I love to read poetry in motion
I love to read poems that flow

But I'm caught in this crossfire
Because I must write about my life

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil, for you are with me
Your rod and your staff, they comfort me

I honestly grow insecure as I get older
Because even when you hot there comes a day when you get colder

Comes a day when you slower, time is taking its toll
45 on the back of the jersey upon your soul

I'm scared of letting go, I don't know what the future holds
My nightmares are having nightmares
I'm quite scared of what's right and fair

How I fear an eternity
Will I hear well done when he turn to me?

Will I hear you care too much about
All this stuff that really don't matter?

You chase the wind and you don't want it
Got to the top of a 2 foot ladder

What's after I can capture all this mess my heart was after?
Will I end up empty-handed when I stand before my master?
Did I master the mathematics of a passive disaster?

Add in my selfish ambition
All the while, subtracting what matters
I don't know

At late nights, I can't sleep
Will I fall? Will I peep?

Through the curtains, all I see, fingers pointed at me
And they watching, and they watching
And I'm wondering what they thinking and thinking bout'
At late nights, I can't sleep
Counting cash, counting sheep

In high school, we tried to act all tough
I remember a couple times, I couldn't back that up
Like when I ran from them vetoes, scuffing up my sapatos
Scared of losing my high, I was so embarrassed inside
If I could go back in time, I would stand and say something like

I ain't never scared, never scared, never scared
I'm lying, I'm scared of these thoughts in my head
I'm scared of possibly pushing people right over the ledge
When I say I pledge allegiance to the struggle

Then, I turn around and buckle
Under stress and under pressure

Bible on my dresser that can teach my pain a lesson
But I rather not address it
Address that's in depression

I'm scared if I confess it
That you gonna' look at me like I'm something less
And I'm such a mess

And it just so happen, I'm wrestling with my status
I'm trying to see me like He do, not focusing on this madness

They count on me, count me out on a count of they fear and doubts
Keep account of my wrongs, trying to keep me inside they house

Some just keep me around, I wonder what that's about
Yeah! They wanna be politically correct, I suppose
But I'm comfortable in my skin

While they just pretending they clothes
I'm scared of falling and failing
In front of all of my foes

And I feel some friends are unfaithful
So, I keep my small circle closed
I don't want no handouts or favors, no functional saviors
I'm a tell that truth till it **** me

I'm chilling with my Creator
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus to all of my haters
For the ones that think I forgot him
And the ones who won't let me say
I ain't scared no mo'

Everybody always
have  has something to say rather you like it or not
But, don't take it to heart

A plundering sky,
with weeping eyes...

Cries tear of blood,
that floods our lives...

Like a bus on the tracks,
then a train crash...

Many lives taken,
From something mistaken...

Weather fault of one,
or fault of two...

Misused words,
will only **** you...

As a plain flies high,
and a submarine down low...

Life can be hard,
and won't let go...

Make your decision,
take your path...

If you don't think now,
Life will pass fast...

Is this true,
what's your thought...

Because in your mind,
is where it starts...

How can one be content,
if they know no different....

How can life change,
if your not willing to change....

How can one be real,
if they don't know how to feel...

Life throws many curves at one.....
The thing is can you adapt....

To hope is to believe....
To fear is to fail....

To love,
To hate,
To life and faith...

To God above,
to the ones we love...

**** will always happen...
The thing is......

How will you handle it.......

Hello to my mother
For she is in Heaven
Hello to my father
For he is asleep
Hello to my brother
For he is he
Hello to my sister
For she loves me
Hello to my niece's and nephew's
For they make me laugh
Hello to their children
Who make me complete

A lost soul i was
For most of my life
Without a family
With no hope in sight

Now back with my family
Which gives me true life
I have now been granted
This gift of true life

my girl told me i love my dog more then her
so i put them both in the trunk of my car
drove around for a short bit to think
i popped the trunk to talk
she hauled off and slapped me
and my dog jumped in my arms
showing me nothing but love
i guess she was right

Bleed is what my sins tell me
Greed leads me to my own misery
Hurt is where it leads me
Pain let's me know that i am filthy

Lies is what they me
Despise is my way of living
When I die who will take me

Lord can you forgive me

i had once feel lost
in a place i know well

maybe it was the spice i smoked
why did i agree to take a puff

****,
i didn't have clue
where i was at
or what day it was

we sometimes don't think what we do
or even ask our self should we do it

we always try to stay ahead of the game
but it only takes one time

that one unthought decision
can effect your life

Excitement in life,
is a driving factor.

Does chasing the excitement,
die after the catch.

The thrill usually dies,
after the catch.

