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Michael LoMonaco Jun 2018
Limits are not an option,
Battling to complete a mission.

Throwing away the cane,
As I sprint to the finish line.

The curse of mental illnesses won’t weaken me,
Medical impairments will not slow me down.

With too many priorities to achieve,
There is no room for any fragility.

Complexity will always surround the cause,
But reason will always prevail against defects.

No disability will ever hold me back,
As I fight a war opposing disorders.
Michael LoMonaco Nov 2016
It was that wicked drug,
Not some contagious bug,
That caused a goodbye without a hug.

We certainly cried when you died,
And our tears eventually just dried,
Because your potential to shine was denied.

Even though you are dead,
A fact that we all dread,
After knowing what life you have led,
And every battle that caused bloodshed,
We are confident for what is ahead.
This poem is dedicated to my brother, who died at age 33 from an overdose on painkillers. I love you with all my heart and soul!
Michael LoMonaco Aug 2016
Destiny can deceive our dreams,
Wrecking the quest for success.

The plot is arranged in order,
But the conclusion is waiting to be told.

Anticipation is a lethal weapon,
As the sword of curiosity can kills goals.

Follow the story with caution,
So the plan won’t stab you in the back.
Michael LoMonaco May 2017
Mental illness held me prisoner,
As dread controlled my cognitions.

A hostage that could break anxiety,
Held captive by my own demons.

Forced into a life of isolation,
Hiding to avoid society’s flaws.

Needing to conquer apprehension,
Struggling to get out of my chains.

Declaring war against my fright,
Bravery had to prevail to beat horror.

Fighting panic as phobias resisted,
Battling an enemy that denied living.  

Courage broke breakable steel,
Made from fear that was meant to fracture.
Michael LoMonaco Sep 2016
We search for justice in our pastime,
Finding some meaning in our hobbies.

Claiming leisurable acts stand for purpose,
A campaign leading to respected commitment.

People desire pursuits by warranted devotion,
Allegiance propels loyalty to principled activities.

Sometimes—just appreciating fun is gratifying enough,
Exploring no reason for enjoying positive interests.

Pleasure can prevail more without its complicated morals,
Letting excitement shine by value of uncommitted thrills.
Michael LoMonaco Feb 2017
Barriers try to block my aim for success,
Threatening victory through destruction.

Visions of glory endure harm by persistence,
Pursuing achievements with passionate resistance.

Desires defy oppositions that halt progress,
As growth strives for productive advancements.

Positive results are on a hard mission,
In a struggle to withstand society’s defects.

Always rejecting shortcomings as factual terms,
Not allowing truths of reality define my aspirations.
Michael LoMonaco Dec 2016
Talent is a gift that should be held tight,
Utilizing the skills in order to gain success.

Unfortunately, I have seen a man destroy his abilities,
Wasting a brilliant mind through wicked drugs.

I ran through the fires of hell to earn his intelligence,
Shedding tears and blood to earn the same glory,
And all his potential was given to him at birth.

He threw his expertise down the trash,
All for a vile pill that brings artificial happiness,
Eventually, that evil substance killed him in his sleep,
Never having the chance to shine on the land of opportunity.

Anger boiled through my veins due to a wonderful mind collapsing,
Now, I must grieve properly while securing my own future,
Fighting for the right path to happiness and prosperity.
Michael LoMonaco Aug 2018
Society says tears of a man shows weakness,
That the warrior can no longer fight with honor.

He lost his ability to fight with his sword,
Unable to show aggressiveness in battles.

Sorrow from lost love is a justified defense,
Agony by the torturing whip breaks the man.

Resistance from not crying drains stamina,
A war all men lose by the hardships in life.
Michael LoMonaco Nov 2017
The stigma from ordinary raises the bar,
Intensifying the level that’s regarded as success.

Society envisions a perfect portrait,
A picture with ideal coloring.

Black and white dye can possess boldness,
Yet life could judge the lack of bright colors.

The drawing still has the same meaning,
Even in the absence of glowing beauty.

When common is frowned upon,
Normal develops a bad reputation.

Artwork presenting stronger purpose is best,
Despite the masterpiece missing coloration.

If average offers powerful reason,
Design that great image with routine paint.
Michael LoMonaco Nov 2016
Your face turns red with blood,
Seeing veins looking like they are about to burst.

Perspiration flow similar to a river,
As sweat falls down the face.

Temperature rises to levels of the sun,
Feeling like you are about to burn up.

