It circles around me,
it nuzzles its face next to mine,
shouting, "Don't be afraid!
It will work out in time!"
"But what if it doesn't?"
asks the doubting voice in my mind.
"Well than it will be a lesson to learn,
that patience and hard work
don't always earn you what you deserve."

I no bigger than a fly. In mind's I, is sometimes labeled a wise guy, tough guy, a bad guy and none of those do I deny.

Because I can diversify, which is why I cry, is shy, lie, can fly don't ever have to leave the ground to get very high and not by becoming glassy eyed or pie eyed but edified.

Although I love's to signify about the only three that qualify, while being too preoccupied with me, myself and I.

Then I will hit a sacrifice fly just so someone else can get their piece of the pie because I can hear their outcry and must stop turning a blind I.

Thereby I is qualified to testify, why? And who am I??? PERSONIFIED.

it was in

the times

where

i felt

the most

alone

that

i learned

the most

about

myself.

I use to be hip thought I was the captain of the ship, well equipped.

Until I had one too many *****, one too many nips, I tripped, flipped the script had to abandon ship.

Now ain't that a blip, when you start taking ***** and nips, Once they get a grip it becomes a dictatorship and all you get is gypped.

So take a tip, when you're trying to be hip You'll wind up a drip with your face in the dip.

I am left with so much pain
The  sadness  takes  over  like cancer that can t  be stopped
I wish  i had words  and power to make  it stop
There no password  or  sun shine
Just  the pain in my heart
As  i watch my life slowly  faded  away

Can you helo me?
Do  you have the key unlock
Or is my mind so far gone

I look as i am down on kness
Grab my chest as this sadness flows  through
I miss  your warm  hands  sound of hope in air

I scream break me free
I want rip my mask apart
Let   my pain be go
The words inside my head
This never  ending  song that needs  to end

I saw you
Like a dream
It's so true
Like your gleam

My love for you was blue
Now it is blur
My wish came true
I was amateur

Time to grow
Time to heal
My time to glow
Move my own wheel

Let's touch base with a thing called Grace.
Something we no longer embrace Instead
We're trying to replace with this meaningless
Rat race.
Now Grace we don't have to chase just retrace
You'll find it's your birthplace And it use to be showcased.
Even in the workplace but now it's being replaced.
With disgrace. So we must put on a bold face.
Replace and enlace with Grace until it becomes commonplace.
Be an ace and join the race to bring back the wonderful face of Grace.

"Condemn Thee"


How do i not condemn thee i must learn
The path less traveled, gift discerned. The teacher
Is the teaching born experience, natal
Bloom of sentientness, ego mes worn
Atop the emptiness. A heightened mind?
A phrase, no more, the conscious realm dimensionless
Mother-Father-Child, breathing universe.

I may be living
But I'm most definitely not striving.
I feel like I'm diving to rock bottom
But it waz a minute ago I felt like I was flying.
I get high to feel like I'm floating.
I drink to blur the motion.
Nothing's a solution.
I'm only prolonging the problem.
-Been