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In Search Of

IN SEARCH OF

IN SEARCH OF

*i use to

search

with out a reason

or a clue,

*now i search

just because

its something

to do.

-As if i had

a moment

to my self

to think & breathe,

-i seek

to feed,

the notion

of need,

-but

there is none

stuck in between,

a “Do Nothing Bitch”

& the one who enables the greed..

*I AM

no one to talk

I AM

as selfish as SIN,

*with the willingness

to fix

but none such eagerness

to begin.

-i cant

make decisions

for others..

*I’m hardly content

with the decisions

I’ve made for my self…

-i just pray

for love

to bless

every lover..

*and hope

they’re not only

concerned about the eyes watching

which is only for themselves…

Catch me if you can

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Touches.

Sweet touches.

Why must you

Fight me away.

I want

What you want.

We shouldn’t have to go

Into endless loops

Just for the hopes

Of being able

To be

on the exact same page.

– Yet we do.

For lack of a better term of phrase

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Patience
Has never been
My
Strong suit.

If I don’t get
What I want
Right away
Then it’s on
to something new.

Usually
Forgetting
If not neglecting
All that I hold true.

However this time
I’m waiting
like I’ve never
Ever wanted to.

And Never
Have I ever
wanted like
I want you.

Writing rhymes & riddles
In poems
For days
Like Its THE
Only thing to do.

Hoping it grabs
Your attention
And you understand
I’m not just trying to do
What iT is that most dudes do.

I love
Your everything’s
Especially
That In which
you boast to…

It’s no wonder
Why I wonder
So much about you
During/throughout the day.

What are you doing?
How are you feeling?
Did you get your sleep?
Have you gotten home safe?

If I get
No response
I tend to worry
As If I said something,
the wrong way.

I know
I throw out too much
All at once
And words can flip
like bullets ricochet…

Is that
My subtle clue
That I should
Slowly slip away?

Probably,
Since my fascinations
Could just be
An inconvenient phase.

That kick started
Soon as I was victim
To your “idgaf
about you” face.

Charm is
Often deceitful
& beauty is
Usually vain.

I’ve been too scared
To ask your spiritual views
Regardless
I hold you on high to be praised…

You are no longer
Forced to
be around me,
So in essence
You’re free.

I’ll leave
My Ramblings
To “random” pictures
That register to others
As simply amusing.

Spilling my heart
Like Easy come/Easy go,
Freddie preached
To those
Unassuming.

YhWh
Build me
With Super strength
The devil drugged me
With that’s confusing.

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.

Making it work

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There’s a few things
I guess
We should each
Get use to..

Routine
And Techniques
To read in between the lines
As some hints sometimes
Don’t really
Provide a proper walk through…

I will only do
As I’m asked
And allowed to.

Since Anything more
Has risks
screams & shouts
To hurry up and leave the room

Understanding
I tip my hat to.

Thoughts of a madman

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It won’t
Go away
Or
Let go

The thought
Although
as uncomfortable
As it is,

Has been given the green light
To leave
But instead holds on tight
like a freshly pressed
jelly of shit jar lid.

As if the demons I can’t shake off
Have been
Given permission
by the angels who protect me
to Continually pick at my wig,

I’m guessing it’s up to
True repentance
Because I’m a repeat offender
of my reoccurring sins.

But for how long
Must I
Have to
Endure
it?!!

It’s hard to move on
When the reels of the mind
Rewind
and play in an endless loop

Leaving me with a hunger to re-visit
Just so that I can have
Another dose of reality
When I already know the truth…

None of it seems worth it
In time
I hope it blurs
Away

If I go back
I will stay
However
With out a doubt
Are the thoughts that plague
Just the same

Crossed Priority Blunder

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Cross the T’s
And dot the i’s
Take his thoughts
Reshape her thighes.

Configured truths
Make up for lies.
While The real is read
Between the lines