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I am at the end of my rope No longer can I hold on I’ve filled my life with dreams and hopes In order to stay strong My hands are burnt and battered I try to keep a grip But my dreams no longer matter Because my mind begins to slip Hope is now replaced with fear And dreams transformed to nightmares The rope is covered with my tears And this fall creates a scare I’ve held on for as long as I can And hope you understand I must let go and learn to cope Without you as my rope
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I played life as fast and furious
A grand theft auto state of mind
Where mysteries were fearless
And adventure was always available to find
A hunter after control
In a game made to play you the fool
With gears to change,
And hallucinations strange
I was captured an inmate
As if it were my destined fate
As my thoughts continued to play crimes;
Repeating several times
With plans made of schemes,
They became destructive scenes
Until left with defeat
And a mind driven insane
With no one to blame;
Parallel parked in an alley
The screen went black

And as it did, reality came back
The darkness and the cold
With dreams of false gold
A fast and furious story,
That should have never been told
My throat fucking feels pinched
The kind where I’m held by the neck
Left merciless, on a wall hinged
A feeling that’s sicker than sin
Skeletons rumble from within
With pulsing,
There’s more gulping
Air to swallow isn’t there
Even if it was, I still wouldn’t care

Like a vacuum placed perfectly on the jugular;
In moments made as beats irregular
Fears slap me on the face
As the heart continues to race
Anger turns to cheeks red
Finally giving in; blood shed
As I let the drums fade
To the slices of a blade
Waiting for the last breath
So I can escape life,
And meet my death
I found myself down a path less taken
One made of yellow, if I’m not mistaken
As I looked down
I was wearing heels of red
That glistened as they led
I found courage like that of a lion,
No longer afraid to be on my own
I found power in being alone
With armor to fight where I’d been
I protected my heart with tin
Creating love from within
Once scared, like that of a crow
My mind began to sow
Reaping the benefits of a story untold
My self love continued to grow
With hopes and dreams as the cause,
I continued on the path to Oz
What I found was a connection
An ending as a revelation;
Where my mind, body and soul
Were complete with a heart full
A journey that was once unknown
Ended up being the one,
That would lead me back home
Walking Through an Alley, Photo by Wayne Miller, 1946-48
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Fear is an unforgiven bastard And takes us into the the unknown I’ve heard the challenge is to conquer it But it still never leaves us alone It treats me like woman scorned And sometimes brings me to tears And just like my scorned lover It’s hard to face my fears Although I’d like to run and hide Because I am afraid It grips me tight and makes me fight This bastard I must slay
Kissed by the moonlight And caressed by the stars Sunsets exposed flaws, While clouds concealed our scars Snow blinded true intentions Of the sins never mentioned Hail inflicted more damage As we sought our own redemption Rain washed away the pain But the stains still remained Love disguised to be the norm Until we weather the next storm
Some days it seems
Like insanity became even more
Than what it normally deems
Like I’m constantly banging on the door
To be let out
And be apart from my vices,
No more reasons for doubt
A calmness that’s priceless;
Some days it seems
That my mind is on autopilot
In a place I’ll never find peace
Constantly making things a riot
A life made of fear
Wishing to just disappear
Some days it seems,
I’m tested to the extremes
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Tears lined your cheeks as I held you in my arms One solemn promise made, I shall bring you no harm Compelled by your beauty, you stole my heart like a thief Hope in your eyes concealed years of grief Pain made you strong and taught you a lesson That not all gifts given are truly a blessing Control over you is what other men seek Buy your love and claim your life selfishly to keep You deserve to love freely without reservation Without the feeling of pressure or any obligation Bear full witness to a love that is true Only then will you realize, they didn’t deserve you
Is it dark or pure light Swallowing the self within Restraint by ropes drawn tight A battle to win Captured hearts in a cage Left defenseless, Could be mistaken for rage Bound to oxygen’s play Each breath taken slow The body shakes Until calm as the waters that flow When beating stops cold, To nature’s wind who’s breeze blew brisk The story of death told Provide's chill like the thrill of the risk But painted in blood are the lies that unfold A darkness, with no more light to behold
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If I’m feeling myself today
Will you charge me with a felony
If I stole your heart with a kiss
Would that be considered grand larceny
If we are both charged in love
Are we considered co-defendants
When I say I want to be your soul provider
That doesn’t mean that you are now dependent
Just because our love is on fire
You want to label me an arson
These are simply sins of the heart
And all should be pardoned
But if you decide and label them crimes
Sentence me to hard labor
And two terms of life
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A field is where I find home
Away and alone,
Where flowers are embraced
And fresh air tastes
A sky mellow yet frisky
Meant to be wild
Setting me free
As a place
Where I can just be
Did you really think I’d just walk away
Because of the hurtful words I heard you say
We both said things to cut so deep
Inflicted pain which caused us to weep
Made us doubt every feeling in the heart
Caused us to question what we had from the start
Overshadowed the love we thought we once knew
Exposed vulnerabilities in a love thought true
Did we blink and Lose sight of things to accomplish
Or do you refuse to admit the things we admonished
Should I bow down, resign and remain bitter
Or remember that I was never raised as a quitter
