The closure

Deleted all my text
Block my number
Burn my clothes
Takes to key
Cries for days
Erases me from her friends
Takes back all the I love you's
Rejects us being a friend
Replaces me with another


I get that you want me out of your life, but I'm not ready to let you go.....

Stealing from a Friend

I couldn't control it
His pockets were calling me
Please take what I'm owning.

Even though the man just had lent in his pockets
I wanted everything he had
even his shoes and his wallet.

He was a man who would fall
Just to have a friend to call
Not even think twice when I ask "Could I borrow the car?"

He was a fool
He knew what I could do
Took his life without a thought
He was a man the was winning at losing just because he had a good heart....

dark to light

There is Casper
And he's suppose to be friendly
He turned into a shadow of an enemy
Now he befriends me.
Leads me into alley's full of lies
Then wonders why I cry
Tears from his truthful actions had me dying inside
Fighting for life
I begin to seek for some light
Found Lucifer to be the ghost leading me down a path full of lies.
I decided to shine
Bedazzled my whole coat of armor with diamonds I pried
From Jacob a jewelry from the upper crust of New York city life.
The ladder he saw and I sought was the same one I'm trying to climb
To for see a future without lies and every word being hidden between the lines
To my surprise
I fled the world and found meaning in my demise
This was the day I took a stand to those who wouldn't hear my cry....

Examples of losing love

I hate sleeping alone
Alone is what I fear.
I fall and fall again, but the ground isn't my fear.
I fear that I will wake up and time would just have past
Nothing I would have done be remembered
My love wouldn't have last.
It's crazy how close I was
How real it even felt.
How much I want to touch it again, but knowing it wouldn't help.
The lust I have for you is eating at my pain.
A misery turned horror is what is left behind the flames.
A kiss would feel so right, but wrong to do by you.
Our emotions are too attached to fall and not catch each other through

The power of choice

There are so many opinions in a room full of critics
but no one ever went forth with a plan to fix it
We have such and such debt
We have such and such death
but whose ever going out there to change what such and such did
We are one nation undivided, but I see that's a lie
for there are so many us that smile when we have hatred for the next guy
I see money were there is greed
I see power misused for self need
I see a society who rather not be bother with the reality that life brings

Daughter's death wish

The day my daughter picked up the piece
and decided to say peace
was the day street got her
A sad day for me to be a father
I failed to be her protector
She let the Gangster Disciples bless her
Tragic enough I let her
walk out that door with no get up

I struggled to make a move
Too lazy to be in tuned
My daughter became their mule
Started trafficking drugs across borders just to provide for food

Turn back the time to when she was just getting out the womb.
I wasn't there to hear her cry until 5 years later when her mother died.
I guess she was born with that resentment, to hate her father right?
But who was I to believe that my daughter didn't need a father, but me.
I struggled to break free of criticism that ate me.
A father I can't be.

Fast forwarding to when daddy had to bury his daughter before the age of 16.
At the funeral I became at fault to why my daughter was trying to replace me.
The gangs became more family to her than me.
Disturbingly her death wish was to see me shed tears to prove that this was hurting me.

Decisions

I would have loved to let it live
Would have love to let it breathe
But the love that was inside of me kept crushing the outer parts of my dreams.
I wanted to be a doctor, so I knew about this surgery.
My mind was made after the first time my period skipped and I threw up in the sink.
I cried myself to sleep.
My tears were the only thing holding weight in my pillow that would comfort me.

He hated me for the decision to want to lose the little bit that was left of him in me.

Giants

Tall tales tremble for they can't hold the weight of its myths.
White lies add up to real truths without forgiveness.
A mistake can be intended only if malice is replaced wit forgiveness.

Word Preception

I love u
I love you
I love us
I'm not through
We love this
You love me
You trust you
I trust us
I can't love us unless you trust me.

Ledge Love

Was it suicide or did you see yourself jumping before I arrived in your live.

Let’s take it back to the time

Where we met each other that night.

A pretty pleasant November

We were laughing and drinking over some dinner,

Remember you were wearing a dress,

Or was that dress wearing you,

The navy blue was so crisp that it was cool hugging your hips,

A shapely figure as you would figure.

Let’s take it to the month of March,

I left you in the dark.

