Given the gift of giving life forgiveness, always keeps giving.

If it was meant to be,
than we will see,
If it was meant to flee,
Than allow the wave's,
To capture our sea......

A

B-beaten
R-ripped into pieces
O-overwhelmed
K-kaous
E-evil
N-neglected

H-hated
O-ordeal
M-manipulated
E-exhausted; environment.

In this poem, as I continue to roam, where have I gone, and where is my home?

Waiting for my insides to cry, this spell to speak is no lie, pure demand to tighten this square, left alone I can not bare, in fear for myself is my only scare, little by little it begins to tear, these cases to me are all so real, to read my thoughts is how I deal, with all my struggle to find a place, to calm my nerves and stop this chase, of all that grabs my inner self, count my blessings and my wealth, prevent a curse in which has no power, to fall with force and heavy shower, cut my time in half for free, touch my heart and you will see.

Traveling by sea, as the darkness omits light onto thy tide, I have no place to run, and no place to hide, my fear is cold and my strength can't die, I've kept head above water for so long, and now with my deepest and darkness cry, as I stare at the sky, and ask; why try, why cry, wait I don't deserve to die, while I cry my final sigh.......

In life, always think twice and make the right decision once.



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PoETEPETE
~©~ Protected & never neglected.
{2000 ~ 2017)

Keep your circle small,

          And continue to stand,

                    Proud and tall........

I love to not, fight, writers block.

Hard to live with all of this weight, when it gets rough I begin to hate, follow me there is all that I hear, it's not so easy and that's what I fear, hold my strength with full grip, this path is wet so I can't slip, tear my face to endless pleasure, time right now is hard to measure, steal a cloud and take that walk, life is real and that's my shock, even ice is oh so brittle, take me there or shrink me little......

Each and everyday, we have a choice to stay, or continue to allow the devil to play.

Mind control is fun, and by far, more powerful than any gun......

Relaxed with proper posture, while my golden mind speeds, like a flying saucer......

Let this demon free
Who wonders and cries inside of me,
Clinching my soul and even my breathe,
He drains me complete like crystal
****,
Stealing my brain but not my heart,
I'm still the same as from the start,
Judge me now and sentence me
later,
My love for you will always grow greater......

Please, take life slow, because we never know.

On a daily, our minds are exercised,
Whether we like or enjoy it, or entirely despise, we have to continue to thread water, even thru the darkest cries, the strengthful tries, the empty lies, and the curled up sighs, of painful nights, now look up to the skies, because it just doesn't stop, so why should WE?

You work with a powerless handmade heart, in which you let me conceive from the start, dismantled words that were never set free, here's my chance for you to be me, now tighten that noose we are about to ride, these feelings inside I can no longer hide, true emotions that tend to spill, until I drown in my soul, and prey my ****, like a plan gone bad with no excuse, my labor adds up but there is no use, nothing to win and nothing to lose, my entire life with you I had no clue, open your mind and stop and think, that what you've done has made you sink, to the backend of the ocean where no one swims, I see you float with broken limbs, poison control is my title, my name tag reads "strictly suicidal", with God as my witness and satan as your idle, your breathe will stop at your next trial.....

When the walls tend to close,
the light of solitude is in vision,
And when the doors tend to open,
it's like a beautiful mission,
with a clearer vision.

........Death,
is not the answer,
to your cancer........"*** cancer",
I was born to be Earth's angel dancer,      
now continue to dance,
Because this is your answer,
again, and again, "*** cancer".

1st - use your mind first,
2nd - 1st use your mind..

Thinking exotic, and setting goals, is so ******......

Shine it up good, and wear it like you own it, and always be cautious of not knowing it, now start owning it......

The mind begins to bend, in odd direction, a mixture of emotions, and kaotic affection, is this my mind or life, losing connection? No Fucken alarm, and no **** detection, it just swallows my mind, and creates a section, where have I've gone, With my life's *******? Chasing my mind, that has no protection, but me myself and I, are the only correction, as the mirror explodes, at my fucken reflection, now the person I see, I just lost my complexion, put all of the pieces together, and it's still a rejection.........

These heavy swells, with high tides, give life a few options, for facinating rides.......

Ruined space to make me try, over and over I hear my cry, block this blame from my path, think out loud and do my math, cut me open and steal my pride, I thought by now it should of died, burn this case which was never dismissed, plot my move without a kiss, turn my blame in every direction, to find my way to a new selection, hide this chain but not to far, land this pain with a bleeding scar.....

Every text message we ever send,

as human nature, we always read it again, after we hit send,

just wish all human nature can do this in life, when we think it's the end.

I have a vision,
of my brain melting on lined paper,
as I divulge my inner demon,
and exhale this passionate vapor,
my mind begins to capsize,
as waves crash into the sunrise,
like screaming howls,
as I stare into a deadly wolves eyes,
eyes, golden like this California sunrise.........

