Evening raindrops gathering
Along the bottom of my
Bedroom window

Make me
Turn down the music
And listen with a heart

Filling up like the eyes of
An old woman; once mother,
Now not,

Beholding an infant so
Young, it'll remain one for
A very long

Time. Some tones
Form chords that hurt
Like caramel burns.

Sweet loves lost in bitter
Ways were still that
Sweet.

Still that
Sweet; now
Forever.

I lost not;
Gained
Lovely ghosts.

Too many nights
I am
transfixed
on you
and what
you did
to me
with your eyes
and
I am glued
to the way
you smelled
like Heaven
and tasted
on
my parted lips
under
the streetlight
forever.

and ninety-nine ******* ain't one of them
I handle payments to child support
and visit all 25 of them when i can
I see my probation officer regular
got one box chevy with twenty fours
an old cadillac redressed
into low ridin' elegance
silk sheets and 60 inch telly
in all my rooms
I got cookin' skills
turnin' powder into chunks o' rock
make more money than my dad saw
in he's whole life
got ******* sweatin' me But
one prob
worries me
I got no future
cause eventually
I gonna catch a cap or a felony

My fingers feel thick while they are tapping
I feel trapped my mind seems blank as I stare at the screen
I feel immobilized and panicked and want to scream
My heart is racing
I feel like pacing
I feel like a shell of my normal self
I do my best to calm myself
The clock is ticking
I feel the urge to race against the clock
I should take a few deep breaths and slow down my body and mind
Instead I follow the fight and flight response and rush myself
I need to get a grip and find a way to overcome the
                    Test Anxiety