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Dominique Arnold Dec 2013
It was twelve at night as he looked at the ceiling over come with feelings that were preventing him from dealing, with life that was the problem you see it was like nothing could be right, trapped in a prison built by his own mind that night.  

So he gets up puts his feet on the floor laces up some all-stars and goes out the door.

As he walks he thinks that he must be in a kind of sleep, because as he looks around he sees odd things in this deep. 

You see the sky begins to thunder and lightning strikes the sky, and the air gets colder, and he's reminded of the day his brother died.

The ground starts to pull apart, and fire begins to rise and at that moment you can see the fear in his eyes.  

So he does what people do when there afraid he looks up to the sky searched for God and prayed.

He begged for safety cause he felt that this was the end, his job his love his dreams his friends.  

That's when a figure begins to reveal itself in the flames, a tall slender figure with the eyes that seemed flawed with stains.

No it wasn't stains, as it grew closer, see the eyes were arranged with colors from all over.

And as the fire begins to part the face comes into view, a gorgeous women clothed only in flames with a look on her face as if she knew.

Because there was a secret he hadn't shared before, a few days ago he couldn't take it anymore. So he tried to take his own life so he could keep from being sore.

Because this was something he couldn't bare, he had felt that he tried so hard and that the world was unfair.

But the woman gives him a look as if she understands, and says that she can help him, and he only has to give her his hand. And pledge his loyalty to her and her alone.

As he swallowed hard and thought and finally said yes, but one thing must be known, the name of the one he's pledging to, to sit on the throne.

She says that's simple I go by many names Venus, the Serpent, but for you I'll level.  For you probably know me when they call me the Devil.
Part of a story I'm working on that started out as a dream.
Dominique Arnold Jun 2015
So caught up in my emotions I feel more like women than my girl.

Might as well give me a dress and some curls.

But then a thought crossed my mind maybe every man thinks like this. Its just I express it, and when people judge me I get ******.

Not to say women are soft I don't mean that at all.  I've seen some women do things that would make men fall.

But the difference is that women are free in a way that a man isn't. Some stupid stereotype that says what a man is and isn't.

Like there some unwritten rule about what you can and cannot do, no tears be a man and be tough its what I'm supposed to do.

But what they don't see is that before any of that I'm a human being, just trying to take in the world, and make it, and right now I'm only dealing.

Because emotions and feelings are in our name there's no way to separate the two there the same.

So every morning now I wake up looking at the ceiling and I ask my self what am I, a human being?
Dominique Arnold Jan 2018
Yeah, here we are right where we began knew you weren't a friend when I wasn't trying to get it in.

And that's crazy, how it works, looking to stop the loneliness now I found love and it hurts, more than when them dudes caught me in the jaw, couldnt eat right for a week, but still your love's got me felling raw.

I'm sorry if I come off mushy or sentimental but girl you got the key and you stay up on my mental, and your essential, got me smiling so hard need to work up on my dental.

Just a bit of cheese, just a stamp up on the page so that you know this notes from me.  Like we're in elementary yes, no, or maybe. Please let it be a yes so Doc know when to expect the baby.

And if it's a girl, then we can name her Minnie and dont worry about where I  go cause you know your coming with me, and I know you got a son, and you know I'll always love him like he's my only one, get me. Never worry cause ain't a women that can tempt me but to put it simply I love you more then this life I live, I know I only got one so I try my hardest just to give, back.

And I know we may go *** for tat screaming like some cats, but you know I got your back, and girl your the reason why I sing, and you can call me Frodo cause you know I got that ring.
Dominique Arnold Jul 2013
I talked to an old man once
as I was riding on the bus.

Had a tendency to ramble,
and always had the urge to cuss.

He said he had a theory,
and his whole life he had spent.

On how Death was a women,
and this is how it went.

Death has to be a women
cause only she could be so cold.

Dressed in all black,
and always coming for your soul.

A scythe she holds in one hand,
an hour glass in the other.

She gets pleasure from her name,
and not from any other.

She keeps her bones polished nice,
and her hair free of spiders.

She knows something about everyone,
and loves to be desired.  

He said she had a husband once,
but he tried to run off when she got sick.

