Walk up to an
Stand in the Doorway.
Witness the Silence.
Move to the Center.
Look at every
Imagine the Bodies,
That have connected.
See the shadows of
Feel the Energy,
Let yourself be
Become a memory.
Dec 2, 2013
On the counter,
Waiting for its
With the corner
Of its blind eyes,
What are we doing?"
It asks again,
I know, I can
Tell, you're anxious."
Accept its words,
They are so true,
You before, after
Class was over,
Be hungry and
To get a glimpse,
This sick monster,
Followed me and
It sits, coffee
To catch a look
At your beauty,
Can't help itself,
It's not himself,
Else and it wants
To tell you but
Of losing this
So sorry, please,
Don't hate me or
Him, we want to
A thing holding
Me back, a fear,
Day, hour, second,
Me, i think that
I'm in love with
Deal only with the present and pray to never
Look back on your past it is already been
Written dead and gone so move on
Many trials and troubles are scattered on our way
For Jehovah asks us just to trust in Him
and to never borrow sorrow
The troubles of ''darkness'' of the past never look back
Take hold of faith and let Jehovah lead the way
For the future is getting brighter the more you
see the things unseeing to the eye's
For to meet tomorrow’s troubles
before they are even ours
and the past has already been written so leave it alone
And never doubt Jehovah's powers just hang on to
where you are a take one problems one by
Asking nothing of tomorrow because the day just
Got started and by night your page in life is getting written
And it will be another page added to the past
So never look back or never look for tomorrow
Just get to live the day where you stand right now
To feel at ease,
Instead of Calculated
None of it has ever been easy.
Pretending to know all.
So many things left unsaid
Seems all things fabricated.
Easy to distract
On how to
is a state
Were not forced.
Have lost control of your
Than known to
Do not forget that
Can Take Back
Physically if need be...
Remove yourself mentally.
Take a Look.
Notice the careful
Dec 2, 2013
I try to workout diligently,
at least 3 times a week,
the muscles are tight and strong,
I'm certainly no geek,
I pump the iron, walk the track,
listen to my tunes,
but lately I've been distracted,
watching for ms June
She's quite the lovely lady,
recently moved to this place,
she is French, with sweet accent,
puts smiles on my face,
vous êtes l'homme élégant she says to me,
her eyes sparkle bright,
I have no idea what that means,
so I just smile with delight
sometimes she reaches out,
and touches me on my arm,
de tels forts muscles she says,
and this makes me warm,
I need to study French I guess,
so I won't look the fool,
for all I know, there is a chance,
she is calling me a tool
the thing that's bad about this all,
is I work out way too long,
trying to impress this girl,
make her think I am King Kong,
now my muscles are getting sore,
I'm working way to hard,
if I keep this up much more,
I'll be searching for my doctor's card
pick me up
a chamber full of
fire in my
hands filled with thorns and
and just think
day to be alive"
put me down
you don't need to be
just get me
there and wrap
me up in plastic
to cover my face
and just think
day to be alive"
rip me apart
every part of me
i can't feel
i have nothing
better to do
neither do you
me into something
and just think—
day to be alive!
sew me back
together with that
look you're giving me
Now i tried Tinder
as i tossed the caber and said timmmmberrrrr
for a while a guy of my style (ha ha!) will swipe to the left on Linda
...if your,re wondering why, her eyes bled Simba and i'm the only lion/loin King around here
but then after no connections for a bit i thought "this ap's pretty shit, why has no one hit on me? Do i look like ET?" Cancel the extra kettle. It's judging by aesthetics and when you are bald and pathetic and want to take yourself out (mimic gun to head!) why would you put this face on a faux Take Me Out...leave the light on, cos mine's off, it's gone.
Wait a mo, a message, a flicker of flame!!!! From Tinder!!! I am Cinders and i'm going to the ball MOTHER FUCKERS!!!
I'm a Schizophrenic hypocrite
Another diagnosis, another consequence
For a crime which I didn’t commit
Punishment for actions I tried to forget
But even with my proclaimed innocence, at
Twenty-one years old I still remain
I’ve been wrongly convicted, do you think
I asked to be trapped, to become
Another victim of a monster’s dirty hands?
Do you think I didn’t panic when I heard him
Lock me in? When
I heard the sound of the deadbolt click?
Why are you acting like it’s me who’s
The monster? I’m nervously
Explaining, “I swear I’m not heartless.”
Another gift given to me by the trauma
Another piece of me he has stolen
Shouldn’t be defending myself against
Another social stigma, as if the ones
I fight now aren’t enough of a burden.
“She lies, she’s unstable, her personality’s
I’m stuttering and desperate to explain
But they can’t look past the misconception
Always so focused on the drug addiction
They don’t look at me, instead they stare at
The issues they’ve blamed on daddy, the
Disordered eating or the PTSD and
Now they’re dissecting my personality.
That broken outline of my body, imprinted
On that frozen, cold garage concrete
The body which continues to haunt me,
The voices in the scale shouting insults
Whenever I eat and could break me just by
Displaying three numbers on its screen
And these chemically loaded syringes I’ve
Willingly allowed to control me, an
Addiction that refuses to let me be
[ Free ]
Crossed the border, on the line
"Just love me, love me."
Look at me...
I was made for you.
In ancient of days for you
Into your nostrils came forth life
Then I was gaved to you
I dwelled in caves with you
Held back in slave days with you.
Cried days, nights long, meant so
Much just to stay with you
Did you know I was raised with you?
I was raised by you?
Then I was turned around by some
Strengh, and I raised you too?
It was me.
I have always been right there
And you are the reason why I do
Everything I do.
I remember a time when
The world wasn't amazed
But yet I fore your babies
So that you could see you for you.
Yes... I was made to spend
My days with you.
So why don't you look at me?
Why don't you see me?
I have been in love with you but you
Weren't in love with me.
I came down from the sun to you,
From god. With you I sailed the sea
I've been for you and with you,
How could you not see me?
I carried babies for you
So that you could see yourself
Because that was your greatest wealth.
Its still your greatest wealth
And without me, you
Cannot recreate yourself
This is me; I am your dynasty
The way it was, the way it is,
And supposed to be
So why don't you look at me?
Why don't you know my worth and beauty?
Why doesn't your heart see me?
Why have you lost yourself?
Why don't you know your own wealth?
Why have you despised wisdom
And chose to decline your
Why aren't you fighting for me?
I am almost absolute
Why do you believe you exist
In a world
That doesn't care
I wish you'd hear a burden
I wish you spoke the truth
I wish you understood some
I wish that you was foolproof
... for I have loved you
But I do not believe you love
Yet, I choose to believe in
If I could just get you to see me
-look at me-
I never felt so undeserving.
I look at you
your body curving.
Suddenly, I taste the past
and future changes fast.
then ride away
on whisky ship.
For another dip
in shallow waters
left my ankle twisted.
Left me feeling like id been fisted.
Id gladly drown.
My soul then lifted
To the lost and found.