Heart races to the speed of light,
Experiencing a high pulse that’s unsafe.

Most people see these signs as you are angry,
Witnessing fury which is affecting your health.

Take a deep breath by inhaling through your nose,
And exhaling directly out of your mouth.

You can help release the tension by proper ventilation,
Breathing out the stressors of life when furious.
Michael LoMonaco Feb 2018
When the pain magnifies,
Unhealthy habits can grow,
Adding fuel to the misery.

Instead, I become lost,
But I lose myself by involvement,
Getting active by being energetic.

Exercising the mind and body,
Whether I am reading a book,
Or working out my muscles.

Numbing myself through activity,
You can say being busy is a bad habit,
But it’s better that the demons of drugs.
Michael LoMonaco Apr 2018
Traditional patterns form a routine,
Creating rituals that are tough to quash.

Trapped in habitual ways of dependency,
Establishing a reliance on customs.

Indulgences like smoking are rough to beat,inspirational
Poetry, poems Tendencies such as laziness are hard to crush.

In order to abolish the trends of old habits,
Self-discipline must prevail against obsession.

Even though compulsive behaviors are addictive,
Ambition to quit unhealthy desires is always possible.
Michael LoMonaco Aug 2016
The plot is set for drama,
Promising an interesting tale.

Our thirst is strong for the mystery of life,
Like an animal craving its prey.

Only the journey is written,
With the book telling an eternal story.

Keep reading the fascinating chapters,
Which will pleasure the curious response.
Michael LoMonaco Nov 2016
You feel overwhelmed by difficulties of life,
Causing stress in your daily livelihood.

Anxiety slips into your mind and body,
Leading to nerve-racking tensions.

This world has got the best of you,
Triggering pressure that’s hard to conquer.

Engulfed in the flames of adversities,
Feeling hopeless as you think nothing can help.

There is optimism waiting for you at the end,
But you need to brawl the hardships through ambition.

Fighting by using self-discipline and determination,
You can win the war on torturous obstacles.
Michael LoMonaco Jul 2018
Misery was always in the plot,
Telling a tale consisting of hardships.

Determination created a fast path to glory,
As the end result led to new experiences.

Feelings of joy produced intense emotions,
With the mind learning how to adapt to bliss.

Life is moving at lightning speed with thrills,
Instead of dragging out in a pit of despair.

As my cognitions are adjusting to change,
I will always fight to keep contentment alive.
Michael LoMonaco Jan 2017
Pain expresses creativity from the artist,
As the creator develops ideas inspired by misery.

The designer creates a masterpiece due to agony,
Sharing their work which is a symbol of meaning.

Throughout history, anguish has motivated the best works,
Establishing exhibits that have led to recognition from fame.

Even though despair is a horrible curse,
Possessing a wonderful imagination in art is a gift.
Michael LoMonaco Mar 2018
Dread accelerates to terrorizing proportions,
As the abnormal fear response kicks into gear.

Your surroundings close you in,
Even when in an open field.

Panicking like a life or death situation,
Yet the conditions are completely normal.

Temperature rises to burning levels,
Feeling the heat ******* up your oxygen.

Heart rate climbs to a rapid pace,
Believing a heart attack is happening.

Whenever a panic attack occurs,
The key to survival is saying you will survive.
Michael LoMonaco Dec 2018
The scenario is unhappy one,

Frustrated with the current conditions.



Chaos is dictating the conscious,

With the devastation manufacturing pain.



Alter the nightmare by shifting gears,

Rising from the misery by envisioning bliss.



The imagination is a strong tool,

Modifying horror with peace.



Enter a place where the sun shines,

By producing visions of tranquility.



Viewing the palm trees through images,

Reaching paradise without leaving home.
Michael LoMonaco Jun 2018
Devised before the moment of birth,
A blueprint was created by God.

A chain of events that will take place,
Designing a predestined future that shall occur.

These trends are all part of the plan,
Setting up a test built upon virtue.

The pattern consists of many barriers,
A journey one must complete for glory.

The trail will provide two dictions,
Providing an exam based on faith.

A road which offers darkness,
And a route that provides light.

The almighty already knows your choice,
Foreseeing the quest that’s already predicted.
Michael LoMonaco Aug 2016
Boredom causes a fake illusion,
Believing that the clock moves slowly.

False perception of time becomes stressful,
Begging the experience to end quicker.

Irritation inflames patience by waiting,
As fumes burns more tolerance.