So before he left she killed him,
his mistress, and his brother just for kicks.

He said he could see at one point
how beautiful she had to be,
but all that's left was skull, and flesh,
anger and deformity.

So I laughed and said oh
so you've seen her before.

He said yeah can't you,
look up she's standing by the door.
Dominique Arnold Jan 2018
Tried to play with love like a kid would play with toys but I ended up smashing it together and made a bunch of noise.

So I thought I'd play with words and let my mind rejoice but the preacher came and told me that he didn't like my voice.

So I laid in the grass and stretched my hand up to the stars, but an astronmner came and told that they where just to far.

What's the truth for me what's the truth for you some say that questions hard but ask a magician what's the truth and they'll tell you pick a card.
Dominique Arnold Jul 2013
Im sorry for what I did, and what I continue to do.

For me to get you pregnant would be the worst thing for us too,
but part of me straight loves and wants forever to be with you.

While the other side is ignorance and pushes me away from you,
and thats not even the worst of it.

I can't control my lust,  
but the women seem to come from nowhere and drive themselves between us.

Please don't leave, I'll stop all of this foolishness,
and just stay and let me love you and will have that picket fence.
Dominique Arnold Jan 2015
I'm so in love with you I don't know what to do. 

Looking up at the sky and stars and I still see you. 

Lost cause your always on my mind and I can't break free. 

Didn't think someone could have such a hold on me. 

You can break me so easy and that's what scares me the most. 

Heart pounding mind racing I must give you a toast. 

You broke threw me, I've told you everything, And your the reason I sing. 

The *** is amazing but it's not what makes me stay at all. 

Cause you understood me when I was lost and wanted to fall. 

Your smile is so bewitching I can't help but stare, but you keep pushing me away from your heart like you don't want me there. 

I'm not saying that life with me would be perfect cause nothing ever is, but I'd make everyday special for you and our kids. 

That's if you'll have me, I pray you'll say yes. 

A life with you is what I want and I can't settle for less, and neither should you I just want you happy. 

That other guy your talking to can't compare to the love that would come from me. 

I know you say I don't understand but I'm trying to see, but I don't see how you could be so mean even when you love me. 

Love I know ain't simple how can it be and I know your afraid to be hurt but that's not the person I would be. 

I can't even write anymore it hurts to much and I can't sleep. 

As I lay looking at the darkness that seems so deep.

Maybe we'll be together at some point down the line, and I could make you happy till the end of time.
Dominique Arnold Jul 2013
I feel great as I sit here looking out towards the mountains.
Things could be better but for now I'll close my mouth and, take in the air and breath it out slow.
Think about my life and the places I still want to go, but until I leave I'll just sit and enjoy this breeze.
Which for Arizona it's kind of odd but I'm enjoying the cool off this summer disease.
Or call it summer madness that old cliche that's got me lifted, floating, and carried away.  
Or maybe it's my love that's got me feeling this way didn't think I could love a women this much till today, but she's my joy and strength, and as I sit and write about love and happiness I can say without a doubt that I am content.
Dominique Arnold Jun 2014
I lost everything, but I feel I've gained so much more you see, all the stress is gone and I finally feel free.

The chains have fallen off and I go where I please. Passing people on the street as they look at me like a diseases.

Who are you to judge, you don't know me, the **** I've been through would have you begging on your knees.  

Unbelievable but I've adapted to this life, cold winter nights that sting more than a steel knife.

I find food, when I need to eat, and the world's my bed so I always have a place to sleep.

Friends and family, have all disappeared, and most have died and yeah I shed my share of tears.

I wouldn't trade this life for nothing, I'm happy where I've laid, and I see you jealous people as you walk around lost and afraid.

