There are lies in the words
that scatter these pages
I want to be viewed as a poet
but creativity only flows with certain phrases

There lies a victim
in-between these lines
she misconstrues my conflict
and unravels my rhymes

Hidden agendas
to manipulate and deceive
wanting the reader
to identify with me

My attempts to impress
with beauty and grace
receive passerby glances
and a pie in my face

Backfiring motives
a shot through the heart
critique, the smoking gun
my ego blown apart

Although I have failed
I haven’t given up hope
there’s a victor pending
and it’s gonna be dope

She’s locked herself up again
Despite his lies and her own truth
She finds herself back at the beginning
Shackled

Desperate to fill the void
As loneliness stabs at the open wound
Penetrating deep into her soul
Where the damage can be found

She keeps that hidden and locked away
The pain it reveals is beyond compare
She’ll choose to be mistreated
Anything to steer clear of there

The child longing to be accepted
Who cannot accept herself
Is consciously blind to their deception
And true love displaying itself

A heart still broken
A thousand pieces longing to mend
She covers herself in flypaper
And is insulted as the infection sets in

She’s hidden the keys again
Despite the burden she carries
She’ll suffer into the next end
Shackled

She is born of uncertainty
an activist for change
She's the path and the destination
desired outcomes she obtains

She won't appear through wishful thinking
nor the desperation of prayer
She's not fulfilled through lack
you won’t ever find her there

She's a healer of the deepest wounds
penetrates the open mind
With trust as her foundation
She holds the ability to unbind

Captured in a glimmer
and ignited by a spark
Subtle ripples like a current
through her ever beating heart

She's a gentle breeze tickling the trees
the waves caressing the shore
She partners with the rising sun
an intention to be restored

So the next time crisis looms
and life is filled with despair
Extend a hand to Hope
she always has change to spare

I slouch amongst the weariness
this broken heart in toe
Soaking in burdens I am the witness
to a landscape drenched in dreariness

I trudge toward the warpath
to familiar stones I cast
Loyal soldiers heed my sudden wrath
the mighty victors of the bloodbath

A prisoner inside this open cage
I still cannot escape
Freedom beckons in so many ways
but I'm accustomed to the craze

I am a caged butterfly
within a sea of wildflowers

I am that ripple within the wave
That soothes a grainy shore
I ignite curiosity in the minds
Of those who are wanting more

I seek solace in the brilliance
Of each dawns’ rising sun
Who inhales the bitter darkness
Raising hope amongst the ruin

I am that current within the wind
That tickles every leaf
And your witness to that miracle
So you question your beliefs

I am the familiar within the greeting
Of a stranger on the street
To break down the walls of separation
The result of ego’s deceit

I am that sorrow within a memory
The ache befriending loss
Whispering “keep your heart wide open”
Despite the pain and emotional chaos

I am a powerhouse in nature
That can shift all reality
If the mind is willing to surrender
I will surely set you free

I am beholden
to the mist of her winded breathe
whispering through ruby red lips
a swarm of lustful intentions

A pucker so precise
with nectars so sweet and tangy
I'm spun into her web
of wild and crazy

The mind's desires
possess this ravenous body
I want her, and from afar
I have her

Inflamed with secret yearning
for the ****** within her eyes
I lie drenched in the truth
of my wanting and all that she implies