A disciplined mind knows speed of moment,
As the hourglass always moves at equal pace.
Michael LoMonaco Mar 2018
The choices we act upon are crucial,
Deciding our current and future conditions.

Whenever poisoned decisions are shaped,
People erode the wanted path that we crave.

Depleting progression at a drastic speed,
Destroying the ability to optimize growth.

Progress can only grow with the right fertilizer,
So avoid the toxic options which sabotage results.
Michael LoMonaco Mar 2018
Warmth produces cheerfulness in the air,
As the soothing sun glows with optimism.

Absorbing those bright rays in perfect weather,
This season promises hope by creating bliss.

The spring thrives with upbeat moods,
Establishing joy that forms positivity.

As long as that star provides nice climates,
My day will always shine with contentment.
Michael LoMonaco Jul 2016
Hate is looking with blurry vision,
Despising variety with misconception.

Painting a portrait of ignorance,
Seeing opposites as a villain.

Different ideas are seen as mysterious,
Detesting all unknown viewpoints.

Dissimilar looks is viewed as a threat,
Causing war when peace can exist.

Differences can form a truce,
If fear can be replaced by curiosity.
Michael LoMonaco Sep 2016
Process launches the path to determination,
Starting by concepts through brutal struggles.

Purpose is the theme for motivated discipline,
Leading to pledges from propelled aspiration.

Optimism prevails by the glory of anticipation,
Promoting opportunities through linking hope.

Commitments from potential are justified desires,
Empowering goals that setup successful achievements.

If you're prepared for the challenges of difficult hurdles,
Progression in life will flourish into accomplishments.
Michael LoMonaco Mar 2017
I was definitely stuck,
With a combination of bad luck,
Having the urge to earn a buck.

This desire is an appetite,
One worth a gigantic fight,
Don’t care if it takes all night.

These dreams are hard to achieve,
But I still believe,
Willing to proceed.

Trying not to explode,
While breaking this difficult code,
Willing to do the workload,
All for this successful road.
Michael LoMonaco Jun 2017
Throwing in the towel without effort,
Afraid of the vicious blows.

Brutal punches are part of the game,
Stepping into the ring for conquest.

If we don’t fight for that win,
The belt will never be won.

We can be knocked out through a hit,
But losing by not trying is the ultimate defeat.
Michael LoMonaco Sep 2016
The stars of aspirations are a distance away,
Sometimes thinking that they are impossible to reach.

Any goal which is worth achieving will be a long journey,
Traveling many miles in order to finally catch those stars.

You will experience extreme thirst and starvation on your route,
Fighting for a cause that is planned by destiny.

This path will certainly not be an easy task,
As any special award in life never comes smoothly.

Battle those difficult obstacles anyway to attain your dreams,
And the reward at the end of the road will be priceless.
Michael LoMonaco Aug 2017
There are no limitations,
As you move with motivation,
Focused while having dedication.

Entering a brutal quest,
Trying to be the best,
But first—you have to pass the test.

The hill is certainly a threat,
Running while breaking a sweat,
Playing the game with no regrets.

Facing that dreaded fear,
Or else the end is near,
Reaching for the final frontier.
Michael LoMonaco Sep 2016
Misperceiving all the earlier ruins from sentiment,
Started by discrediting feelings that mold agony.

Past excruciation of inflicted gashes led to trauma,
Triggering continuous regret on a timeline for years.

Present day disapproval is caused by painful history,
Also through existing paths which are unwelcomed.

What must be entailed is change in current presence,
Not by mending previous events that inflamed harm.

Former memories from scars rectified through coping,
A process that occurs after the era of now is repaired.

Rebuild a life based on bliss immediately with help,
Beginning new perception that heals every sad moment.
Michael LoMonaco Apr 2018
Self-encouragement can erode with negativity,
Plaguing the confidence in your own abilities.

Discouraging thoughts derive from the soul,
Or generate through external words of criticism.

A negative can be approached by positivity,
Through filtering out the toxic viewpoints.

Tackling hostile judgments requires confidence,
Crediting yourself with constructive attitudes.

Evaluating the cause with optimistic stances,
And rejecting the context related to lethal opinions.
Michael LoMonaco Sep 2016
Repeating the same periods of boredom,
Ignited by the fuel of depressed emotions.

Forming urges to escape a boring lifestyle,
Cycles from dissatisfaction led to alcoholism.

Drinking to flee typical days of unplanned time,
Incinerating absolve that plagued tragedy by scars.

Artificial joy lasted a few hours inside my brain,
As phases of recurrent afflictions persisted torment.