You wish you knew freedom the way I have it, bills and money don't tie me up cause it my life so I grab it.
Dominique Arnold Jul 2013
I guess there's really no up sitting at a bar trying to find happiness in a cup.
I'm trying to be a man you see hiding my emotions while I try to fight off this insanity, but there's really no help.
Love comes through but when it's gone I'm by myself.
So what do you suggest I do?
Put on a fake smile, and laugh at a joke or two.
You see death for me is hard to take, and it seems that every time I sleep all I see is her face, but not the one of smiles and life it's the one in the casket where someone's turned off the lights, and for the life of me I can't remember her voice when I try, I hear the mourners and the pastor hollers rejoice.
What tears me up the most is my father's tear soaked face.
It shattered my illusion that for a man to cry is a disgrace, but the fact remains the same, my sister is gone but I'll never forget her name.  
"Tashona"
Dominique Arnold Jan 2014
Yeah I'm afraid.
one a clock and the thick air in this room has me feeling enslaved.

But it's not even the air it's my mind that's got me trapped.

I've been struggling trying to get out of this thought but I'm stuck in sap.

And this only seems to happen at night, that's when the thought creeps in my head, as I lay heart pounding upon my bed.
  
But since my sister passed it's been happening even more than before.

And I still have no answer to what's on the other side of that door.

She was 24 when she left questions unanswered.

I was waiting on her to come back and give me an answer.
  
That there is more to life then just this physical state that there is more to come after my inevitable fate.

I don't know if I believe in ghosts but I know what my religion tells me, but I can't explain why I want an answer to something with theses mortal eyes I'll never see.

I'm 22 and still most people can't understand why.

The only thing I'm truly afraid of is what happens when I die.
Dominique Arnold Jul 2013
So he was hurt,
he could feel the sting in his heart,
because the girl he was with had put it there from the start, because before him she had been with other men, but the men she was with he called his friends.

Now I guess it's hard when your boys run through a girl, and for this girl your feelings unfurl,
and they came out for him and that was the problem. So he kept her at a distance hoping he could solve them.
Dominique Arnold Jul 2013
You seem to notice beauty more when there's nothing to do.
Like the stars and the moon seem to come in focus to you.
Or just the movements of a women as she walks and talks, and the sound of her voice seems to travel off, and echo in your ears like a sweet lullaby, and reminds you of past loves that have gone by.

I tend to zone out and thoughts start to clash, and religion has become a harder concept to grasp.

Or girls I've been with tend to come to mind, and the same story plays over every time loved them for a while but every case was the same as my lust for another could not be tamed.

One such girl I forget the name but for the time being I guess I'll call her J.A.N.E.

Now this girl was something special original, more than someone in the crowd, an individual.

Beauty was her thing, but not something she, claimed.

Intelligence cause this girl had a mind, and I tend to think about conversations we had during that time.

Sometimes we'd trail off and talk of religion not about what we practiced, but more of division.

What made them different and the same, and that seemed to be the only thing on our brain.

See we knew we wouldn't stay together we saw the signs but we spent everyday together like it was the last time.
Dominique Arnold Oct 2013
I can see it now, when I look at you but you turn away and how, can I feel this way since I've done it before to the Tisha's, Miranda's, for ****'s sake even the ******.

Those one night standers that felt there love.
I would look at them and laugh and give them a hug.
You see I can't be tied down or at least I thought this was the case, but I can't even get you to look at my face.
You turn away and silently say you love me, but I don't believe it because the love from you I can't see it.
That look of love in your eyes it doesn't exist.  
Just a dead look in your eyes that leaves me ****** but I can't help but feel like it's my fault I did this to me.
I don't even won't to write anymore I just want to sleep.
Dominique Arnold Feb 2019
I'm tired of emotions of the day to day commotion of the in and outs the ups and downs and unnecessary devotion to things that don't matter the unrealistic clatter or clutter its enough that I'd rather pull the shutters.
Shut it all out and hide under the covers.
(like that ever worked, but it's the comfort that eases hurt.)

Memories of happy times that I can't remember fully.
While I remember clearly the anger sadness and the cruelty.
So much guilt and regret built up inside my chest makes me long for a day that I can finally take a rest.
But I guess it's good right?
I'm living just fighting the good fight, not poor but content paying mortgage no more rent.

Yet those dollar signs still haunt me.
Stay scrambling chasing money.
It's not important says the family
Is some of the advice that they hand me.
And maybe it doesn't but I'd like the opportunity to see, if maybe having money would make me a better me.
Dominique Arnold Jul 2013
The dreams are becoming more and more real with every night I sleep.