Cheated with no reason,

I apologize for I see it has left you wanting to jump.

Come down please Come down,

I love you, not her now,

Find faith that my love will catch you before you jump down.

My hand extended to yours,

"Please don’t let it go!"

I love you forever,

You’re the eternity to my soul.

Insanity

I brush against my woes, just to repeat my misery again
The agony of dragging you through my mistakes should be a sin.
Flatten by the ground my tears bellow out.
A river running a mile of repetitions till it dries out.
I'm down and the economy has blessed me with doubts.
Educated by the mind with no one to hear me out.
Sending resume after resume trying to get my word out.
Insanity because I'm looking for another answer which hasn't come to means to feel me out.

Pages to my father

My made mission was to pay attention
Find selflessness in a world were selfishness existed.
Open arms to those who don't see forgiveness.
Live in light of lies knowing that there is truth in existence.
I played the violin to my issues.
Shed a tear for my pain.
Given that my emotions are dwelling on the tears of this page.
I wrote a letter to the world, and the message died in the clarity of my shame.
Forgive me for I am no more than humane.

Limits

Our grieving goodbye's are like are unpleasant hello's
We know that deep in are soul our love will never let go.
It's that yearning to leave but never wanting to walk.
Those sweet whispers in the ear, "I love you"
Creating joyous tears in the dark.
The blank stares in your eyes
Just to see deep in your soul
We find ways to walk in each others paths
So we know the limits on how our emotions will grow.

XOxo

A man sitting in a room
left alone is dying to be felt
A boy believes he is king only in his castle.

I've been hit with the reality that it's hard for me to breathe without feeling.
Unconsciously I continue to want to be felt and heard, but cords in my vocals
Can't reach out to those that I want to touch.

It's a battle between me and the mic.
Continuously it finds a way to keep fucking choking me.

These x's and o's aren't play formations for me to get the touchdown
It's just something I desperately need since the closets thing to touch
Is how I wash off the dirt from work.

I am slave to my own reality.
A pit full of needs that are masked by the wants
which will never be touched by my desires.

Miss American Dream

Miss American dream
Your beauty shining
You carry the weight of the world
Your love is so pure
You guided me out of hell
Saved me from jail
Wrapped me in warm clothes

Gave me a purpose in this world
Touched my soul
Told me the world isn't so cold

 Miss American dream
 Just that you were a dream
I woke up to the cold America has given me
 No shoes on my feet
A torn shirt on my back
A dumpster with burnt newspapers
An America that I lack
A purpose with no soul
 A love that's run cold.
I'm a man that homeless because America told me so.

Trimesters

My member was dismembered in the month of September,

December the weather was gray,

I rubbed my stomach everyday

Wishing the pain of losing my child wouldn’t stay.

Back track to March.

Hot and heavy,

He was ready, I was not.

I closed my legs.

He whispered in my ear, “Don’t be afraid.”

A tear rolled down my cheek,

“Please not today. I’m not ready ok.”

He begins to muscle my legs open while kissing my neck,

Then tells me, “I love u” just to seal the deal with my legs.

I then open myself up to a world of neglect,

38 missed calls, and no responses to any of my texts.

Three months later June opens my eyes,

To my surprise I noticed my stomach was getting bigger,

But it wasn’t from the McDonald fries,

My immediate move was to go to the doctor to find out why,

The doctor told me I’m pregnant, and then I die,

My whole body shuts down while my tears touch the ground,

I was in fear that my baby wouldn’t have a father now,

August comes around, as he opens the door,

To I the world was getting a little lighter,

Not before life turned cold,

I accepted him back in my life,

He wasn’t easily as accepting as I.

We argued everyday making my life turn worst,

The weather turned blue, as wet stains stayed on my shirt,

From tears I couldn’t stop from coming,

the kicking in my stomach made it worst.

September I was drained,

Family didn’t see me the same,

I became a stranger to the world,

My member was dismembered,

While sitting trying to eat dinner.

This boy raped me of my innocence,

Took away my pride,

Took away my soul,

Took away my child,

His words were swords,

Dicing away at the embolic cord.

I’m just torn.

Sitting in a dark shaded room,

Attempting to touch what was once not born.

He left me a woman scorn.

