Mellow-drama

So people want to know where I'll go with my writing

And I've been fighting the instinct to select something distinct

I dance around romance, comedy, horror and drama

But there's whispers lingering in my ears

A voice that I can't refuse to hear

Because it's become clear that I'm meant to write melodrama

Not venture to adventure

Because I live to fashion over the top passion

Wounded hearts spilling all over the floor

Revolutions slamming down fragile doors

Tales of jails and confined whores

I like to start love rhyming long before the timing

Chiming in all sorts of seductive sin

Shackle in a cackle before a chuckle or a grin

Because the world is much more inviting in italics

Destruction more interesting in a forbidden palace

Hate more great when drenched in malice

I want to be in wonderland even though I'm not Alice

I refuse to be confined in realistic lines of drama

I want to write the oversold untold story of Schwarzenegger's baby mama

Wars between Bush and Obama

Find calls for sex inscribed in texts

Because overreacting is my reflex

My ex shouldn't be chillin'

But a villain sawing through my chest

There should be schisms in prisms and visions

Of light in the night

No sight

Because the lies are so bright

And to me every fight should be a massacre

And emotions a ticking bomb you cannot defer

Because I prefer to live out loud

Be proud of writing in a red pen

Not afraid of what will stem 

From being too forward 

And intense

I like it better when things are tense

Shoving the world over the fence

And onto the defense

I am the challenger

Who told Mother earth I'd challenge her

To say what she means

And do it right away

Because the only kind of play I'm interested in

Is with words

This existence is a celebration 
There's no time for hesitation

Or abbreviation of feeling

Because being mellow with out drama

Is just reeling it in

Stealing the chance

To dance with danger

Be more than a stranger

I feel blessed with every mess

Because creativity grows with mold

Change is what unfolds

In broken dishes and hearts

Evolution is what starts

When you're not afraid to let things die

Clarity only arrives when you're brave enough to cry

For vulnerability is possibility

Chasing what's lost builds agility

and the ability to keep it in the first place

So I'm not going to write 

But ignite

Beasts of beauties 
At first sight

Because life a task that moves fast

And art should have the same pace.