Really me too, that's why I came to you we gotta speak. Ever since she found out, things have been going wrong.

Well what do you suppose we do chant, hold hands, sing a song, and hope things get back to the way they where.

Nah nothing like that my plan was to just **** her.

That's real funny, but I'm serious come on man.

Well I am, this is no joke. I already got the van.
Tinted windows black paint drive to her job she works late. ****** her up, cuff her, shoot her, dump her in the gutter. The plan is flawless, easy smooth like butter.

Have you lost your mind. You must have to make you say, or even think we could even do something.....

Shut up you know this is the way.  She has videos and tapes of what we've done. The bribes the *** she has the smoking gun. Just put a bullet in her head before she ruins or lives she's trying to take away your daughter, **** she's trying to take our wives.  The money the power she's bringing it all to an end.

Alright, your right just tell me what's the plan again.
This is part of a series of story's I'm working on.
Dominique Arnold Jan 2015
Why am I so caught up with my feelings why can't I let them go, anger and frustration are with me every where I go.

Sadness comes at night just to say hello and jealousy and envy are around when you're not here or when you walk out the door.

Self loathing is always present when I feel alone, telling me I'm stupid and ugly and that's the reason you're not home.

And they have become my friends because they always keep me company, but there was a time when happiness was always with me.

And when I think of those times it's when you were with me, and I realize the way I feel about you makes my heart long to be free.
Dominique Arnold Oct 2016
I'm not afraid to say it,
I'm afraid of the dark, but not that
the lights are off in the house type dark.

I mean that true darkness that middle of the night standing outside, you can't see your hand in front of your face dark.

The type of dark where every noise you hear gets your imagination racing with the thoughts of impossible creatures lurking in the night, or the escaped killer waiting for you to slip up and step to close to the bushes or tree your walking past, and then that's it your gone.

So you take off running down the street like an idiot only to make it home time and time again unscathed and perfectly fine mad at yourself for letting your imagination get the best of you saying never again will I let myself be so stupid running away from nothing.

Only to repeat the same actions the very next day.
Dominique Arnold Dec 2013
Love is something that he sometimes regrets when warm salt tears run down her neck.

As they stain collars and ground he realizes the sound, it's the same one he heard his mother make when his father skipped town. Filled with an anger he can't explain a thought crosses his mind that,"I can't be the same he left a wife and child behind and didn't think twice, I've only known her for a year if anything I'm being nice."

As he tumbles down into his mind of his family's screams and fights the, the violence of it all the calm of nights. After the chaos had seemed to come to an end, a type of norm grabs hold again.  

Love has not returned but a peace comes about as he holds her tight as tears pour out. He tells her that he loves her, and he'll be with her always but right now he needs to take some time to see where his mind lays.
Dominique Arnold Jan 2018
I was walking with my boy and he looked at me and said,
There are more things to be afraid of in this world then being dead.

I said like what as I looked at him and he lowerd his head.
What about the feeling of a single mother whos money is short and living everyday and dread.
As her baby girl and young son lay hungry in bed.

And she steaddy trying to work it out and make it all end.
She say she don't need no help, but that's just what she be telling her friends.

In reality shes drowning she done missed her crowning she said she wanted to be a princess but now it's happiness she's doubting.

Everything thing she could have been she feels like she can't, she's hardest on herself because it's only her paying the rent.

By any means necessary but that weighs on the heart and pretty soon you do it so much you forget where it starts, and you end I really wish we could be more than just friends, but I already can here them dudes laughing again.

Calling me Captain save a Thot I ******* hate that word alot, the next person to say it I'm swinging with out any thought.
Cause I'm hot and this talking done got me boiling over.
All because I love her and I want to be there so she can cry on my shoulder.
Dominique Arnold Jul 2013
Ideas building in my brain that make me want to shout,
I need to let it out.

You see but I can't because I never talk,
stay enclosed in my own world, and I'm hunched over when I walk.

Some might say it's because I'm scared, or nervese.

Nah it's because I'm in my own world is,
not the right way to put it,
because they'll say that your crazy,
they'll say your insane.

