If I had another chance I’d tell you
that the things “we” had were right and
I threw it all away.
Time cannot erase the love and memories
we shared, but it does give me time to reflect
and realize just how much you loved me.
Now that it’s over and your gone for good,
I’m really not the same anymore. I guess I
Title: Tear Drops
If a tear rolls down my face
They say gangsters don’t cry
Gangsters get shot
And some gangsters die
If a tear rolls down my face
An eye for an eye
Kill them to they die
Pain in my life
If a tear rolls down my face
When I eat I survive
Scheme and I lie
Reach for the nine
If a tear rolls down my face
I want the whole...
I say spiritual, they say biblical.
I believe in self, they say it’s a miracle.
They believe in help, I believe it’s in the individual,
Living in hell has made me a little cynical.
I believe that doubt restricts the physical
and fear amounts to living miserable,
and it counts to be an individual
and what you're about will be residual.
Dreams of Reality?
Last night I had the most beautiful dream
It was so real or so it did seem
I woke up from my slumber and a visitor appeared
It was you standing there, your eyes filled with tears
I pulled you close and whispered, “Baby don’t cry”
“I’ll always love you til the day I die”.
I held you and kissed the tears from your face
The tears dissolved and a smile took their place
The silent, frozen landscape lies
just beyond these prison bars --
remote, dead, immutable, unholy,
under a half-wit moon.
And I -- bound and gagged
in bands of white cotton,
scarce breathing, without sleep
as the guard stalks the corridors
soundless, his keys muffled mercifully,
as many breathe in sleep all around.
I live by a sea of lost souls...
I am caught within a vortex of deep
emotion, simultaneously submerged in joy and pain...
Hope and despair, sensitivity and masculinity... I am
helplessly shattered, yet whole, doubtfully trusting the
throes of my senses... Inflated with the tangibilities of
my every emotion... Forever lost inside the endless
voyage of myself... Thinking of love...
The Song Bird Parable
Look inside of my cage
And you will find shade, only in reliance…
For I am a caged song bird
Whose face drowns in torrents, but yet I sing!
Perched on my swing,
I flap and flutter in temperance
My bandaged wings, hurt!
From the fowler’s sling, the foulest thing…
But, but…My crown is king and kingdom
Sky, like, you can...
These walls about me are unfounded
on anything I said or did,
yet deep within these walls am hid.
Without the sky is clean and dry,
without the days keep tumbling by,
within is helpless waiting by
and deathless death of days.
So see my eyes which walk these halls,
which cannot close
to horrors called.
If ever torture had a frame,
Harris County is its name.
Lost and Found
Lost in my seclusion, embarrassed and ashamed;
I have realized the truth; It’s myself I have to blame!
A desperate cry for help, to our Lord up above;
Knowing of His greatness, longing for His love!
No need to try to...
Boys are students
Men are teachers,
Boys ask questions
Men give answers,
Boys run in gangs
Men organize teams,
Boys play house
Men build homes,
Boys make babies
Men raise children,
Boys will not raise their own child
Men will raise his and someone else's,
Boys invent excuses for success
Men produce strategies for success,
What sensation to be this amazing
I’m collecting many praises
From all these different faces
Tell’em who’s the greatest of’em all
Yea I took some falls
Might’ve stumbled in the halls
But I climbed every wall
While walking every bridge
Just trying to get my glimpse
Of what greatness is
So I hop every fence
In my search for evidence
That greatness still...
If no one can
see my tears do they
still count? if my heart
skips like kids often do,
does that mean I’m in
love? if my past
could speak, would it tell
my future, if fairy tales
were true, would love’s
kiss awaken me? if life
were a woman, could we
make love forever? If
someone writes me a
few words, could that
start a chapter...
Yesterday is today
Tomorrow is forever
Last week was seven years
My mind is a cloud that sits on the ground
Life is a maze while I'm lost in space
Thoughts spin into sound then bounce around
Then get lost in ether
My Birthday came then went away
The meaning of the number 8
The ghost that haunts me is past
People come but never last
An akward kid picking his...
The strain and pain she has that look on her face-I reach to touch and smooth out her hair, but she doesn’t’ know I’m there.
That far away look she stares into space, what is she seeing-I reach to bring her back from that terrible place.
She looks at me, but I’m sure she is not seeing me-for her eyes pass right through me.
She speaks and often times shouts, staring into space, screaming at the air-who is...
The words I speak are true, if you do not believe me listen to the news.
You say nothing is going to happen, but have you forgotten disasters?
You say all is good and okay, but why do you stay?
I am the Lord your creator, so please let me do you a favor.
I am the creator of Heaven and Earth, and I have known you before birth.
Let me sing a song of truth, before you receive the...
Hope to me is life. Without hope there is no life.
Hope is what keeps me breathing, hope that someday
things will get better. Hope that I can change,
that others will see that change.
