Posts Tagged ‘ accept ’

Wants Melt

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I don’t take
Rejection
Very well.

It’s either
You love me
Or you
Can go to hell.

Like the creator
Above me
Jealousy
overwhelms.

And all
Ones left with
Are the conviction
In them selves…

All I wanted was her heart
Truth
She wore
like a belt.

Distractions
Kill time
Her flesh
She gave to someone else.

The angels
Would Tend to cry
Her demons
Couldn’t stand the smell.

The blood
Of something Greater
Would more times than not
Fiercely Compel.

Creating a cycle
That would reflect
The flaming fires
Of hell.

Only to look back
And wish
For a stronger will
In my self.

Scarlett’s web

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The corner
In the room
Goes unnoticed
And unswept,
The back
Of your mind
Holds all of the best
Secrets,
Patience
Holds true
In the last
Of seconds,
Right before
Times out
The far off cloud in the 9’s
extends width,
But
then
It
Slips…

Sit & Wait

I sit

and I wait,

fait

is sure to come.

I’ve noticed never when I want it

no matter how fast I run,

towards it

I absorb hits

still leaving me with none,

of the excitement

fear ignites with,

waiting

you’re no fun

shadow approaching

there’s no way

to get away

when the better part of the day

has gone ahead and been slayed

not by the means of the mean/but by the time and retreating sun rays

now all that remains

is a little corner with no shade

and although never wanting to be burned/ I’ve grown accustomed to what I’ve paved

and the memory of what once was/now quickly fades

so I stand where I stand/and for no reason/just…. wait….

MadMan

Self interest

highly addicted

overly medicated

mom tested & kid approved,

wearing all the template faces

reflecting off

the many moods

of all the moons,

this is different

the weeks been twisted

woe to what sexy mixed in

& to what Elohim showed through & proved,

 even though

my mind knows better

my flesh wants what is clever

and to satisfy its worldly womb,

a little to drink

a lot to smoke

taking away the powers to think

about our close approaching/appending doom,

I await with a smile and a peace sign

something pretty on my lap/raw hide

when really all that is needed is my  bible app

and patience for these wounds to soothe

#MadMan

sinking down

floating

I was

floating

I am,

then thoughts

like rocks

sink into the waters

from the sand,

worries

of needs

and wants

priorities in high demand,

sink me and we

into the deep

past

the damned,

we fight

we struggle

only pushing us further

from land,

my rough edges

make it harder

to take hold

and grab onto the soft hands,

of those

willing to save

most would rather

blow away like a fan,

 my pros are many

by my cons

start and end with

I am but a man,

.

.

.

sinking down

I

AM