be able to sit upon the tallest ice covered mountain sipping hot chocolate while eating some cotton candy with you
I want to be able stuff ice cream down my throat, nearly passing out from depression and lack of love.
Then feeling your hands engulf mine once again
Warming my deathly hollowed heart to pump once more
I want to be able to carry you across the universe and back, to show you what this world has clouded from you
I want to be able to leave my finger prints on your heart forever as if god open her chest, spread her ribs and let me in
But it's hard for you isn't it
To know It's bad manners to say 'I love you', with a mouth full of lies...
But yet you continue.... so complacent in that freakum dress the devil tricked you in receiving as a gift
But yet I love you.
Smiling as joyful as a newborn baby playing with her teenage mother
Speechless.. Is what you make millions of men who walk by you seeing you’re perfectly shaped lips with a body of queen
Saddened.. By the men who only want you for your brains and... Use you for your beauty... Arrogantly misleading your love into that gaseous black space of loneliness.

Love pumped out of your heart and packaged away like a chocolate factory. Sweet on the outside but a slave ship on the inside
There's only so much, . Make up can cover up
I want to be able to change your thoughts to passionate dream
Sweetheart Sex isn't the only pleasures to life Nothing is more beautiful than real true love.
And nothing is more gorgeous than someone being themselves. Because you’re the original.
And all those hypocrite friends of yours can only be copies. And they will always be copies because they have to always consult the blueprint
I just want you to. Know
your beautiful
you may not feel like you’re the brightest crayon in the box...but you'll always be my favorite color.
By Bo-Edward Lawrence

Spark By Bo-Edward Lawrence

A feeling, 

Feeling of fire, 

Of desire, a lust to achieve, 

Burn..

Burning passion Within my chest, 

Breathes,  New life

Starting as a single candle light, 

Wind blowing

Swoosh,  

A multitude of negative energy shadows the darkness, 

I begin, 

Feeding the flame with knowledge, 

I'm becoming the spark to set the world on fire.

Even the greatest of creations were once thought to be impossible ideas.

Release.! 

Release your spark, 

Watch as it rises, 

Turning the night’s sky into a concert filled with lighters flickering and dancing.

Two Beautiful Roses By Bo-Edward Lawrence

You my love, 

I will give you two small but beautiful red roses, each with a note. 

The first note says for the woman I love and the second, for the woman who bares the key to my heart'

-Bo-Edward Lawrence

 

Im Sorry By Bo-Edward Lawrence

Hey

I'm sorry

I Was just calling

Cause I didn't want to forget what your voice sounded  like

If,

If it sounded...

Sweet! ! !  like strawberries lathered in chocolate or in the middle like a bag of sour patches I just don't. Know

I don't remember

I don't remember If it was night or day

Or if I keep the bed bugs away

Or if I can slay that dragon

Or wake my sleeping beauty

Or kill that wolf who wants to blow your house down

Or even find you that right fit glass slipper

I just. feel.  consumed with fairy tales

Trying to find the right story which I found you in

Maybe this is my way of saying I miss you

Remember when We created our own little fairy tale

And yu fell in love when I told you how I felt

I still remember.. I said

I would rather have eyes that cannot see;

ears that cannot hear

Or lips that cannot speak,

than a heart that cannot love

But you are my heart and according to life baby I can't live without you

Sleep is the cousin of death

Maybe that's why I feel so weak and end up falling into a deep sleep when you walk out my door  with those uggs that are warm and  hug I think I'm in love

And the time on this voice mail just isn't long enough.

And every time I see you

It's like my heart gets bigger

And these bones they call rib cages are just not strong enough

It's not February but I'm so love struck

I'm sorry

I don't know what it is but I think cupid must have got arrows the size of rocket launchers or upgraded his heart shaped darts cause

Baby how can I be tripping when my heart keeps me above the stars

And my love has me on the comets these poor heartbroken souls wish upon

I just want to say I'm sorry

I'm sorry that the reality is

That love starts with a smile, and

Grows with a kiss but

Ends with a teardrop

Life is a succession of lessons which must be lived to be understood.

I'm calling because

I have learned not to worry about love, but to honor its coming with all my heart.

I guess that was me saying I'm sorry