Hope that the future will be less painful than the past.
Hope that freedom exists outside of me. Hope that
God exists for me. Hope that I’m not too old
or too late, not too much nor...
I was 15 when the concrete curtains fell,
And my space became a cell.
I yelled, I yelled for help,
but my cries, my cries though
were smothered by stone and steel.
Barbed wire twisted around my feet,
and the more I scream the more pain I feel.
Help me! Someone, please, help me!
I didn't kill that man they way they said.
Tick tock goes the clock
Dripping down the walls
Melted wax and broken glass.
are on Epitaph for all time.
The final wave is on its way
Sent by Cybia's hand
a team of 3 to save the world
Aura's bracket shines bright
First the infection Then Mutation
Soon comes the outbreak Then the Quarantine
Twin blades to fight the darkness
Hella holds our only hope...
A Fathers Prayer
The longing in my life is not a prayer for me, in the deep watches of the night I pray not selfishly.
I lift her life to you, her heart I know you love. I cannot protect her now below, please protect her from above.
You see her needs as I cannot, you hear her prayers I know, you feel her tears upon your cheek, please hold her as I go.
No man could love her as I do, no heart could miss her so....
Until you been arrested and spent endless days in jail, and walked a 1000 miles without leaving your cell.
Until you’ve lost your family and you’re utterly alone and you tried to seek comfort, to find out it was left at home.
Until you face the judge and entered your guilty plea, and heard them screw up words you won’t be free.
Until your days turn to months and months turn into years and you’ve stayed awake at night...
The thunder crashes above me,
betokening the wrath of God.
The rain falls around me,
but I can’t see it,
but rain betokens
the sadness of God.
Another Boethius is dying,
like so many before
in the sad annals
of this Earth’s history.
Could he see the night sky?
How can one live without the stars?
Without the moon,
without sunlight, without
I can’t lie, you’re one of a kind, I won’t find another one like you, to make all my dreams come true.
What else am I to do, but love you forever and a day, the way you make me feel, the things you say can’t be explained anyway.
Love’s complicated, emotionally evaluated, highly elevated and sophisticated. Don’t rush, but no hesitating.
Patiently waiting is no longer an option. Contained in your love, I’m boxed in.
Benevolence and faith it takes
For friendship forged anew,
The mysteries of destiny
Then come gradually into view,
When the universe has crossed our paths
And our stars have been aligned,
We’ll find if all has been in vain
Or is righteous and divine,
For time reveals the truth or things
And the contents of...
“How do you Know?”
Laughing when your mad,
Smiling when your angry,
Crying when your happy,
Frowning when your pleased,
Giggling when your agitated,
Screaming when your titillated,
Thirsty when your wet,
Saturated when your dry,
Calm when your livid,
Serene when your mean,
What you have never known,
THAT’S HOW YOU KNOW!
All around nothing but white
But everywhere you look, you can see signs of life
A snowman dressed with grandpa’s old clothes
The little children make Frosty with a smiling pose
The joy of life can never be more present
The presence of snow is always its own link
It shows us there is more to life than we idly think
As a blizzard prevents all work and movement
“Greetings to You”
This is the deepest, sincere, thoughts of my heart, mind and soul!
Since the beginning of time, I've had these thoughts, desires and feelings towards you, before I was born.
Since I became aware of my existence to be, it has been a passion burning deep and strong inside of me.
This passion consumes me like hunger yet satisfied, many times it seemed that hunger was filled, but that was a lie...
Spawn Of Me (NDN Goddess)
In my mind, where I still hold my little dictator, my heart is filled with joy. I feel as blessed as the ponies are when the snows melt filling the streams with water and the fresh grass grows. It’s tradition for those who aspire to an NDN Princesses favor, to represent themselves with those things of theirs which they perceive her extremely to delight. Customarily we see horses, furs, the world....
Stop Domestic Violence,
Stop the Silence,
Why is it silenced,
No hashtag for this one,
It’s still a loaded, gun,
Bang, bang, another baby stunned,
While he watches his mom
Being beat to death,
Another father laying his daughter to rest.
Grab her hand and help her up,
Their minds are stuck,
Brainwashed and plucked,
The only voice she has is...
In The Depths of Solitude
I exist in the depths of solitude
Pondering my true goal
Trying to find peace of mind
And still preserve my soul
(CONSTANTLY) yearning to be accepted
And from all receive respect
Never compromising but sometimes risky
And that is my only regret
A young heart with an old soul
How can there be peace
How can I be in the depts. of solitude...
My mind clear and feeling free,
Giving a sense of serenity,
Only seeing my point of destiny.
With my heart beating like a fine-oiled machine,
Pushing blood to places that are in need,
My lungs pulling air for my body to breathe.
With a slap, slap, slap, slap my feet pushing and pulling,
So that even when I feel I can't go anymore, I keep going.