My memories is going in and out like a daze.
The brain is complicated like a maze.
Yet intriguing in so many ways.
Images come and go, some usually stays.
I went from young to old so many days.
Time, I would never thought to embrace.
So much pain is written on these chains.
Only little change could really be explained.
Maintain and preserve the brain remains
Explain the nerves that’s surrounding my veins?
Maybe I’ll just refrain that question it pertains.
Locked in my skull where my brain is contained.

Art is not just Art when I was with you.
Compassions could of started and kept burning through.
I understand you had to step back.
I sometimes wonder “what if?” and
do I regret that.

To: Tab

Love me like you want to be loved.
Hug me like you miss me, not a simple touch.
Kiss me with passion, no role playing action.
I need more than an expression with these attractions.
Look at me for more than a moment, not just a sudden glance.
Stare at me for a while until I’m in a trance.
A little romance can cure this distance.
Why am I only putting in effort and persistence?
I can feel the change, not like when we met.
We took a chance • We made a bet
Our relationship will be the best it won’t be wrecked.
Now Look!

Write to me as I always write to you.
Express your feelings and your mind.
I remember those special moments, those special times.
We exchanged notebooks full of our thoughts.
Writings of life, love, sorrow, and secrets.
The pain of every word wasn’t your fault.
Even when blank pages left you speechless.
To me that’s still poetry just story in your head.
Like artist that sold blank canvas for millions instead.
I remember the times you weren’t in school.
Thinking about the moments of our past.
I continued to write poetry and waited for those moments to pass.
Until the day I would see you at my locker or seating in class.
I did not ask, “where have you been?”
I only cherish the moments that would last.
You’re so precious to me and those memories.
Poetry is sometimes full of love and intimacy.
Well at least that’s how I felt in a daze only for you.
I am sorry for the lonely days you went through.
Now i understand why...
Of those Absent days in school.

Let’s dig deep into that topic no one wants to speak of.
At the end of this discussion let’s see who will show me love.
Here comes the blacks, the hoodlums, and the thugs.
The scums of this earth the rodents, and the bugs.
Always on the street corner selling them drugs.
They look at me like I’m a criminal lower than the minimum.
Keeping me stuck in my ways for days to years.
I go to work and come home look at my wage with tears.
There’s no way i’m getting out of here.
I’m not going to fall, I stand tall and never fear.
Even in my darkest days i’m never scared.
So, let them stare, I’ll shrug my shoulders like I don’t care.
I can face any battles I’m well prepared.
But why must I explain myself!
I am a citizen, with a good behavior, and well disciplined.
I went school and graduated, education is my insulin.
Things happen in life back when I had a mission then.
Now, I’m just one out of many men.
Who gets abused, misused, by my own American rules.
Where is this freedom? Let Me Be!
Like there’s no one else left but me.
We are the same, the skin is where you don’t agree.
My complexion is the only way you notice me.
So I don’t need a name, your target is aimed.
The feeling is mutual but it wasn’t always the same.