My words are my shield
As the pen that I wield
Protects me and frees me of pain
All at once they’re combined
From my heart and my mind
And they keep me from going insane
My words are my force
That unbolts the course
That restrains and prevents how I thrive
They’re weapons unleashed
From my internal beast
That remind me that I’m still alive
And when I am through
And I’ve spoken my truth
You’ll know that what I say is real
My word is my bond
From here to beyond
That cuts through hot butter like steel

When the words from my lips can’t be contained or controlled
And the yearn of my body
Can combust or explode
There’s three little words that I want you to know
That are deep in my heart, and are felt in my soul
When a stare or caress
Does no justice or fails
To express my condition
In the minor details
Just three little words can describe or express
What I know in my mind, and I can feel in my chest
These are the words that I say unto thee
I love you, I love you, could you love me?

When I speak, I’m hardly heard
There’s lack of power in my words
It’s like my words don’t carry weight
Until I write them on a page
Because the silence in my rage
Ignites when everything’s contained
And I say things out of spite
Despite how ugly and deranged
My sentiment might be
It’s a complete catastrophe
But, when said, I feel relief
From both my friends and enemies
That’s why it’s important just to say
Communicate; portray
The many shades of grey
And ideas put on display
That could turn to violence
If some things aren’t changed

“Run for the hills!”
I heard in my ear
A sound of distress
With underlined fear
“Run for the hills,”
And never look back!”
Then the voice disappeared
Stopped dead in its tracks
Maybe that voice
Was the one in my head
Warning my conscience
Of an untimely death
So I took off and I ran
To escape my own fate
Through hell, I had passage
To the white pearly gates
And when I arrived
An angel was there
To lead me to heaven
To help me prepare
For what was to come
For the inevitable fact
So I ran for the hills,
And never looked back

I’ve written when I’m
angry.
When I was sad or I felt down
Rarely did I pick up a pen
When my life was running sound
When obstacles had been avoided
Or things had gone my way
When you didn’t hear me complaining
About my troubles every day
It’s a rare occurrence I’ve forgotten
It doesn’t happen all the time
When every sentence has an ending
And it fits in perfectly aligned
But today starts a new chapter
I’m happy and it shows
I have something to look forward to
And my confidence now grows
I see big things in my future
Something to start the flame
In a well set new environment
Where my aim is to reach for fame
Not to gloat or be braggadocious
But because my skill sets reached its peak
I’ve attained a whole new level
If maintained, one I can keep
And I can strive for greatness
Not stuck in remorse or self defeat
Because I’ve become a person that I’m proud of
Who I respect and hold in high esteem

On the last day of all time
You’ll find me in your arms
Reminiscing of the day
You set off my alarms
The memories, the bad, the good
We dared to dream, and did the best we could
We’ll cry, and weep, and shed some tears
And be grateful for our time; the years
We got to spend, both you and I
Watching sunsets fade from golden skies
And when all is said and done
It wasn’t all half bad, we had some fun.
And we’ll stare into each other’s eyes
Hug, and say our last goodbyes
Then I’ll whisper that this is not the end
That I’ll see you sometime soon, again
Whether on the moon or in the stars
In the afterworld, I’ll bend the bars
And pledge to you right then thereof
My solemn vow and eternal love

Without feathers, I’m soaring
I’m light on my feet
Flying past landscapes
The wind on my cheeks
At first, I thought I was dreaming
But I was still counting sheep
So I knew I was awake
And not fast asleep
With my arms out extended
I reached mountain peaks
I flew over oceans
Over the shallow and deep
I thought about landing
Nonchalant and discreet
But instead, I kept soaring
Because the view was so sweet