Young adulthood lived on principles of enjoyment,
Seeking thrills of unjust mentality by regretfulness.

Years of despair led to progress being stalled,
Hitting a brick wall by force of costly consequences.

Punishments derived from indulgements ached,
Agony of mental illness harmed by unnatural chemicals.

Change occurred when growth desired concepts,
Maturity pushed repeatability into passionate activities.

Now devoted to new hobbies entertaining contentment,
Destined to a route where character excels excellence.

Honored by the improvements gained by determination,
Self-discipline underlines efforts through moral revisions.

Since the poisonous toxins are vanished from my body,
Liveliness drove glorified paths that earned commendation.
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Michael LoMonaco Aug 2017
It’s those memories you forgot,
The moments that caused despair.

Times when tragedies lived,
Events that your brain doesn’t remember.

Incidents which inflicted scars,
Provoking trauma in the current day.

Those misfortunes must be healed,
For a positive present and future.

Recovery could take months or years,
But blissfulness occurs once peace of mind happens.
Michael LoMonaco Aug 2016
As we are hurt through a wrongful act,
Hatred runs through our veins,
Fueling our desire to seek revenge.

Hatred is an uncontrollable emotion,
A mood that distorts our thinking.  

Untamed hate leads to vengeance,
Convinced that retaliation is justified.

As we seek justice for agony,
Will retribution heal our pain,
Or are we still left with a scar?
Michael LoMonaco Mar 2017
Lost in the maze with no direction,
Starting a journey filled with roadblocks.

Running to seek your destination quickly,
Needing to find the right direction to a mission.

Hitting a dead end at every corner,
Frustration ignites as impatience emerges.

There will be no sympathy on this quest,
As the riddles will keep coming.

The zigzags of life can be conquered,
Finding the way through creating your own roadmap.
Michael LoMonaco Jun 2018
There is no gold for the best deeds,
Sometimes, a thank you isn’t even present.

We commit virtue because it’s right,
Not for a very special prize.

There are no points for entering heaven,
Just strive to be a good person every day.

It starts with small gratitude,
Like helping the needy across the street.

Making a difference based on selflessness,
Not for earning a seat into paradise.
Michael LoMonaco Aug 2018
When people insist a goal is farfetched,
Decisiveness prompts the will to excel.

Self-encouragement is on a mission,
Battling criticism by trying to succeed.

The world is in a destructive war,
Attacking on every side to beat success.

Engaging risks that can harm potential,
As threats by civilization conspires talent.

Struggling with enthusiasm to win glory,
Sparring the enemy through self-dignity.

Applying discipline to an opposed cause,
Desire for victory duels with a sharp sword.

The ambitious purpose can defeat the odds,
Not surrendering for diligence of passions.
Michael LoMonaco Mar 2018
Climbing to the top of greatness,
As glory advances to maximum performance.

The peak of the mountain is reached,
With new heights soaring to bliss.

When we rise to the greatest point,
Eventually, we will fall to the bottom.

Contentment loses its altitude,
Bringing pain as joy can’t last forever.

Each time we drop to the ground,
Surging to elevated levels can be achieved again.
Michael LoMonaco Mar 2017
Sweat is produced by reason,
To achieve that point of results.

After strenuous miles on the obstacle course,
Fatigue stabs the nerves without remorse.

The body is bombarded by pain,
As cramps represent a threat to success.

Running with ambition on the track,
Risking safety by pride for the ultimate glory.

Self-discipline and good health will produce goals,
As recuperating on the sidelines can produce better outcomes.
Michael LoMonaco Apr 2017
Society marks you with an unfair tag,
A sticker that hurts by its significance.

Stereotypes swing with deadly force,
Wounding the mind through violent words.

The imprint leaves a scar,
Registering unjustified opinions.

Fighting the infections of trauma,
Stigma tries to regenerate by cruelty.

Ruthless labels possess pointless messages,
Meaningless slogans with no conceptual definition.
Michael LoMonaco Nov 2016
Fate has led to bad luck,
Leading to feelings of being stuck.

Should it have been,
Or are we expected to win?

Whenever destiny has in store,
We must be ready for what’s behind the door.

Life is a mysterious puzzle,
Unprepared for the unknown struggle.

Instead of dwelling on the current pain,
Be ready for the soaking rain.
Michael LoMonaco Mar 2017
Rules of life advises against violating methods,
An act which occurs while impatience explodes.

Consequences rise to heated levels,
Feeling regret through skipping a step.
  