In a world where they hate those who are different,
you have to be the same,
but I will speak what I feel,
and be who I am,
and live the way I want cause to be honest I dont give a ****.
Dominique Arnold Dec 2013
I've read watched and wrote poems about love, but nothing I've written read or viewed could compare to the way I feel about you.  

My wife it still sounds odd when I say it, but believe me when I say it, there isn't a person who's near that doesn't know how I feel about you.

You see I'm pretty good at expressing myself through words, but that's the problem for there are no words that even come close to explaining the magnificence that is you, but I'm a poet so I will try.  

In the beginning I was going to say how each time I lay with you, everything else seems to melt away and how the tiniest touch from you leaves the hairs on my arm standing up cheering, and hollering for another brush from you.

But as I wrote that down I tore that page out because it wasn't even close enough to explaining how I feel about you.

So then I came up with something else it was when I first kissed you it was at that moment that I knew that God made us for one another because are lips fit together like two pieces of ancient pottery destroyed long ago, finally put back together after centuries of being apart, but even that wasn't enough.

So then I remembered the first time we made love not *** but love because at that time, before you, I didn't know what that was, it was a foreign language that I didn't know. That no high school elective class could teach because they didn't have you or rather I didn't.

But being a man it was something I didn't want to confess but my heart stopped for a minute when we arrived and as I laid next to you I remember the words that flew around like fireworks in my mind and exploded leaving a bright colored phrase shinning bright in my mind "This is going to be my Wife" and it's funny cause that word still sounds odd when I say it but when I do say it God and the heavens above know that I mean what I say, when I say, "I love you."
A poem for my Wife
Dominique Arnold Mar 2014
So tell me who did you come to see the Butcher, the Baker, or the Rhyme Maker or probably all three.

Well they say the Butcher is a wonder with the meat, that's why he has all the women clamoring in the street. He wills and kills to tenderize that veil making it soft and sweet so they know the deal.  

They say the Baker is always up to no good, and he's also one of the main problems that stood, because he would cook it, cut it, and sell it for a profit. Had them all hooked as they said, they could fly while on it.
  
They say the Rhyme Maker keeps to his own.
That his minds an endless wander, and he always seems to roam. You can catch him on a park bench writing to a beat, or just calmly walking as he takes in the street. He's a nut, he's a genius that's what some might say, but I know the truth, he just writes what he felt and saw that day.
Dominique Arnold Mar 2014
The city of unaccomplished goals and dreams have many who sit and mope, some just procrastinate, while others tried but lost hope.

But there's one young man who wants to succeed so bad that it hurts. He's tired of falling and failing, and he's tired of the taste of dirt.

He wants the sweet taste of victory, but lemons are abundant here, but there is no sugar anywhere so lemonade is just bitter tears.

All the houses are made of card board and are blown down by the Big Bad Wolf. But the young man has no home, he walks and roams and it has made him strong and tough.

The Witch of the East in the morning she loves to disturb the city's peace. While the Witch of the West preferred the interruption of the city's rest.

So at night he goes to a secluded place and lays under the stars, and there he meets the man in the moon and they'd converse for hours. He'd tell stories of a cat and a fiddle, and a cow that could jump so high that even the dog would giggle.

He tells him of times that have come and gone, and of things he may never see, but the young man takes this all in awe cause the moon has his curiosity.

He tells the moon that one day he'll finally succeed, he'll have a family and everything and won't have a want or a need. And when he's old and meets with Death he'll have no fear in his heart, but he'll tell her about a theory he has that began his unexpected start.
Dominique Arnold Sep 2015
I cheated, and for that I apologize I was the one who was supposed to keep you happy yet I brought tears to your eyes.

Apologies mean nothing at this point and I know that. This isn't some game I can restart or rerack.

Cause I ****** up I know it's true and when I think about it I see the baby and how it's gone too.

Now when I say its, I mean the baby's life, cause I took that away when I left you as my wife.

It's all my fault I'm responsible for your death, and yet I tried to make it all right and bring you into this mess.

Me and your mother weren't working not even in the beginning and yet we thought having a baby together would keep us going on, and living.

But instead we brought only your death, and I shed many tears for you, and there are still nights I can't rest.

Cause you didn't deserve it, and nither did your mother but I was a cowered who couldn't tell the truth that I was in love with another.

