Ryne Figueroa

Monster

The first word to think of for a start.

Knowing I try not to be in its cart.

Behind on everything in this life.

The mind reshuffling for what’s right.

Took after the my way approach.

Didn’t know I be smashed like a roach.

Through the unknown and then the seen.

Through the love than the hatred it’s mean.

For who my life I give purpose?

Don’t know why it goes dark with worthless.

The next phase to not state what to do.

To think it attack it make it come true.

Reattach my soul to what’s new.

Missing my high school and respite crew.

Uno reverse it like magic times two.

Or two of kind three of kind I miss you too.

I was once a lost one then guided in faith.

Then it took dark events to shift my rate.

Only thing is what to make good for conquer.

For myself or others am I truly a monster?

Cold

Seeking seek seeker search searches.

All with the same meaning for it’s merchant.

I will conquer even though I ma let down.

Let my guard down as much as my crown.

Wanting that connection of l.o.v.e.

But reminded its a lot for me to see.

One day it will all make sense in my life.

Hold on to believing but still isn’t nice.

Family absent relatives even more dark.

Guess the words that are meant is in a bark.

Not for me to see right now the doors closing.

Can’t tell which is meant to what’s opposing.

When will it knock the thing called bold?

Even then invite the warmth and the cold.

Wash

Life is pretty amazing isn’t it.

Reflections from standing to laying to a sit.

I admit it has a bit of a switch.

Feels more like pain when it’s a twitch.

Can one really understand self conflicting?

We search for good but worse keep seeking.

Like if we’re waiting in the shadows to devour.

No wonder the human emotions can go sour.

The life we wanted oppose to the life given.

Gratitude to what we have makes it even.

Count the blessings even when it feels worse.

It will feel at times that good has its curse.

If you haven’t gone through the pit of mosh.

Let your heart and mind at least be wash.

Request

It’s amazing isn’t it.

About 50 people on this train to fit.

It’s 3:09am and all with a story of where.

Where did we just come from?

How did I day night end up?

And where are we headed now?

Some home some with their spouse.

MTA is known for their rats not a mouse.

It’s just amazes me sometimes how life is.

It’s like a test but starting off with a quiz.

God was definitely in the heart for energy.

God inside was inside for I can get moving.

Feeling better and it felt a bit soothing.

My light enter a room and the energy shift.

It was for the day and night it’s not a fix.

But maybe faith rising for what is meant.

You can not stop what is god sent.

Find out to know what’s next.

Find out to know what’s it’s for it’s best.

Just keep on moving at gods request.

Because

The reasons to know why.

I sit and cry.

Mentality unrealistic and emotions in bond.

Try to be manipulative with it call it a con.

I’ve wasted so much time in reflecting.

Being sad not living who am I kidding?

Wanting to have things laid out in ways.

Not realize people are people that’s the haze.

Think about me now blow up in a phase.

Waking up in life is a scary place.

To know we have control is a taste.

When I see such a thing it felt like in space.

How can I just go on alone in faith?

One day I pray for it to all click.

Even when I have dark moments that it’s sick.

Where I m able to finally be allowed to pause.

To feel function and be me just because.

Mix

I m in a vortex of feelings and compulsion.

Torn with free will and going with motion.

As I fail in my eyes of existing and not alive.

The supporting cast around is a lie.

No state or even comment or ask why.

Constantly battling within wanting to be free.

Wouldn’t had thought that this wasn’t for me.

The sadness is overblown.

I m doing much more than to be shown.

Feels like I m being recorded for worse on a drone.

Why is sadness entering rather than anger?

It’s like I have a good side around a manager.

Feeling more human yet crazy what a fix.

Alive is the goal happiness is joy what a mix.

Reboot

The years that I searched and searched.

The day finally came my heart felt cursed.

Not what I imagined when I ran into her.

The thought of her losing her mother occur.

Remembering the days of what I wanted.

But I wasn’t seen on that level felt taunted.

I echo the sounds and the event I attended.

Had feels of I belonged then again offended.

A building which held a lot of history.

Knicks are champs my life went into a mystery.

When I was in the moment of the event.

I felt great I didn’t shallow to bend.

When the event was over.

Felt like my life was back to a four leaf clover.

Pizza and then in her arms.

Just another past of scars for an alarm.

Realizing in that moment I m really defeated.

Feels like I m in real heated.

Sadness over taking my spirit.

Willing to change it willing to hear it.

What is next for a change root?

Feels I m in a constant struggle reboot.

Better

One flip and slap on the wrist.

Is the next step to take a bigger risk.

We sometimes question the fall.

But we never question the rise when tall.

Questions I have many to count.

One that can flicker one’s mind and bounce.

Tired but still walking.

Tired but still in air talking.

Knowing what it is to stay in dark and silence.

You have to know when there is a clear balance.

It’s time to be when it comes to talent.

Gather what I learned and what to know.

For not myself but others can glow.

What will be to watch and it let it flow.

Sometimes in a flash but best when slow.

Everything these days is clout through glasses.

The eye sight ones we now call it Meta.

When will it be for one self for the better.

Accept

Today was a day of just not knowing.

It went from planned to stay in to bestowing.

A Spanish dinner on my own.

Prefer the company but the option was alone.

Just when I think I m grown.

There others around me to remind my tone.

The dinner lead to an unexpected turn.

Suddenly new plans to old habits for a burn.

The movies to a blind eye film.

My escape for two hour what a realm.

A movie about openness anger marriage.

