Posts Tagged ‘ confused ’

In Life


we are

an image

 of our creator


 are we so evil?

Is it the world

whose space age


has somehow

broken through

the filter…

opposites attract

there can’t be dark

without no light

and you can’t feel empty


 some sort of filler…


are with the soul

of an angel

and there are those

hunting with the instincts

of a killer…


are “blessed” with both

at the same time


the destination

of the



 whats meant to be

what happens accidentally

and who forcibly

 pulls the trigger?

I suppose

this book

this passage

wouldn’t be entertaining

if it wasnt

a thriller

What we see depends mainly on what we look for

im very much

the type

to wear

my heart

on my sleeve,

but im also

very capable

of endorsing

emotions with a

giant sign that reads

no vacancy,

the route

in which

I take

all depends

on what I seek,

if I want iT

I’ll go out

running naked

if not


is what

iT will be,

I get

quite confused

with the multiple

of things

that I think and see,

is this right here

ment for fun

or that right there

ment for longevity,

am I really

this much

in control

or am I

being filled

with a


that the other

is just going

along with

getting a

good laugh

at me,

look at how



can be

so pretty she puts my beliefs on hold

she’s prettier then I remember

its funny what it took to see

all that she truly is

when im not concerned of her over powering and  controlling me

she’s so wild and she’s so free

im intoxicated by her energy

all I want is to touch her all over

just to make sure that she’s really in front of me

and then when I do

all that she can do is but smile and giggle at me

seeing my soul mate in another flesh that I honestly thought was the devil

scares the BE jesus out of me

that to me



tatoos & smiles

covered behind

the ink

that she feels expresses

her inner self,

lieing through

her teeth

with a smile

that is convincing

every one else,

that all is good

when problems


are still

left unfelt,

the days drag

until end

of the weak week,

where she can finally

let go

and speak deep,

let her hair down

and empower

her inner freak,

losing control

of what she was steering

because she is but

meek meat

ill wait

as she


on my bed,


sit back

away from her instead,

not wanting to get lost

in the sexy

that she has spread,

I admire her

and enjoy

the crazy thoughts in my head,


if I told her

a gentleman I couldn’t have been..

so I


not to say,

the things

that I worry

I shouldnt ever say,

even though


stupid shit any way,


maybe I

shouldnt stay,

in this hesitation



it’s really stuffy

and things move

at a slow pace…

in honesty


don’t know

what to do,

I don’t want

to go in

and look

like a fool,

but then again

I don’t want time to pass

and me

never make a move,


if she’s testing me

when she refers to other dudes…

shes close

because she trust me

and that’s something

I don’t want to lose,

am I

rendered helpless

lost in the

BFF blues,

she is

in my house

and knows what

iLike to do,


being tested

tempted to bend shit

when I got to stay true.

remaining faithful

to the oath


a gentleman,


too much is given

much is tested

and that’s where I should stand,

often times


with my

thing in my hands,

getting a grip

of the things

I should

allow to pass,

not holding

trust as hostage


crazy demands.

so like

a ninja

I patiently


never  to pounce

for attack

but to pounce

when I lean on a not so strong trait,


gain honor

and maybe

earn my way,

to something

stronger spiritually

something along

the lines/brought to you by fait.

which is


in this

generation of NOW,

where you

get what you can get

and not worry

about the HOW,

from material


to the relationships

we keep homeward bound,

I’ll just wait

if that means

that it’ll astound

and get a WOW!!!