I cherished you so much I married you
Every day I wake up next to you I reaffirm my commitment to you
I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you
Five years later I still do

I can write anywhere my heart and mind combine to find inspiration to write words that create manifestations that measure the pain and pleasure that inhabits the universe
Sometimes thoughts come one at a time
other times at the same time for instance instantaneously I find myself drifting through thoughts and ideas in and outside of my mind
Sometimes the verses take time
Thoughtful lines that describe hurt souls that cry out
My job as a poet is to find out how to embrace and circulate my compass
as God as my witness and his spirit as my guide
the morality by which my life is defined the centrality of my truth is biased on societal and psychological constructs but isn't governed by society's will to place on my shoulders a slave mentality I walk in hand with those who like me rely on knowledge and experience as a whole a stepping stone
Realizing that being grown isn't a description of the physiological it's handling your business as a leader a husband a father and son

Self infliction locked behind the doors of self-oppression
We trick ourselves into believing we cant leave our upbringings
We dream but we're too afraid to chase

I died last night heaven existed in a world that treasures the upside down
Axiom, I am living outside of my body experiencing living for the first time
Wrapped in a love that hypnotized my mind I'm flying paralyzed when I'm inside
of you
The depth of life become depthless
Drowning deep in your abyss overflows my cup
We sup drinking from the fountain of youth
Revitalized, tasting and touching you
Wanting nothing more than to build on an affirmation with you
The road won't always be smooth
But I promise you
Through tumultuous times I will brave turbulence alongside you
As I will in valleys wide
a sublime future indeed we will surely reside
by and by trouble won't last
It too shall pass
And just as I will write finding wrongs to right  
I promise you everything will be alright

As I watch my sister and brother in law unite in holy matrimony
I clap and smile through their ceremony with feelings so phony I can't believe I agree to attend  
In this gorgeous dress and these high heels going through the motions i can honestly say I'm even not here
As my sister walks down the aisle I clutch this bouquet of real flowers with a fake smile praying for my pain to sway
While everyone is danicing I'm praying for the wrench in my stomach to go away...

Last week you died and the realization that for seven days I still have yet to accept the truth is daunting
The ghost of what if I woulnt have let you drive haunts me
My eyes watering to the tears are heavy and my heart wrenches when I think about an unfortunate unintended incident that took the life of my best friend
I want to know why your life ended
But as time passes and I begin to process its gravity
I gravitate to what awaits a fate of healing begins
I know I need time for my heart mend
to allow me to forgive
I can't even recall my last thought before all the fog let  in...

Sweetheart what you gave me
You and your brother you saved me
And now that you're gone a part of me died too
And it's only thinking that youd want me to to on
Is how Air see my way through

In the recesses of my intellect
I possess all the changing seasons
The fallen leaves
Yesterdays memories
The gold mine of ignorance and naivety
The idea that out there in the expanse exists a far off potential
A potential I could grasp
A potential that was attainable despite the perils of my upbringing  
The fragility of those days gone by
Have become myths and stories in my own mind
Held together with the weary tape of an abused mentality
Due to the inertia and desire to remember how life was...

I'm mesmerized by what happened to the potentiality of our lives
And how it became comprised by complacency
Lazily dreamers egos age like worn clothes
Enclosed with institutionalized ethos where growth begins and ends with the inerrancy and arrogance of the ghetto