Maybe a movie but with life it’s a baggage.

Be grateful for the days because I laughed.

Being around strangers it was a blast.

Myself just going in life for what’s next.

To know who it is for a met.

To what will become to finally just accept.

Genesis

The out look from beginning of time.

Stop me if you can if I m lying on what’s mine.

As a kid I visioned big.

To get into a world where everything is rigged.

I thought that was wrestling and movies.

Other it was music when they called it Groovy.

Not really taught about life or how to move in.

It has its in and out cycles for a grin.

And that frown can completely go reverse.

Some may call it an ongoing curse.

To finally admit that I m tired is a form.

Of surrender the thought can leave a torn.

The mind can want the body can flake.

In this world it really is a give and take.

Bless are those who are still brave to keep on.

Because when it’s over then it’s all gone.

All rise all fall when the clock reaches six.

The blessings form for the real Genesis.

Let

Earlier I was committed in my mind to write.

Now I am consume of movement to type.

A service that had a lot of enlightenment.

In front of me the thing I want the sentiment.

I want for myself feeling guilty for it as well.

See the darkness when Christ is mentioned.

Through others it feels like a pain out loud.

But a work is being done I wonder how?

Then the wonder becomes reason.

You either walk through while breathing.

You take what is being served.

Even when you feel you’re being curved.

We stay working on the nerve.

For all we see it’s a place of a bet.

The things welcome in we must really let.

Strength

We honestly don’t realize our own strong suit.

Not until things feel down or things go down.

One day looking to turn a frown.

Another day feeling worthy for life’s crown.

It’s funny that we have to keep going.

Especially when things are highlight knowing.

Today maybe one of those days to navigate.

Knowing when and when not to take the bate.

But when it comes to church attendance.

It can come for a nervousness or steadiness.

I just want to believe that it’s all for a reason.

All of it in its coming season.

I rather feel all my senses and enjoy being alive.

But sometimes it’s a battle within the mind.

Getting up just to do the day can be a grind.

It’s a different type of strength to go and find.

I some how have to get over the worth length

It’s a up hill to show my undeniable strength.

Unknown

Trusting instance for every move is like chess.

Sometimes we will have the right rep.

The knowing of where to go for its time.

Then in other ways to know what’s not mine.

How can I tell the difference.

Using all my gifts for its preference.

Need to know when it’s good to start.

Need to know when it’s good to not.

Going online avoiding AI all the bot.

What seems to be usually is.

What usually scares you money adults kids?

Or career paths that don’t make any sense.

The spirit mind can get deep it’s intense.

Pair it off into what can be.

One life one chance for me.

All stories of upside down turns.

Usually comes with scars inside that burns.

The main thing is learning for one to be grown.

It can in its own way knowing the unknown.

Block

As my scar on my hand feels pinch unseen.

Signs to stop yet I still turn it green.

Literally asking the question what’s wrong with me?

Feeling in ways I m half free.

In other ways it’s very hollow.

It’s a weary feeling some it’s shallow.

It’s literally my same pattern.

If I was a planet I be name Saturn.

My gratitude my down fall in it’s history.

It’s for me to clearly see to others a mystery.

Still wanting the day to say will you marry me?

Things that may seem so far away.

Can be closer than I think even next may.

When new and meant it will stay.

I have to overcome I was born out of wedlock

It’s up to me for things won’t remain block.

Building

I wanna say thank you to the creator.

It’s not about kissing up or being a beggar.

My experiences through good bad holy evil.

The PTSD of them shoving the needle.

In and out of consciousness.

You would think I be angry, out right pissed.

I have every reason to be.

But I also know that my actions it’s for me.

All of it for it to see.

You may ask what kind of sick loving game.

It’s my fault if I remain the same.

I m the believer, experiences first next change.

You may say I m giving the creator too much power.

I wasn’t given this earth to continue in sour.

I pray because it’s real.

It’s out to do the same some call it a steal.

Breaking a commandment for you to heal.

I ve been giving the gifts since birth.

Keep using it you won’t lose it until end earth.

I have to eventually do my part.

My problem is sometimes where do I start.

Picking up scenarios like put it on a cart.

The life cycles my highlights my dealing.

1-10 10-20 20-30 30 age going I m building.

Really

When the songs plays the memories follow.

It’s like force eating your food you swallow.

Something’s fade to black then highlight.

A reason to give energy a reason not at night.

We are all guilty of something in this world.

Maybe not by law but spiritual we would curl.

I m tired I m exhausted but I will fight.

Because that’s the dog in me it’s my might.

From my grandparents to titi Millie.

I m built for it thanks to above yes really.

Gatekeeper

The signs of new beginnings I can sense it.

Full of wonders and all its nature.

Faith is coming in with a deep fixture.

All gifts and I mean all come from above.

You got to experience the lows like a tug.

I am able to think for myself I can make.

The gift of all is the ability to take and create.

Far apart from the shackles life holds.

Breaking chains to create greatness he knows.

Not trusting is a lifestyle for better or worse.

Put everything in for a story what a curse.

Why would anyone do that to themselves?

To live the life that was gifted.

Knowing all can end in what is shifted.

I got work to do for the weary.

I maybe weary myself but will go steady.

Shine when the camera isn’t on myself.

Knowing the real bag is in health.

I love you I love her I wanna say to a wife.

Don’t wanna deny ways or Christ.

Want to keep on as human it gets deeper.

Refuse to be anyone’s gatekeeper.