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Mood Lighting

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There is
a light
That shines,
And
iT’s meant
To guide you,
& me…

At best,
iT causes
Us to fight,
Because
we can’t believe
What iT is
That
the other,
Can see…

I can’t rest
If iT’s too
bright,
What is iT
About the darkness,
That just
Allows me to be?…

I’d offer
My hand,
To have & to hold
with
All my might,
But at this time
My dear,
I’m not ready to leave…

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Death is too slow

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For those
That still
feel.
Know.
That there is still love.

For the pulse
That still beats,
You’re alive
And doing well,
Above.

those
That know not
The gentle
And the,
sweetest of touch.

I impatiently
Seek the magnet
That will hopefully
Shut me
The F*** up.

B.E.A.S.T

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Be still,
Everything will be okay.
At least for the moment.
Savor what you have laid.
Tender is the enjoyment, Of will.

My dear
Beware,
Of the beast.

To a Happy New Year

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Does a new year

Really stand for a new you?

Juggling demons

Isn’t the same

as slaying them

That,

Is True….

I’ll be frank

Excuses aren’t my aim

Or what I plan on

“Trying to do”.

I truly want

to be,

New…..

There are too many vices

To ween off of slowly

Or diffuse.

Having to break down walls

Sounds exhausting,

But the hauntings

Aren’t cute…

I’m not hard

To be found

But I’ve hidden far away

enough

To miss a few cues…

Some would think

I’ve died away,

There’s parts that are,

However

It’s in the realm

Of altering views.

That my comedic

Inability to express,

Has pigeon tied me to…

To be Bold

Is to be Brave

What’s more different

Then what herds follow & choose?

The years

(If we’re lucky)

Pass often enough

(Some unfortunately)

In repeat,

Until we decide

On something to do….

What that something is

Relies

Entirely

On You.

Free Fallin’

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It’s like I
Have no control
Of my feelings
And what i do.

I jump out
With no safety net
Or idea
On what the landing will do.

Some live life
Overly Calculated
Others
With no clue.

I’m doing this
Awkward off beat
Dance
Between the two.

But…..

If you don’t
Take a chance
There’s no telling
What will come through.

Seven times a woman: Don’t Ask Don’t Tell

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If I don’t judge you,
Then don’t don’t judge me.

Which is a little difficult,
Since I automatically
label everything
that I see.

There’s always
a motive at hand,
& Lord save the damned
Oh woe for those that can’t see .

The Media and followers
Have burned the image,
Of lust being
the save all
like its something that’s fat free.

Making it apparent
That love is a pointless
obstacle, as a glutton filled waste of a calorie!

Which is sad
Because that’s what
these hoes breathe.

Injecting and digesting
False pretenses
& endlessly
mixed feelings.
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Do you call something by its name,
when you see thats it’s disguised?

Is that a heads up to be discreet?

Team Cray Cray

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I don’t know why

I do

The things
that I do…

An age old question

I should be
tired

Of having
to
reuse…

Now,
I’ve been told
That

I lack
common sense
&
May have a
few/couple,
screws loose…

I don’t want to believe

But after so long

Of using

The same
old
excuse….

I’ve come
to the
conclusion

That I really know not
The things
that I
do….

Surprise hides not
When I see
the outcome
Of my imagination
Alone
In an empty room….

With desert like
Illusions
And a thirst
That senses water
Going through
This shiny
noose…

(GodKnows)
I mean only
Beauty
In the truth….