The catch and throw back,
is something to be expected.

Sometimes the grass is greener,
sometimes it's not.

How does one figure it out?

Easy,
only you know what you want.

Expect change!!!!

Expect different!!!!

Expect curiosity!!!!

The unknowing????

So what is your thrill????

1.   If you have a question ask it.
2.   No question is a dumb question
3.   No is a complete sentence, no explanation required.
4.   If you have something on your mind, just say it.
5.   You cannot control what another one thinks, so don't worry about.
6.   Always be truthful and honest.
7.   Set goals and follow your dream.
8.   Never complain and never make excuses,
9.   Stay true to yourself and others
10. Show respect, love and care.
11. Think before you speak.

Life is defiantly a journey with ups and downs and keep pushing for what you want out of life.

It is not necessarily how you get there, just as long as you get there!

A storey of love....

She's black.....
I am white....

She's beautiful....
I'm old and very wise....

From the beginning,
We knew it was right....

She had a man,
yet we had a plan...

Take it day by day,
is all we could say....

Yet our love would grow deep...
As we fulfilled each others needs...

The time did come,
when she would move in...

It was an awesome time,
that I'll never forget....

The haters they came
and wedged us away....

We are still close,
and that's all I can say..

For those who sleep, I stay awake
For those who dreams, I constantly work

The things I want, the things I need
Are those things that come from my many dreams

My dreams have become crystal clear
As God now leads me and I hold him very dear

From my past, from the years I've used
Are days in my life, that I now refuse

From the years of my past, I've created my life
A life like no other, is the life I once had

How can anyone explain their life from the past
All I can say to one, is that life goes very fast

Hold on to that dream, they do come true
It has built my passion, to help the one's that keep true

No I am not God, nor do I have a crystal ball
But I can guarantee you, your dreams can come true

Do unto others
As they have ****** you

Thinking back in time,
full of truth and full of lies.

Some come with happiness
and some come in decline.

There comes a time in life,
where we cannot hide.

The feelings of love,
trying to hold them inside.

With a *** full of emotions,
we never know what shines.

Some time feeling out of time
While feeling out of line

I feel the wind pass by
It could all be over in the twinkle of an eye

I might get besides myself and over this ride.

All sorts of emotions to hide,
I'm gonna lose my mind in time.


The truth is in the light
Who was wrong or right

Afraid to look behind you
I don't care who you talking to

Apologize for the wrong you done
The war and battle I won

Like I am the chosen one
I did it for Fame and fun

Singled out in a crowd,
by that one girl's passionate eyes....

A stare from across the room,
thar sent chills down my spine......

She was hot as a pistol,
and just grabbed my heart......

She walked by me,
with a flip of her hair......

Then said to me,
will you be mine......

I started to choke,
but I did reply.......

I said to her,
with that gleem in my eye's.....

I can take you places,
were you will think you are high.....

We walked off together,
hand in hand.....

We made passionate love,
that seemed to never end......

We still stay in touch,
she has her man....

But she says he just doesn't saisfy her,
like I can.....

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools," said I, "You do not know –
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you.
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said,
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence.

A place we go
Where we do know

What we say
and what we do

It a place we go
To be a fool

You'll say things
You aren't supposed to

You'll break your golden rule

You'll tell on yourself
You'll tell on a friend

One to many
Can make it the end

I would take any pain
to keep our love sane

i would hide any hurt
just to keep you smiling

i would starve myself
so you never have to hunger for love

i would hide any tears
to fulfill your dreams

i would travel a lifetime
to keep your happiness

you are the reason
i love
i smile
i dream

your are why i'm
so happy
so fulfilled
so loving

my life is built around you
for a lifetime and together

we can always love each other
through the true meaning of real love

to protect
to honer
through sickness
though health

to death
when we continue
our everlasting love

1.  Being busy does not equal being productive.
2.  Great success is often proceeded by failure.
3.  Fear is the #1 source of regret
4.  Your self worth must come from within.
5.  Your only as good as those you associate with.
6.  Life is short.
7.  You don't have to wait for ans apology to forgive.
8.  You are living the life you created.
9.  Live in the moment.
!0. Change is inevitable - embrace it.

If you have no meaning, you have no life
If you have no life, you have no meaning

If you do not understand love, you will never understand life
If you do not understand life, you will never understand love

If you never hurt, you will never feel
If you never feel, you will never hurt

If you never dream, your life will remain empty
If your life is empty,  you will never dream

If you have no hope, you will never have faith
If you have no faith, you will never have hope

Windblown trees,
without their leaves...

Like a skelaton,
dangling in the wind...

