Revolution Of Love

Blank

Blank as the sky

but the clouds design it

Blank like the ocean

but filled with a salty taste

How can I be so blank but filled with so much design

These hands hold so much

The fingers can grasp the objects to create

My eyes will record the day

My arms are to hold

Legs are to keep me standing

Mind is the folder of my thoughts

Blank as the sky

but with clouds to design it.

Am I really blank

or can I not see myself yet?

Blank like the ocean

but filled with a salty taste

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Plea For Help

Person so blank He matches his name

Someone so tall you still cover you're thoughts

drop me in to the holes o=in you're head

let me in because I am tired of the lonely nights

lets know each other before time ends

...will it? Can I turn around a 360 circle to still see you in every angle

be my shadow

guide me yet like the light I look for

Can you pull me from the reach of Hell?

Pull me out of a fight but into you're arms

pull me from my tears into you're grasps

Can you uncover my truth with just the thoughts I put in you're hands?

Help me

I beg of you to help me.

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When Life Gives You Those Little Scars

When life leaves you. face down in the dirt. where do you go from there?

when life gives you those little task you know you can't over come. what do you do form there?

How about this little question

When life gives you that one person who it all comes down to, what do you do then?

Well I sit here and write this, with glances over at the man I love. I sit here and watch him lay on the bed at 9:03p.m. with his big wire-less headphones on listening to music to describe him. and I wonder what song is playing. And I continue to wonder what he is thinking and does he stare at me while I'm not looking at him. I know one day he will probably read this. maybe tonight if he finds it.

He asked me a question earlier. why do I always run back to him even though he hurts me. I ansered with "because I love you" I guess he didn't believe me cause he told that the love was no more between us That there was no more love but the friend love he ...

Tears Needed Not To Be Cried Sweet Child Of Mine

Just The Begining

Voice Mail Tagged With Worries

I got a voice mail today

From the school I was going to

They said I was withdrawn

Because I wasn't showing up

I sat at my kitchen table wondering

Why does this have to happen?

Because I went up there after I got

Out of the hospital and they told me to come

Back November 1.

I even had a DR note stating the same thing

I even gave them the DR note.

So now I sit here in confusion and anger

Becuase not only that.

I have to worry about a job

And rent

A place for Malachai to go while I work

Because who or what is open at 5

to watch a 1month old?

Now I worry about my education

And fixing my WIC

All over again.

For once I wish St Pete's people

would give another a break

For once I wish

Life would be easy.

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I Am

I am the rose that grew from the concrete

The power in ones strength

I am the Love to ones heart

with a key to unlock it all

I am the worker who can move a mountain

pebble by pebble.

and make wind with a single blow

I am the fitness to the gym

the trainers

and the student

I am the master

and the learner.

I am the artist so I will paint you a canvas

I will create this life form in new drawings.

I ama creator

fear me not and forget me dont

I am not God

But I am a follower

and a little of the reader.

I am strong but i do depend

Like the stars

I am bright.

I am intelligent and interested.

I am a mother and someone's girl

a sister and a niece

a cousin and a daughter

I am one of six in a house hold I call home

a child with a playless past

no play for me

beca...

Revolution Of Love

My homies

from top dog

to bottom crawlers

I say hey

My people

from the rich

to the poor

I say follow me

My friends

from ones I barely talk to

to the closest of the close

Can you hear me?

Do you understand where I'm coming from?

This Nation

One under God

Believe in me

and come with me

to explore this revolution of

Love

and fight for what we only got

and not what we want.

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I Can't Wait

I can't wait to be gone from you

To have my own life

My own place

I cant wait to be happy

And not come home to your bull

Your attitudes

I can't wait to be free

To be my own person

And take care of Malachai.

I can't wait to come home to a clean house

And I have everything for my son.

Not be pennieless and struggle why you spend up the last dime.

I can't wait to have my own room

And watch the snow fall.

I can't wait to decorate my home for the Holidays

And be with people on those days who actually love me.

I can't wait to be able to worry only about Malachai and me

And spend my own money

And buy gifts for my baby.

Oh I can't wait

To be out of Saint Pete

With all this HATE

MAN I CAN'T WAIT

To be my own person and no one boss me around

Or try to get me in trouble.

I can't wait for it jus...