Guidelines shield people from danger,
As imperfection causes hazardous situations.

Achieving results at lightning speed is typical,
But risking safety will set a course to failure.

Letting perseverance prevail is necessary,
Staying patient as destiny tells its plot.
Michael LoMonaco Apr 2018
Traveling the long journey to glory,
Trying to reach the destination of success.

When progression is hurried by exertion,
Stamina will arrive at levels of exhaustion.

The momentum to victory requires steadiness,
Needing patience as the pace relies on mini strides.

Small steps are essential to attain greatness,
As the route to succeeding is a slow plan.

If desires to rush growth produce a craving,
Crush the urge by realizing the harms of speeding.
Michael LoMonaco Jun 2017
The message went lost by hatred,
As hostility threatens gracefulness.

Evilness will try to prevail,
Using intimidation to **** harmony.

Letting wickedness win defeats tranquility,
Causing sinfulness with destruction.

Kindness starts with a gracious smile,
Spreading peace by presenting virtue.

Once righteousness is displayed,
Let the unified statement be heard.
Michael LoMonaco Jul 2018
The fortunate can harshly judge misery,
Viewing it as voluntary disease,
Not a misfortunate situation.

Surviving in this world is a difficult task,
Fighting the barriers of imperfections,
Especially when born into disadvantageous ways.

Complications produce many roadblocks,
As challenges obstruct the path to success,
Causing problems which spark complexity.

The privileged can look down on the suffering,
Claiming that everyone is responsible for one’s fate,
Yet anguish can ignite by uncontrolled external factors.

People are always fighting for survival,
No matter what social status we hold,
As life is always an eternal struggle.
Michael LoMonaco Jun 2016
You have to roll a six,

With four dices on the board.



The odds are not in your favor,

Playing a big game of chance.



Critics are saying it’s impossible,

But you still play in the tournament.



Self-discipline increases the luck,

Determination reduces the risk.



Regardless the outcome of the game,

A dream is better pursued than left alone.
Michael LoMonaco Feb 2017
Living from excited inspiration,
Moving with motivation,
Not affected by any frustration.

Clearing a path for hope,
Never falling from that *****,
And finding a way to always cope.

Fighting for that dream,
Having a high self-esteem,
As joy is always the theme.

Keep that upbeat spirit alive,
And you will certainly thrive,
Facing a world that’s hard to survive.
Michael LoMonaco Aug 2016
Drugs of pleasure are an escape,
Living in an imaginary paradise.

Once addicts come back to reality,
Existence without the high seems unreal.

Craving drugs as if they need food,
Starving for that artificial happiness.

Users are dedicated to false determination,
Neglecting harmful chemicals that promise joy.

Responsibility is absent from their actions,
Blaming dependency on other individuals.

Despair leads to committing crimes,
Stealing money for the hunger of fake arousal.

Destiny led by dependence will inflict misery,
Fueling a lifestyle that has no moral worthiness.

Cravers must arrive at desperation to recover,
A quest found by the collapse of a breakdown.

Trying to discover a route to quitting addiction,
Seeking happiness through paths of genuine trails.
Michael LoMonaco Jul 2018
When misery controls my cognitions,
The bottle calls my name from every direction.

Trying to lure me in at my weakest moment,
Alcohol attempts to draw me back to addiction.

The cravings are strong when I am vulnerable,
But I fought too hard to give up on a long war.

Surrendering sobriety if I get drunk,
Forfeiting the happiness I achieved over the years.

Continuing to deny the false promises of the drink,
So a bright present and future could evolve.
Michael LoMonaco Mar 2017
Fighting wars over justification,
But are the fights a cause of reason?

Many conflicts claimed righteousness,
Even though evil intentions clashed swords.

If freedom can’t be won by the pen,
Good souls pick up blades to earn liberty.

Confrontations start by the struggles against imperfection,
Trying to survive everyone’s demands.

Survival is not from blood,
Surviving comes through forming peace.
Michael LoMonaco Sep 2017
Witnessing imperfection at it strongest,
Seeing a contestant battle to be on top.

Observing dignity abandon principles,
Using the sword of honor for greediness.

Stabbing others to get ahead,
Putting one’s desires before righteousness.

I am also a sinner committing disloyalty,
As a flawed man living with human ambition.

When betrayal creeps up on the mind,
We must remind ourselves to stay faithful.

Dedicating our quest to a virtuous reason,
Or else evil destroys the meaningfulness of cause.
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