One will see life,
as one will see death...

As the sun hits the air,
leaves appear out of nowhere...

Yet the bones,
will only turn to dust...

A tree of life,
yet death hangs close...

As I lay back and think about my life,
from my childhood to the end.

Like most kids we played our own way.
We made up our rules for the game of the day.

In our adolescent years 13 to 19 which is our puberty years.
We learn about life and what does it mean.

Then in our twenties is when we have fun.
We experiment with ***, drugs and love.

When we hit our thirties, life then begins.
We look for a wife, a job or  career .

The fourties then come, and then to some.
Life starts to change from fun and games.

When the fifties hit, it'***** and miss.
They try to have fun and sometimes it comes.

They then hit sixty, and it's now their time.
Time to slow down and have simple fun.

Now in their seventies, life starts to change.
Some get dementia, some go away.

Wow the eighties, life gets hard and help is needed.
Show them your love, their your family.

Then comes the nineties, there not much fun. We keep hope hospice in mind with love and god.

100 hits, someone made it. What a day, it's celebrated in every way.

as I sleep my days away
for the passion of the night

standing on the corner at midnight
trying to get my courage up

in the streets again
of the lonely nights

with losers and hustlers
were nothing is right

one old lady
looked sweet that night

with an ankle bracelet
that said, don’t be lonely tonight

as she winked at me
and drifted into the night

as my life has always been
lonely days and lonely nights

As the world consumes me,
is there a way out...

Not by death,
but by happiness...

Struggles from day to day,
for the most of us...

Bills behind...
Relationships going bad...
Haters in the streets...
Fake friends..

We all have our own stories,
truth be told...

But when the girl u luv,
hurts with pain...
We do the best we can...

When one doesnt accept the truth...
We do the best we can....

When lies are told about you,..
We do the best we can...

Some feel spite and anger,
is the answer...

Some hold resentment,
for things done wrong...

How can we be free...
Just do the best you can...

Find God.
understand the meaning of love...

The best you can.

They say we live the AMERICAN DREAM...

500 thousand homeless....
48.1 million go hungry....
16,238 murders per year....
1.1 million foreclosures....
8 million jobless....
Where racism still exist...
Lack of real Government...
A very weak economy.....
A weak education system...
Where poverty still exist...

If this is the AMERICAN DREAM,
somebody needs to wake me the **** up....

stagering in your darkened rain of pain
slicken and soiled from your stains

with the skulls of your past lying in dirt
with these feelings of lonlyness, pain and hurt

as i look into your empty eyes
which show nothing but immortality of hate

stricken by the path of bones from your past
with empty  hearts scattered in  your trail of blood

i can only see that your only about pain and misery
which your feelings inside only comfort you with hurt

the only time you smile is from the death of a loved one
the times you cry is when no one loves you

why do you do the things that you do
why do you tell me that  *i love you

I'm just a puppet,
in your show...

Pull my strings,
and lets go...

I can say,
the things u wanta hear...

I can say,
hey lets play...

I can be your smile,
I can be ur laugh...

But we will always know,
that im the one in control..

I set the tone,
and u set the mood...

Is it the things we do...
Or is it because i love u...

Termoil and comotion,
what's the right potion...

Love or hate,
what makes it great...

Bury me softly in this womb
I kept this part of me from you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In a tomb... in bloom

Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I decorate it like a grave
Well you don't understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now I'm a man
Who won't let himself be

Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied

Down in a hole and they've put all
The stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
Of my feelings beneath

Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied

Bury me softly in this womb
Oh I want to be inside of you
I give this part of me for you
Oh I want to be inside of you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
Oh I want to be inside of you
In a tomb... in bloom
Oh I want to be inside...

Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, losin my soul
Down in a hole, feelin so small
Down in a hole, outta control
I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied

How can one who loved u so,
is now the one who hates u so...

From passionate feelings,
to spiteful words...

From happy thoughts,
to only anger...

To plotting ones move,
to only to hurt you...

The life of love,
Is to give and to take...

But when the feelings die,
much is at stake...

One will try harder to hate,
then to let things go....

This in life,
is what makes life old..

To be single and breathe,
what shall it be...

Or to love someone,
as we grow old...

I cannot understand most people...
Why do people put limitations on their life?

Yet, everyone seems to be broke....
Struggles in life......
Poor mouths and borrows.....

The answer.....

Fear the unknown...
Lazy in life....
No drive or aggression....

All the excuses in the world.....

Excuses are tools of incompetency that build monuments of nothing
and people that use them are seldom good at anything else!!!!!

I don't want to hear I had a tough life...
Step in my shoes.....

