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 Feb 2017 TheStartOfMyEnds
Mims
"Why do you only wanna talk about the problems with public school and suicide?"

Because the blood in the restroom stall,
And the ghosts that walk the halls,
Are only increasing in numbers.
One day she stopped feeding me
I was 4
She was pregnant
Something so simple as eggs
But I NEVER fed myself first
I served her
Because I loved her

One day she threw plates at me
I came to see why she was crying
I was 6
She was bleeding
I wrapped her hands
Because I loved her

One day she punched my mouth
I asked why dad hadn't come home
I was 10
She was pale
I brought her a blanket
Because I loved her

One day I cried in anger
Because I knew she never cared
I was 17
She was dead
I became numb
Because I didn't know why
I still love her

It's easy to hurt someone that looks like you
Especially when you hate yourself
I still love you mom
Yeah,
It's been a while but figured I need to write you some
27 now and hope you're proud of who I've become
I've fallen a lot but felt your grace pick me up
My guardian angel with me pushing any kinda luck
I've been asked a few times who I wanna be as I get older
Said you just in case I never told ya
Grandpa told me what you did when I was a kid in need of guidance
Protecting my eyes from my father's influence and violence
I heard that and couldn't help but I shed a tear
Not a min goes by that I don't wish you were here
My drive is strong but everyday I know you
help me steer
My moment is big with the critics talking but you're the only voice that I hear
You taught me to always **** em off with kindness
When you show who you truly are when no ones watching - that's when you're at ya finest...
Taught me to handle it when I get set backs
Been through the worst times to get the best back
At times I feel I ain't work hard enough to get where I wanna go
And feel i can't move forward cause I ain't let the past go
Still holdin in some anger from things that don't think about me
I'm blinded by my emotions in which truly I can't see
I'm trying to become everything and more that you'd be proud of
I'm trying give back more and show more love
It's hard when naturally this doesn't go through you
People won't understand all this unless they knew you
I promise to get better and be the example
And showcase who I am instead of giving out samples
You're the reason I get up everyday and gain motivation
Because you can't get what you want if you remain complacent
Need your help to guide my broken heart to pure places
Give me the strength to become a lil more patient
So I say a prayer for you, cross my heart and continue to strive
And hope that you remain with me on my journey and never leave my side.
You was right but I had to see for myself
I guess it took time for me to earn for myself
I hope this is somewhat a thank you for all ya help
I hope the angels take care of you until I see you myself.

Rest in peace Opa
Miss you
Just write to you to catch up - sorry it's been so long.
 Feb 2017 TheStartOfMyEnds
Stop
Your words make me want to throw up
I can't even fathom why you think I believe you
Your soul is *****
The smoke you inhale has gone to your heart
The good parts of you were sent to the grave
You closed the casket without a funeral
I've been trying to wrap my mind
Around what has happened
What made you so vile, so cruel?
But then I realize
If I despise you, why am I still with you?
ahahah my poems **** now :/
Where dowitchers pan the surf with wonder
and mirth as shells continually dot the sand ,
beside the voicing of angels where waves
crest , within the breath of Poseidon at lands end* ..
Copyright February 11 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
I'll tell you what I got from you;
They're not your gifts
That give me lift,
Like tea, flowers and concert tickets;
Nice, but for the moment.
Petals pale and music stops,
The things I got
Simply do not.
You smiled for me
A million times;
Sat by me
When I reclined;
Raised me up
Though I'd decline;
You gave me what
I call Divine:
Your time.
Ahh, but I didn't use the word, Valentine.
A pattern is developing , blowflies are collecting
A rush to the gun , hurtful words are being thrown
The bar is being lowered by a stone faced government
The man is signing orders everyday but I know
his game , his followers are 21st century newfangled slaves ,
his lies are cover while the destroyer heads for calm waters ,
his communication a ploy , his tact is a drone , indiscriminately
killing the enemy , his wall is already built , fracturing a country
founded on rice paper morality , we freed a people on paper
in order to **** them wholesale , psychologically and 'legally'
Regal gunships , magic dragons , daisy cutters and cruise missiles
Big pharma , Wall Street , big oil with a permanent winter refusal* ...
Copyright February 11 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
This pill will correct a speed shutter mind , with this pill I will without a doubt lose precious time
With this pill the shaking will cease
With this pill my creativity will flee
With this pill the hallucinations may come to call
Because of this pill I might one day decide to end it all* ..
Copyright February11 , 2017 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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