Images

Images

Her legs are a target pitch to market off her body,

Which is selling images to little girls,

 that it’s ok to be a little slutty,

I’m a Barbie! Look at me!

Attention whores are what I see,

Defining self with images that media projects them to be.

What happen to a Dr. Mae Jemison or Elizabeth Blackwell?

These women took what they had and excelled

By being more than half-naked women on shelves.

Don’t get me wrong, I like my women

Their beauty can be beyond skin deep, but what keeps me sexually enticed

Is a woman with mind to be more than what her body can achieve.

Excel with being the one to cure cancer, or have the power to change the world,

Find a way to make a way to be a positive mentor for these upcoming little girls,

Inspire them to be the next star to end the world’s appetite for greed

Make them understand that money doesn't come

 when legs are spread eagle between the sheets.

Let them be more than what they believe they can be,

It's a cold world out there,

 Only way to get warm is to blanket the world,

with a woman instead of a girl.

Let's

Let's put to pasture what we resuscitate,
by being able to give into the collection plate,
let those funds feed into our mistakes,
in chance that we are blessed to wash our sins away,
Let's be real,
Like the moist flower that pulsates between thighs of a woman who's hormones are outraged,
Let's be strong,
Like car doors that are butterflied, lift our first born to the sky, to hear that one noise when a baby cries,
Let's be parents,
Give guidance with no directions, in hopes that they know home, a place safe from opinions and deception,
Let's just be,
Here, now, you, me, us, we, together, complete,
One happy matrimony

Pandora's Box

She keeps her legs open, so she knows that someone's there.

A disaster of lusting for attention since no one cared to listen.

Daddy wasn't there to tell her her legs aren't a way to get a home.
So she craves for a lie to be told.

"I love u." "Your my only girl"

Like those are words she needs to hear for comfort.

She stands in a mirror decrypting lies of what men have said.
"Your ugly" "Your beautiful" "I hate you" "I love you"
These words sit in an empty bowl of ice cream, were her tears once met with a spoon to her lips.
A bitter sweet taste she devours.

Her walls of security broken down to how many sexual positions she can subdue to satisfy her man.
Downward dog was not a reference for her pup to go running loose in other's yards,
while she lays faced down blind, not to even see his paw,
She allows for him to cheat for that's all she knows,
A reality set on ice until the cork is popped off, and sipped on slow.
The warm sensation of another women scent drags over her body when they cuddle and kiss.
Its a pain that reigns strong on the milk cartons of missing daddies that never come home.

Orbiting Love

Mother Nature by nature,

 She’s cruel to my existence, Every time I wake her up,

She’s been well rested by mister moons scent.

I’m tired of seeing her turn her back on me,

I begin to lose it, but I love to see her wake up next to me,

Her beauty is heaven sent.

She wakes up with no make-up, and I begin to blush.

To see her natural is to see no flaw at all.

We argue ever day about where she goes to creep off.

She begins to get so mad that her body starts to blow up.

Haiti wasn’t an accident; it was us fighting over trust,

And India I apologize for our 75 minute break up,

Mistaken to be earthquakes or volcanoes that have erupt.

It’s just her expressing her frustration on how I keep questioning us.

I forget how mistreated the people feel about her.

Man cutting her limbs off each time I see a tree fall.

A vicious cycle we have, but I don’t see an end to our love.

Even though mister moon steal quickies with her, and calls them solar eclipses.

It’s just him cock blocking me from kisses I should be getting.

A love triangle we have, it’s such an orbiting bliss,

Such love we wouldn’t have if gravitational forces didn’t exist.

Black Ice

Lungs burning from winter’s fresh air, I begin to step out,

Tip-toeing my way to my car, I fall and time stands still.

Tail spinning to the ground, 278 miles away I hear a pulse,

 Not faint but drumming, it bangs louder and louder,

My vessel is awaiting my call, she’s grown weary.

The land is treacherous by Lake Michigan,

 Day in and out, She aches of chalk and lesson plans,

She fears of the big bad wolf while sleeping at home,

Her soldier too far to touch, she grips the phone as if it were his hand,

Her heart syncs up with each ring of the dial tone,

Then for a soft pause, “Hello”

I finally hit the ground,

Bothered by worry she asks if I was ok.

I reply, “I’ll be fine mom”

I get back up, to live it again.