The two most important in my world is God and $$$$
People say that I am all about money......

Yes I am, how can I help people if I am broke...
Sew into someones life and watch them grow...

Stay positive....
There is always a flip side to everything....
Never speak doubt.....

God wants you to have big things,
ask him for them and quit blaming him...

It's not God's fault,
it's one's own fault, poor you boohoo....

Sorry if I offend,
some must hear this....

Learn what love really means...

When I think about love and passion
I always find myself hurting and crashing

Full of bumps, bruises and nothing but the blues
Makes me think of my life as the same old news

Deciphering between being the victim
or committing the crime leaves me blind

With nothing else to do but think of myself
I have a quick discussion about the circumstances

I have only been through way to many times
And has drawn the same conclusion every time

I am a gluten for punishment, and enjoy it

All my life I have been living on my own
Living well and yes having a few problems

I have always lived, knowing who God was
But never making him part of my life

As I have grown older
I have finally decided to start hanging out with him
He guides in a way that I have never expected

It is so cool, he is nothing like people portray him to be
He actually a really cool dude and we talk often

He differently knows how to have a good time
Some people want to meet my new friend, some don't

He tell's me Dave no big deal, I still got their back
He is such a good and loving man and ask nothing from me
Except to show real love and to help others

He has guided me in a way that you cannot believe
I still do a lot of the not so good things that I do
and he always forgives me

He is now my best friend and he has surrounded me with so many good people and has opened up many doors for me

Doors to success, wealth and gave me meaning

As the rain finally stop
I hear the last of the drops

The fading moon dark gray skies
Now showing a new misty blue

The sounds of pouring rain
Now changes to singing birds

As the sun crevices through the trees
I now hear squirrels running in the trees

I fight myself to open my eye's
Enjoying myself in the dream world

Still darkened in this house
I find myself needing relief
Not quite aiming correctly

As I continually fight my eye's
I find day old coffee in the ***
Which is ok my by me
Thank god for the microwave

I now sit at my desk
To start the next day

i can no longer write
there's nothing in my head
i have purged my mind
it's know in a vacuum

i can no longer find hurt nor pain
i can no longer find heart ache that drove me insane
i can no longer find haapy thoughts along with the insane

the visios, illusions the sights of delusions there all gone
i can't even think of heaven or hell
i no longer see god as well as the devil

there's no sunshine or pouring rain's, the oceans are gone all the same
the trees, the flowers, the smells in the air, i can no lonner find them they have vanished in thin air

i can no longer find love or even *** for a matter of fact
i can't even see death nor a life instead

whate am i to do now that my mind is gone
i'll sit here and cry about it
then write about it all

What can I write for her ?

let me think ?
i got it !
IN THE HEAT OF THE PASSION  AS WE HELD OUR BODIES TOGETHER
no not in the mood to go there.

hmmm maybe this ?
AS SHE BROKE MY HEART, THE WORDS FAITHFUL DISAPEARED
no don't want to go there

ok, i'll try this .
AS I SIT IN MY TEARS OF PAIN
no, no, no, way to depressing.

aww, this will get her back.
YOUR BEAUTY CAN'T BE TOLD WITH WORDS, A HEART SO FORGIVING
**** that, what a joke.

i got it, i really i do.
**** HER
she ain't worth the effort.

i have a pitbull named muffin
          a cat named cat
          a gold fish that i thought was a piranha
         and a bird that wouldn't shut up

muffin and cat, fight everyday
i'm scared of that fish, i heard they eat people
and that ******* bird, it won't shut up

muffin and cat has torn my house apart
the fish bowl stinks
and there's bird feed everywhere

what am i to do
i'm now half insane
should i get a wife
to drive me insane

I knew someone who dreamed of being lonely and they remain lonely
I knew someone who dreamed of being poor and they remained poor
I knew someone who dreamed of going nowhere and they went nowhere
I knew someone who dreamed of death and they died

I knew someone who dreamed of friends and they had many friends
I knew someone who dreamed of being wealthy and they became rich
I knew someone who dreamed of traveling and they went to exotic places
I knew someone who dreamed of love and they fell in love

I have crimson eye's in moonless skies
I bleed from my conscience and steal from the dead

I play with fear and runs with hate
I never think it's over, it's never to late

I creeps through the night and hide during the day
I play these games of fright and hate

I make people cry and wishes them for dead
I'll give up a life because I'm already dead

I'll travel the world just to find you
I'll teach you sin just to know you

Your life will go nowhere
Your feelings will be dead

You'll love my ways they always do
I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways

You never think that you learn my ways
But you came to me, not i to you