So instead I just left, and left you to die. While you mother stressed herself as she would lay on the ground and cry.

Please, forgive me not a day goes by I don't think about what I did. I know I don't deserve it for taking the life of my kid.

I know it doesn't mean much, and like I said there's no meaning in an apology but for what it's worth please understand I'm sorry.
Dominique Arnold Jan 2015
I don't really know what I want to write today.

My heart is pounding hard and my mind just wants to fight today.

I know there's something there, a topic I'd like to share, and get whatever is in my heart out of there.

But the truth is.......... I'm scared today

I wanted to write lines that told of happier times then maybe something good could come out of today. 

It seems that the future is getting darker and my past is even harder to remember today.

The job has let me go without warning now I flow in a river of bills and problems that I didn't think I'd have today.  

So I'm searching for a job with a face like I could take on a mob because, I don't want my family to sob and, I don't want them to be scared today. 

I'll make it look fine, want hold up a store or a sign and take my daughter to the park today.

I'll hold my wife's hand and tell her I have a plan so she wont have to worry today.

So I make a quick 50 here and 100 there. 
All the while searching to make one thing clear.

I swear I'm going to make tomorrow brighter than it was today.
Dominique Arnold Sep 2015
I played trouble with the Devil today.

He told me he was bored, he was tired of torturing the massive sinning hoards.

It started when he pulled me out of a crowd waiting to be punished, and began to ask me about my family and friends, and how my apartment was furnished.

He then led me to his house and it was strange cause I'd seen it before and as we stepped inside I realized it was the house I lived in as a kid in Flossmore.

He then headed to the kitchen and asked if I wanted a drink, it had been years since I'd had anything so hell yeah was all that I could think.

He laughed and handed me something that looked cool and crisp, I didn't hesitate I grabbed it, and took two big sips.

As I looked up I could see him smiling grinning from ear to ear, he said do you like it I call that the Devils ****, it's my very own home brewed beer.

He pulled out the board game and we began to play and the whole time he talked about his trails and tribulations and what he ate for breakfast that day.

He told me of his sorrow his love and his former boss, he told me how they ******* up the story Paradise Lost.

On and on he went for what seemed like weeks, and then finally he said man I'm getting tired I'm going to go get some sleep.

So he showed me out the door gave me a pint of ***, patted me on the the shoulder and told me to come by tomorrow and we'd go out for some fun.

I walked slowly back in line thinking man I ****** up, if there was any hope in getting out of here that's gone the Devil actually likes me, ******* it I'm stuck.
Dominique Arnold Mar 2014
Your tears are starting to get confused with laughter my dear, I've told you this many times before but you don't seem to hear.

Our maybe it's not your laugh I hear but it's mine, you see I find it entertaining when you complain and whine.  

It would appear that though you have everything, you still want more, your greed has no bounds as you continue on your quest that not even God knows what for.
I've given you all the love I have in this romantic hell of a tragedy that won't end, yet you have turned this into a comedy for me, I laugh while you lurk around your den.  
But the game has begun and it is one that will go down in fame, and I assure I will win cause you have already driven me insane.
A poem for a friend "things are going to change."
Dominique Arnold Mar 2020
Riding into battle sword high ready for the fight.

Friends and Foes had left there woes now silence this moonless night.

She waits breath held for the moment that she shuns there smart she thinks but knows the truth that death is the more clever one.

A clash of steel rings out and echoes across the field as the fights begun they'll wonder who has won its the Puppet Masters at the wheel.
Dominique Arnold Nov 2014
I know there's something wrong with me I can feel it, and no amount of medicine or bandages can heal it.

I'm so distorted that love and lust for me are almost the same, cause I never feel the connection unless I'm doing the shame.

Or maybe not the shame I'll call it the experimental hour.

As two become one and I'm overcome with something that's ours.

A feeling that rushes through the body. Leaving me with a desire to do nothing but be naughty.

The difference with you is I felt the connection before anything happened, and being with you is all that I could imagine.

I do care for you I know I do, and for you there's nothing I wouldn't do.

So if  you give me the chance I can make you smile, keep all your secrets and let you know that I'll be here for a while.

