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If I could go back
to the day
where I can fix what held me back
I would be able to trust myself
Here am I with a picture of memories
thinking of hurting myself.
All I need is a chance in a day
One shot, one place
to fix my mistakes that I made,
vomiting all of the pain.
If I had one angel and a prophet
to guide me safe along the way.
Cup of holy water, mixed with wine
anointing myself as I lay across the sofa.
Re-learn all the politics
so I could use to my advantage.
Need the sermons to subdue the hollowness
in my heart
affected by relationships.
Shallowness are common in companionships.
Life is a bitch
and she will suck the life out of you
like a woman that's avoiding conception
but ironically life is a blessing.
Blessings are only appreciated when
materialistic things involved.
Motivation dissolved since good times
don't last forever.
Felt type of pain like a heartbroken mother
because her daughter commit suicide.
Never saw the defeat in her eyes
since the smile was a disguise,
hiding the true feeling inside.
Friends are really spies
watching from a distance
like binoculars zooming in
until they found a weakness
and use it to their advantage
and catch you blinded sided
like driving and getting hit
from the right side.
We don't wanna be right
when logic and emotion
aren't on the same side.
We do what feels good
instead of what's actually right.
Getting high in the hood
feels right
being up all night
because loud music
don't know the difference
between night and daylight.
Converse more with strangers
on social media
then family members.
I'm trapped in a circle,
Stuck in a bubble
Nowhere to go
Blessing since trouble
is within my distance.
Walls are
closing in towards
the skin
on my bones
Me and my shadow
all alone
for so long
but the gray hairs
on my ears
reminds me that
life is short.
Drunk off of hallucinations
Pictures, images
extremely haunted,
existent upon
the environment.
I don't comprehend
eccentric expressions
in the area.
The length and width
of these images
are possessed with spirits
which penetrates
my mental anguish.
First of all
I ask lord to forgive me.
For my loves ones,
listen to me
before you speak.
Don't act first
please think.
For every waking
moment that I breathe
I live a lie
a double life
and I wonder how
I sleep?
I lie to seek peace.
Mentally I'm weak
like a sheep
surrounded by a world
full of German Shepard's
and wolves
and I'm terrified
karma will charge
me like a bull.
Doing something you hate
I believe is a disgrace
and a waste.
Wasted talent
should not be any man's plan
even though this is
something that's so common.
Alot of the most talented
men are serving a life sentence
in prison.
I think to myself
money, goals, and success
Don't mean shit without happiness.
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OH MY GOSH!!! I am sooooooooooo proud of you my friend, look at you??? I was so shocked when I seen the sound cloud button, I’m at work but liked to jumped out my seat….I LOVED IT!! for two reasons…1) Your writing is words on paper but a voice in the ears, I mean that’s what I hear every time I read your poems, lyrics and you did a great job. 2) It’s nice to hear your voice. I’m so happy you did this. How do you feel? I know writings are sometimes better expressive on paper but the teaser with your voice every now and again is good too! Yessssss….loved it!
Well thank you!
The next poem I recite on sound cloud, I will definitely give you a shout out. I promise
It felt interesting but I need more practice.
This is good practice for one day when I decide to go to an open mic.
I like sound cloud, I thank you for the recommendation. Eventually on one of my blogs, I will give you a shout out
Oh No, no worries about the shout out. We’re helpers one to the other. When I read your poem, I just could hear you doing like a spoken word. Yessss, this is just preparation for what’s to come my friend and you know when you do that, you’re gonna have to have someone record it. No shouts needed, just glad that I could help. xoxo
Well thank you for the sound cloud.
One day I will go to an open mic
Practice makes perfect
Yw and Yes it does. The things we do now are just experiences and stepping stones for what’s to come later.