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Numb me with marijuana
Grown somewhere in Tijuana
Excite me with a line
Pretty soon I’ll be feelin’ fine
Money can buy me happiness

Meet me in the back of the bar
Smoke that musky Cuban cigar
Touch me with manicured hands
Glinting diamonds of wedding bands
Money can buy me happiness

Traded morals for skyscrapers
A Hampton house with too many acres
Smoothing down in a velvet gown
Baby don’t you see? I own this town.
Money can buy me happiness.
we are like broken records
you and i
spiraling around and around each other
whispering and declaring
promising and always cherishing
the mantras of our undying love.
(1/23/13)

when it comes to **** - i agree for this was something that she did not foresee
she wanted to have a normal life, fall in love and become a wife.
to have children if and when she decided, and not be afraid or to hide it.
she had been ***** - body , mind , and soul
and she feels she no longer has control.
now this is what a ****** has in mind, and wants to be in control all the time.

yet now ! you do have a choice which will be the first of many
keep this child or abort, and foget everything that you may have been taught.
if GOD had this **** planned for you ( which i don't believe)
then he's also given you the choice as what to do
he has given us all free will, and with a decision like this
you can't stand still.

some will say it's because the clothes you wore- or things you said
but with a ****** - you did not want to bed.
( e.g. )right now this child is like a drop of spit which you spit out
because of the bad taste it gives. "do you want this child to live?"
the taste may stay in your mouth the rest of your days
is this the way this child will be raised?

yet the choice is up to you - no one knows what you've gone thru.
if they had punishments to fit the crimes, then the ******
would get it from behind.
they would know what they put you through because they'll be
going thru it too, and if they was to **** with intent
their life in jail would be spent.
if they have no regard for human life
then they should pay the ultimate price.
I picked you up off the street
The same clothes you'd been wearing for weeks
Sadness disguised where darkness creeps-
Your madness had gotten the best of you.

"I've seen you worse!"
I exclaimed
As I looked into your eyes
You lowered your head and began to weep
Filled with guilt from your urge to get high

We took you back to a safe place
and sat down to eat dinner
I did my best to lift your spirits,
But your heart still rages as a sinner.

"You can do this!"
I barked
As you scarfed down all your food
But you didn't care
all you could do was stare
at a negative attitude.

"Was there ever a great General
who gave up a battle to win the war?"
I began my research quickly
as my heart sank to the floor

I was grasping for inspiration
Hoping and praying the whole way through-
That you would wave your own white flag
And not let this addiction beat you.

Your in a war
Fighting for your life
So hold your anchor
and raise your flag-
Give yourself a chance to fight.
 Jan 2013 Wedyan AlMadani
Chuck
Our eyes met; it was love at first sight
Our first date, we envisioned our
Future children and our home
Cuddling in a single bed
Love, we just fit
Married soon
Dreams are
True
To my love!
Nonet - Nine syllables to one!
Every night I fight the feeling of sleep
For when that beast begins to creep
into my body
I alarm myself with a continuous beep
A siren.
A shock.
Caffeine.
Anything to prevent a leap
Inside the abyss of my mind I find
many things askew there is nothing I can construe
My dreams leave me shaking and begging for awakening
each one mars my sanity as I writhe in agony
You see
every night
for almost a year now
I die in my dreams
They are quite vivid deaths some I can even feel.
I've been stabbed and beaten
with knives and tire irons
Shot
dissected
crushed
and impaled by metal beams
I've been skinned alive
set on fire
murdered several times
eaten alive by spiders and beasts. Some of which too horrific to describe
All I can do is fight in vain and be an unwilling audience to my own demise

There is some kind of psychological aspect to this I have yet to understand

I always end these hellish nightmares the same way
screaming at myself to wake up and hopefully I do.
I am haunted by something I do not understand
I know this because I can feel knocking on my soul's foyer
I fear going to sleep.
© January 23rd, 2013 by Timothy R Brown. All rights reserved.
 Jan 2013 Wedyan AlMadani
lemon
I am in love with a monster
a forever enticing fiend
who doesn't care
who doesn't need

They captured my heart
and swallowed the key
they covered my eyes
so i can not see

I can't see the truth
I can't see that she's wrong
I know what has to be done
I just need to be strong

I need to let go
my grip must come loose
so i don't end up hanging
from an emotional noose
 Jan 2013 Wedyan AlMadani
AH
don't touch me unless you mean it
don't mistake me for another pawn in your games
or a piece of trash you can throw away once you've tainted it
i'm a person
a person who wants your attention
your acceptance
your compassion

don't touch me unless you mean it
don't try to convince me with every caress and kiss that i'm a prize to be won
that I could be yours forever if I just placed my trust in you
then leave once you've received my love
my heart
my innocence

don't touch me unless you mean it
don't offer me your world
then take it away like it was a mistake to offer it in the first place
don't make me part of your game
along with all the other girls you've tossed aside
the other girls whose hearts you've stolen
you've mistreated
you've broken
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