this feeling can't get much worse and
love is sicker than this verse
and even being a strong person
shit still got me hurtin
the pain I felt was burning
took your love; I was deserted
my mind's feeling like it's bursting
but my heart keeps on yearning
missing you; my stomachs turning
got me wondering if she's earning
the chance to even serve in
this battle that I served in
so I fall onto my knees and ask God:
is this what I deserve?
and
although I'm steadily descerning
taking pride in what's preserved in
all these lessons I've been learning
still I run my fingers across these battle scars
Healed... but I'm still hurting.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Half Empty
What's in my cup?
is it filled with love
sunshine and beautiful songs?
or is it almost empty
its contents sucked away by the sponge of regret
pain. tears. and sorrow
it may seem far away
but there will be a better day tomorrow
and although I wish sometimes that I could borrow
someone else's joy..
the happiness of those who want for nothing
and never endure the same pain
still my cup is never empty
no. it is almost filled
full from my beautiful tears that tell stories
so cry no more my friend
in the morning there will be the most wonderful glory
**For Sherrie
is it filled with love
sunshine and beautiful songs?
or is it almost empty
its contents sucked away by the sponge of regret
pain. tears. and sorrow
it may seem far away
but there will be a better day tomorrow
and although I wish sometimes that I could borrow
someone else's joy..
the happiness of those who want for nothing
and never endure the same pain
still my cup is never empty
no. it is almost filled
full from my beautiful tears that tell stories
so cry no more my friend
in the morning there will be the most wonderful glory
**For Sherrie
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Her-story
Take me to the top of the stairs
And let me tell you her story
I promise you it won’t be one of good times and glory
Descriptions of urine infested hallways
And broken down elevators
Staircases made into public residences; no lease required
Trying to find shelter
Man my people are tired
Take me to the top of the hill
And to you, I’ll spill my guts
Detailed narratives of all my mistakes
Illegal sessions in which I chose to partake
Poor choices. Peer pressure
But I’m in control; gas and brake
Controlling my own pace
Let me show you the road I chose to take
Follow me to the top of this mountain
Ingest the beauty of nature
Like a never ending fountain
And even if only for a moment
We’ll erase all our pain
And pretend we have no worries.
And let me tell you her story
I promise you it won’t be one of good times and glory
Descriptions of urine infested hallways
And broken down elevators
Staircases made into public residences; no lease required
Trying to find shelter
Man my people are tired
Take me to the top of the hill
And to you, I’ll spill my guts
Detailed narratives of all my mistakes
Illegal sessions in which I chose to partake
Poor choices. Peer pressure
But I’m in control; gas and brake
Controlling my own pace
Let me show you the road I chose to take
Follow me to the top of this mountain
Ingest the beauty of nature
Like a never ending fountain
And even if only for a moment
We’ll erase all our pain
And pretend we have no worries.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Who's me?
Flimsy jeans w/ holes at the knee
chuck taylors and a wrinkled white tee
a human being so undefined
who in the world could this be?
everybody's wondering
but no one can see
this little dread head girl
yea..
that's me
she's wherever she wants to be
walking down the streets
head's in the clouds
filled w/humility
never too proud
take a look a little deeper
and maybe you'll see
just what it means
to say "I'm me"
design my own rules
walk hard in my shoes
making it impossible for you
to do what I do
do.. do.. do.. do...
lol WRITER'S BLOCK!
chuck taylors and a wrinkled white tee
a human being so undefined
who in the world could this be?
everybody's wondering
but no one can see
this little dread head girl
yea..
that's me
she's wherever she wants to be
walking down the streets
head's in the clouds
filled w/humility
never too proud
take a look a little deeper
and maybe you'll see
just what it means
to say "I'm me"
design my own rules
walk hard in my shoes
making it impossible for you
to do what I do
do.. do.. do.. do...
lol WRITER'S BLOCK!
ADDICTED.
What's bad feels so good
my body screams when it needs you
you set me on fire
and these flames burn so good
juices flowing
dripping wet
extinguishing this fire with passion
but don't put me out yet
make this thing last
I'm addicted to you
let my frame soak in your hands
this body knows no better pleasure
hold my body
don't let go
enjoy my flavor
lick my temple; head to toe
taste it. savor it.
treat it like you created it
feel this pleasure inside of me
while I wrap myself around you
sweating. screaming.
my body's shaking
responding to the way you move
you know just what I need you to do
it's like you know my body better than I
damn..
can we please just go one more time?
my body screams when it needs you
you set me on fire
and these flames burn so good
juices flowing
dripping wet
extinguishing this fire with passion
but don't put me out yet
make this thing last
I'm addicted to you
let my frame soak in your hands
this body knows no better pleasure
hold my body
don't let go
enjoy my flavor
lick my temple; head to toe
taste it. savor it.
treat it like you created it
feel this pleasure inside of me
while I wrap myself around you
sweating. screaming.
my body's shaking
responding to the way you move
you know just what I need you to do
it's like you know my body better than I
damn..
can we please just go one more time?
Sweet Sixteen.
One night of passion
between two unconcerned lovers
leads to this one uncomfortable situation
where this one particular statement
needed to be stated.
"Mom I'm pregnant"
"good gracious"
"and granted I'm young
but surely I'm not dumb
and this guy...
I swear, I just swear he's the one"
"How far along?"
"3 months
You may think that's too late
but his heart I can't break
and yes I've considered abortion
but to me that's like extortion
a crime.
to imagine my baby dying
on account of me... and my lover
but it only happened just one time
and no Mom I don't regret it
but now that I've finally said it
I have only one wish
and it's that you won't be judgemental
These circumstances are incredible
and I want this to be memorable
but the look on your face
tells me your thoughts may be dreadful"
"you're not ready"
"but mom...
we're going steady..."
between two unconcerned lovers
leads to this one uncomfortable situation
where this one particular statement
needed to be stated.
"Mom I'm pregnant"
"good gracious"
"and granted I'm young
but surely I'm not dumb
and this guy...
I swear, I just swear he's the one"
"How far along?"
"3 months
You may think that's too late
but his heart I can't break
and yes I've considered abortion
but to me that's like extortion
a crime.
to imagine my baby dying
on account of me... and my lover
but it only happened just one time
and no Mom I don't regret it
but now that I've finally said it
I have only one wish
and it's that you won't be judgemental
These circumstances are incredible
and I want this to be memorable
but the look on your face
tells me your thoughts may be dreadful"
"you're not ready"
"but mom...
we're going steady..."
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