But in the end there's a sad truth that must be said, I've cheated just to get you, so our relationship is already dead.
Dominique Arnold Dec 2013
What does a black kid who wants to rap write about well if he's from the suburbs he'll probably leave the pages white like the folks that where out.  

Since there is no poverty, gangs, or death to report on. I guess he'll sit in his two parent household and be put down cause that's his home, and try to figure out that why in order to be black does he have go through struggle, live on 64th and Sangamon Chicago that's just asking for trouble.

Why aren't happiness and good times associated with the black culture, instead we like it when we're known for stealing, killing and getting over. I guess it's why light skinned people want to claim different races, why dark skinned woman aren't beautiful because we don't like the color of there faces.  

I guess that's why Mike wanted to be white, why every black man woman and child believe that they have to fight, but naw not injustice and poverty, one another the same person you grew up calling your brother.

But what does it matter cause you don't hear my words. I'm just another black man from Richton Park Illinois so I remain unheard.
Does anybody have an answer to that question?  I'd like to hear your opinion.
Dominique Arnold Jan 2015
Everything, I wrote something today.

Days blur together since I'm not with you, **** every thing seems awful since I first kissed you.

Why is it that I decided to even love you, ******* my life up to be beside you, but I'll keep playing this game, showing you I love you when I know you don't do the same.

But I'm stupid for believing it, Thought I could make it work but love is just *******.

It's something they tell for your dreams, makes you feel good before it rips and tears at the seams. cause the truth is your all alone, nobody's got your back and life is better when your gone.
This was a text message
Dominique Arnold Mar 2014
The President of the United States is what I said I'd be when I was a kid, until I talked to my grandma and she said I was black and that's not something that we did.

Cause at that time there was no distinction between race, just people male and female and I didn't judge by the color of there face.

But things change and sometimes, I wish they didn't, because after that talk I began to notice the difference, and the change came not just in color.

It was in the environment, the culture, and the way we talk to each other.

It was at that moment that I felt a tunnel get smaller, I felt limited by words and I couldn't grow any taller.

Being black I felt that all I could be was a rapper or ball player. That my life was predetermined and was already tailored.  

But I'm pushing forward in the military determined to be pilot because one thing is true, the only person to stop you from succeeding is You.
Dominique Arnold Jan 2018
Time racing on past, 26 now trying to see how it happened so fast
wasn't it just yesterday I was sitting in class wasn't it just yesterday I was trying to get the ***.

Well I guess that ain't changed accept now I got one forever since I gave her the ring and not by any means am I saying that that's a bad thing, it just seems like lately we haven't been clicking and our vibe ain't the same.

It ain't neither one of our faults, why sometimes it feels like our love comes to a hault, but I guess it's just life, arguing and fighting but our parents did it right?

There still together, seems like there able to make it through any type of weather or maybe they figured it out cause there so clever or maybe Andre was right and nothing really last forever.

Hey, Ya want to know something that's crazy, is it was like I loved her even more after she had our baby, but trying to be a parent and work has made our lives so crazy, that we don't even have time to be with each other lately.

I guess that's sad, but I just want them to be proud of there dad.

Just like I can, he showed me exactly what it means to be a man, and I'm amazed at all of the things he's done, a man being a father even though he'd never seen one.
Dominique Arnold Jan 2018
Why do you want things more when someone tells you, "you can't have it," is it that childish or rebellious nature that makes you go and grab it.

Or maybe it's that quite whisper deep in your heart that tells you there's a better place with an even better start.

Because even though you have it good you feel it could be better.  So you sit and ponder your path of destruction to wherever, but your clever.

Or so you think, throwing everything you got out, but the kitchen sink, and I'm awfully glad you kept that cause your gonna need a drink.  As you hustle, stressing on you search for the pink, but your a teen didn't they know thats how you think, talking about she's in my math class and she gave me a wink.

Well easy come easy go that's why they call it young flow or young dough wanted to stay together but we just don't know, and I'm not lying I tried to find it but I dont where it go, but yo.

Maybe it never did exist maybe it was only there cause I got to play with her ****, ****.

You know we'd rather it stay, cause we're young it's fun and we love feeling this way.

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