You
I don't know how
I'm rarely around
But your words reach out
Swirling in my mind
One at a time
I hold on
I'm here
Thank you
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 10:26 AM UTC
I've been spending these days
With meaning in the haze
Thinking bout the days
As she is getting old
I know
But she more than a grandma
She's like my ma
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
I thought it was good
I thought it was grand
I was dating a white man, then he said I was no good
But he called me his silver lining
Isn't that a calling
But then they said that's a warning
And I didn't think that with all his begging
Then I was his rock
I was his boat
I kept him afloat
Now they say
I'm nothing but a scapegoat
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 10:31 PM UTC
Ignoring you is almost impossible
Like looking in your eyes
Every time troops of hazel walk by
As if your world has me under attack
Possible, but I lack the idea
As you surly have
Marching cross more lines than I
On your way up
You'll be crossing more than that
Would you prefer the white flag
I'd surrender under your comfort
When taking my heart in thought
As you are to me
Dear
More than you know
Thundering the ground
One step at a time
All for ours, yours and mine
With you're very own soul
Don't let go
As in unison
Sleeve by sleeve
young ones, by one by one
By one
All marching on
Where respect is due
One hundred million men
Joined in arms with sisters stand
Behind the men who have been
A wrinkle in time, marching on
Shown it's years of trama
In lines through those
As through the years of training
sharing what he knows
In hopes
His children come home
Feeling the fear as they walk on
Knowing the times to come
When they too
may soon stand alone
And deeper those thoughts
Of our children coming home
As the weight of our nations fear
Rest like bars of iron and hope
On the wings of broken angels
Knowing yet what they do not know
As shown his face of stone
In the heart of flesh
As a father to those
Known soon the days will come
A departure
The Great Unknown
In silent tears he whispers
"Carry on"
In his years of sending
Yet receiving those coming home
Whole, lost, and draped in stars
Where the others will bough
To stand tall and salute under god
With hands joined
Over their hearts
For those going home
to the sound
All too well known
One trumpet play lone
Taps
Lay behind a face of stone
A sergeant all to well know
Beating a heart within his flesh
The angel in broken wings stand
In silence
As tears under his breath whisper
"Carry on" my child "carry on"
I'm the name of freedom
"Carry on"
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC
When sky's come falling
Like a Fallon out of control
Lie down in its wrath
Taking all he has
As clouds are anything but pain
Lifting you in your feet again
In it's wake making your hunger
Free from suffrage
On days your stair flight
Flew you too close to the ground
When your fingers burned
By the light of both ends
What the last light left
As your breath
Blew out its last flame
And the reins take your light
By the thunders in the night
That send you to the forbidden
Corner of life
Did you call it fear
Because you were in
That silence of life
The one without words
Were there was no point of return
Only the black hole
Lay down it wont hurt
I promise and seal it with
My lips if Newton by then
Can he even exist
In a black turmoil
I call home
Welcome to my black hole
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 10:06 PM UTC
What's in a word becoming a verse
Stuck on repeat clicking delete
Depleting the courage of send
Killing by the fear of your dreams
Diluted into the reality of today
What was once yesterday
Turned the time fast
liquifying life past
Running through my hands
Letting go the unknown of tomorrow
Never repeating yesterday's sorrows
The shudder shakes the fear
Of thought even just to wonder
Living once in the moment
A multitude of failures
Backed in the corners of nothing
Im ignorance becoming obsolete
Becomes me behind the scene
That defines the word regret
never knowing what I avoid yet
Ripping the pages of yesterday
Failed by the image of my shadow
That courage left hiding in it's face
Tearing it down waiting for tomorrow
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC
Childhood the definition
Of destruction was engraved
An early grave leading to gray
It's meaning of oppression
Under the rants and raves
Splitting everything
separating nothing but two beds
Two lives held together by a child
Learning love in others
Watching what I never had
Family at times taking me I
White collar family
not having anything at all
Scattered from ego learning faith
From the earth that made us
From grandmothers love
Holding of different cultures
Mending and teaching
Till whipped away again
Learning self destruct
even by my own hand
Never understanding
Only by watching examples
Of the ones walking by I never knew
I'm rugged and worn
Though softly scorned
You've become a slave to your eyes
Making me a slave to your ego
Ashamed and loathed
Aloud you gloat ignoring my screams
Of leave me alone
You take a girl
with blood from her nose
Learning to heal wanting more
I've played crazy, am even flipped coins of what to write
Many at times where
From my heart but I as I stood and watched and my son as well
Helping with the pieces that fell
Has been around two
When you never knew
Some of you took in chime
As if I took the time
While luring make believe in others
Ruining my name
For the sake if an abusive brother
With paper trails of abuse
When children all but went insane
Since 1994 none of you
Not one man but one here
A little man has seen what we've been through
I was proud to experience life
For my first time and try
What everyone had done
As a normal day to day
Congratulations your point is proved
I hand all of you your imaginary game
Allowing your own brother to take the ring
As ashamed by your view
Of who you think
I may never be
Not one of you know me at all
But only one
Little man
And I miss my sons dates
His serenades, love letters to mamma, our pain only we know, a separation one by one you'll never know.
Unless you took the time
And this is not worth our time
I am ashamed in my self again
At having make excuses for the men
I've chose on my life
To cause much regret
This I will never tolerate again
I am drifting as my children
Are missing as we have
Not all been the same
This destroyed our lives
You are not men
Men knock on doors
With real names as did I
Once upon a time
Is now the end
Goodbye
Jose, I'm sorry I tried. Mom
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 11:41 PM UTC
I wonder
At times like these
If it brings ease
Calling rusty
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 8:59 PM UTC
I'm excited
I have a date
Waiting outside
You can come
If you want
The road is narrow
And long
And a little *****
Too
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
Walking out
In 2-3 after this goes out
And I read A little
Face to face
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 12:20 AM UTC