A whisper heard but not understood,
MY VOICE.

A touch felt but not
known,
MY HAND.

A sight seen but not
familiar,
MY SOUL.

A willing set of ears to listen but not capable,
MY FLAW.

A comforting smell but not
lasting,
MY SCENT.

A beautiful mind but not home to a healthy brain,
MY TRUTH.

Relapse
GREEN LIGHT
Success
STOP SIGN
Think
YELLOW LIGHT
Plan
RED LIGHT
Grow
GREEN LIGHT
Battle
RAILROAD TRACKS
Stop or Go
CROSSBARS DOWN
Decide

Poetry is literally
everything you see
Believe me or not
look around or listen
Born from it, Hip-Hop,
Rap, slap games
Big bombs dropped
from lack of words
Head Games, fame
fortune, love, torture
Pain ends and begins
with messages or lack
of sent, a creator and deterrent
in the mix
Blood, water....thick
and thin! Enemy and
best friend, lost time
and time to come
Here to stay or on the run!
Love stories, romance
novels, old school values
morals encompassed
The light at the end of
the tunnel or the
darkness before
Hate expressed, faith adored, anger released from anger stored, it's the Mother to every word, Poetry is ALL

Kick
chiLL
Both friends sit
Pick
piLLs
Both ends lit
Wick
stiLL
Both lend hits
Sick
iLL
Both tend it
Thick
biLLs
Both hands get
Quick
fiLL
Both land bits
Licks
****
Both send ****
Brick
ceLLs

I'm never 100'/,
blame my brain
it's a bad battery

I really made a mess of this
As I looked into your eyes
You said, "Bury me in fiction
Or give me truth I can't deny"

The truth is all I had was me
And a thousand little lies
I almost wish I told a few
Before you said goodbye