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Written by
PoETEPETE
{2000 ~~ 2015}
~©~ Protected & never neglected.

Never back down, because being cautious, makes me nauseas.....

Count my strikes one by one, at one time I was almost done, steal my strength you always say, I'm still myself until this day, clear my throat with this dry air, think of me you can not bare, find my flaws and take my time, hold your breathe and stop your mind, give your soul what it deserves, it may be rough it may have curves, coach until we break this chain, for your mistakes only you to blame, take all of the places in which you create, don't push to hard because you will need that gate, to maybe lean or to fall, don't stand to long before that call.....

Reflection is the best selection,
When your mind, body, and soul, lose connection,
time to reflect, look in the mirror for a positive reflection,
search for mind, body, and soul, affection, this shall be, the correct selection,
Everyday life, has a different perception,
Now use your mind, body, and soul, for some more positive protection,
Before you lose your marbles, to the minds deception,
Exercise your brain muscle, and release the tension,
Work overtime on it, as if it were your retirement pension,
Remember protect the mind, body, and soul, again and again I shall mention.......

Passion kills depression, while  depression kills passion.......

Prosper and grow, now let the whole entire world know, that it's now time, to prosper and grow, now, here is your biggest show to prosper and grow.....Everyday is a show, so put on your biggest and baddest smile, and let your teeth show.........

After the leaves fall,
Memories is all.....

As I lay to rest, my mind goes at speeds I could of never guessed, as I plug my ears and hum along I can feel the squeeze in my chest, is this my mindset or confusion?  I could of never guessed, as I lay here to rest, the beating in my mind, the tightness in my chest, the human mind battling a human test, north east south or west my navigation has been hacked by the best, I could of never guessed, as I wear a Kevlar vest, this human was attacked by the mind and suffered in the chest, wait, what about the Kevlar vest? What about the Best? What about the rest? What about the human test? What about the tightness in the chest?  All of this I could of never guessed........

Who am I, what happened to me, myself, and I, is this my life or an entire lie, or is there a world of hope between you and I, as I cross a golden dagger thru my eye, now do I cry, sigh, or fly, into a world of darkness between me, myself, and I.....?

You gave me life, you gave me chance, today I want to give you an entire day, and now again I'm finally able to say, thank you for everything, everyday, every way, and however else that I can express in any which way.........

Life's simple steps, like 1,2,3, is a simple way to be, and I enjoy a simple life you see, especially if I could
live twice in my life, and continue my honesty.

I looked over, and I seen the passion in his eyes, as he waved hello and told his daughter to be safe and good bye, we shared words like "at least they are spending the night at school and safe" and he said "oh yes, we just got to have faith" as he continued to watch his daughter walk off into the night, as my daughter walked by her side, with these two girls, us fathers, will be alright, his smile stretched from ear to ear, with his white collared shirt, I can see his honest and proud heart so clear, such a passionate man, who kept his daughter so near and dear, this morning my daughter told me that, he is now in heaven and here came my tear and a loud cry, that young girl, has her fathers eyes.......I pray for your Father to Rest In Paradise, as he continues to live thru you, and your eyes.

Free, present, and steady
My mind, minds its own, this way it is always ready.

Support and structure, were at one point ideal, but now as days fly by the ******* is all real, I'm a solo soldier, with a very lonely soul, my mind has  exploded, and every second I suffer the toll, I'm in it alone, like it's been since birth, hard to hold a value to self, when you have never felt self worth, as I walk and witness, I witness and walk, the more that I witness, the less that I talk.

Music allows me to sleep, and it makes my life nice and neat, now RePete after Pete, good vibrations can take care of all situations......

Pulling my veins from hollow cracks, pushing my prayers to the max, lying down inside of myself, open courage and ******* up wealth, drowning in the mist of sobriety, like a raw egg shell that is chipping away in society, leave the trap that tends to hold, my curled up skin that feels so cold, is this me or a ruptured cell? That was cloned on the out skirts of hell, blessed within my tearing thoughts, just give me a home to tie these knots, severed ends that choke within, my flying heart and evil sin, I ache inside with recycled hate, no disposal but is it too late?????

2-Pete's in 1, a.k.a"Gemini",
now throw an "O", before the "E",
Now tell me, what do you see?

Solo, So Low,
as this black bird glides solo,
              Solo, So Low,
sometimes I can hear it's feathers,
                            flapping in my pillow,
                                   Solo, So Low.......

Life's spoken truth,
              





                  Now we have to,
            




                 Convince the youth....

Have to cut thru this final stage
Minute after minte, I express my rage,
I can not give up to any extent
The grave to me, is not yet meant.