Bed

Off to sleep while I silently weep

Praying prayers for the lost as they face a new week

Hear me

Now listen .. no time for repetition
the precision in the mission is like nuclear fission
an explosion .. knowing time is golden
beholding the notion that was lost in the commotion
I'm open letting all these people see me
part to the past that lead to the deceiving
I'm breathing, seething, tears start streaming
bleeding sweat in thought, my minds still dreaming
believing, an omnipotent being
I can't see you but I'm still fearful without seeing
perpetual love, from my daddy above
always watching over me especially when times got rough
I turned my back, even times I talked smack
hit me with the force to knock my moral train off track
I was derailed, impaled my negative thoughts
changed the wheels, same tires, so the nail was still caught
I'm runnin' on flats, no spare left in the trunk
convoluted emotions filtered with a layer of junk
then I drop to knees, tears streaming down my face
floodgates to my eyes broke loose an gave chase

Society - unfinished

People now a days are struggling with they strife
not realizin' perpetuation stays in the sight
But at night it's like
everything is lookin shady
corners littered with children holdin' they own babies
At the age of 9 I was fine
grew a little older and felt the emptiness in my mind
start expandin .. something I couldn't imagine
partially grasped the gist but not the full understandin
so I wandered, squandered, lost in the fog
trusting societies perception of God
That was wrong, but I didn't know better
How could I trust in God when I had more faith in my beretta
Watching people around me, all failing profoundly
while they to surround me with their ignorance abounding
I was bounded, confounded, an so astounded
by my own inadequacy that was so seemingly founded
I found it..

I was so alone, finding my solace in poems
writing lyrics reaching out for something that I didn't know
being told .. I was stagnant could never grow
felt life was cold, and that's as far as it would ever go
And then one day, something really simple changed my life
Saw the shine an thought my life would be ended by knife
went threw my skin, but the pain didn't begin
went out of my mind, grabbed the knife and stuck it in him
when I got back home, and then it was known
Thought I wasn't harmed till I saw the gash on my arm
it was the dead of the night, so I thought it was alright
woke up the next morning faced with a lingering plight
my life now suddenly seeming to have more meaning
Couldn't ignore the truth when my wound was still gleaming
it's beaming, such a radiant shine ..
could have been worse if I hadn't moved my body in time
guess it's time ..

Tears

Tears slide down my face with a relative path
guided by gravity and my sorrows from past
carving a way, down my ebony skin
leaving trails of sadness to let the healing begin
Salt deposits felt, so time to scrub my face
I'm just tired, so I yawned .. oops, was this poem out of place?

:)

Forged Heart

To live to love
to love to live
to give to take
to take to give
I live this life
I give this life
I love this life
He touched .. this life
Feeling blessed, as though I need no longer worry
excitedly grab my papers in my bookbag in a hurry
Scrub my face, rush out the door
Poptart in my mouth as I plop on the floor
Pull out my pens, my paper, my notes
stick my tongue out to the side as I'm bursting with hope
Eyes open wide, glistening with youthful joy
ears properly cleaned to navigate the canals in his hoy
Weighed down by the knowledge that just keeps on growing
Raise my hand eager to show that my learnings weren't plateauing
As I'm called I stand, and tidy my bow ..
"I've forged my heart with God .. so I'm good .. ya know?"

Ya boi!

Sometimes

Sometimes don't know which way to go
tossed and turned lost amiss the turbulent flow
Lefts and rights, gazed in the maze
eyes waxed over as the subtleties get phased ..
out
Iron out the kinks
losing identity to the masses and being restricted from think..
ing
Turning into a monotonous drone
A clone of those who are prone to all the things that the Lord doesn't condone

Look at the sky
wonder why the hues are so deep
Saturated with goodness as we flock to be his sheep
guidance .. and reassurance of the land
keeps us pressing forward to the given task we have at hand
Losing ones identity in who they are to be from the Lord
is something quite troubling, and something that strikes a chord

You .. you think you know better than the creator?
The one who is smooth like velvet, the original debater?
Much of a debate it isn't, as you could never find the words
to suppress his incredible love and knowledge filled inside of ears of verbs
Like the corn splits, so do our shells
exposing our soft insides that we often try to sell
Black market ..
Giving up what God gave us as our gift
the very life that Jesus died to save, and thus creating a rift
Our differing view to what we believe God has planned
as though true ideals of justice could ever be based off Man

Don't forget who God made you to be, the reason for your call
the embodiment of Jesus Christ our Lord, the rock that never falls
When help is needed, just stretch out a hand
he's always reaching out for you, our tender loving father helps us stand
adversity all around, our brothers and sisters unite
grasping our other hand and slip into the night
Shining our lights into the darkest of hearts
inserting Gods wisdom back where it was always from the start

Collapsed minds lose themselves to the insanity that's a foreign object
Tool of the enemy placed inside to try to make us forget and defect
We are prefects, and as precursors to his love
comes the removal of our burdens, the weights gone .. above

Why

Why is it that we feel the way we feel at times
in line with rhymes that feel like pelted dimes
Often wonder, the depth of blunders
shake and quake like the Earth inner layers down under
Something inside me growing, not knowing it's intent
unknown to be known, yet known that it's present in a sense
Welling up, I meditate on what it may be
praying that it's the opposite of latent negativity
Over come what has been, try to produce the not
begin with new beginnings, take a fated shot
So many emotions going on inside, after the border ride
skip jumped ship now just trying to quell the uneasiness inside
Huge move not seen by all
that transcends another state, and transfixes on the fall
Niagra, no longer simply up above
but now resides below, and it's something I must come to love
Can't and won't deny, that I'm missing my true home
the place where I was born and raised, the place I knew as my own
Sitting around, lazily all day, with nothing else to do
So I sit and I contemplate .. what if I had never left you
I do ..
I do.