Posts Tagged ‘ questions ’

Open Letter: the first step

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Decisions shouldn’t take
forever and a day
to make.

Especially
for that of which
Has a clear expiration date.

It’s either you do
Or you don’t.

There’s no thin line
Between love and hate.

If one gives you
all of their heart
How long
do you expect them to wait?

With wide open arms,
Clear conscious
And
a smiling face.

Half the battle
is not knowing
If the heavy yoke
Is worth the weight.

That takes
& drags you
down a road
That you wouldn’t
normally take.

Confusing
Kindness for weakness
Making a fatal mistake.

A show & pony facade
Done only to lighten up
The plate.

That’s over saturated
In non nutritious fat
Like food served at a Buffett.

Taking in only what you see
As if the truth
Was up for display.

Life takes a bit
To settle in
And you can’t really force fait.

But do what you
Need to do
Just know that it’s getting late.

Shit or get off the pot
Before you lose
Feeling In your legs.

Rerun opportunities

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Simple is
As simple does.
Which explains
Why one was,
Going through loops
Of an never ending run.
Repeating what
They’re too afraid of,
Jumping to and
Getting away from.

In Life

If

we are

an image

 of our creator

why

 are we so evil?

Is it the world

whose space age

technology

has somehow

broken through

the filter…

opposites attract

there can’t be dark

without no light

and you can’t feel empty

without

 some sort of filler…

some

are with the soul

of an angel

and there are those

hunting with the instincts

of a killer…

some

are “blessed” with both

at the same time

confusing

the destination

of the

 fulfiller…

 is

 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

A little birdie told me

news sure does

travel fast

especially when its juicy

even more when its something slightly tilted/exaggerated & bad,

“did you hear about what so and so did?”

“oh yeah, I heard she was mad”,

a lie is more appealing to the heart of the  eye

so of course embellishment is going to enrich it just a tad,

like a snowball effect down a mountain

it gets even bigger every go around like a reoccurring fad,

so once the news hits them over the head

how can one keep self-contained and not get a little mad?

 “word on the tweet is you had a crazy weekend”

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to all my exes still stuck on my sweetness

If you can take a Richard then you can take a joke, my dear quit being such a pessimistic fag 

Skipping Steps

I’m not looking

both ways

i’ve noticed

i’ve been skipping steps,

doing way better

than I deserve

oh please tell me

horror isn’t next,

you reap

what you sow

 a wise man

once said,

but if i’ve been

a lazy awful bastard

is that what I’ve planting

or am I reaping from previous?

oh it’s so difficult

to figure out

I probably shouldnt

fill my head with such things,

but theres so much

that i’ve pulled away from

its hard to pull into

what I haven’t been wanting to see,

reality is reality

and thats something

that is going to be

with or without me having an alarm to ring,

is it wrong

that i’m enjoying my self

speaking loudly

while I have the ability to sing?

or should I

use every precious moment

to keep building

until I no longer breathe?

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

is

scary

fuel to the fire

 


if there is
one thing
I can never
ever quit,

it’d be

loving you

against the walls

through the bricks,

even the

dirt and the smog

couldnt cover up what our hearts envision,

it’s just that

somethings

arent ment for me

to have to keep up with,

that’s why

I don’t jump

when I hear

others opinions (talking shit),

I figure

that’s their way

of being able

to cope with,

the fact that

im not effected

by their snidey

comments,

but I can’t lie

and say

that I

havent already questioned iT,