momma

Quick write before bed

With memories fading, vision tunneling. The bigger of life's meaning is mighty humbling. 
My rooms darkening, I feel reaper creeping on in as I'm stumbling. 
Breath is now shallow. Feel weakness over taking my temple. 
The spirits want me to follow. But only god can be my shepherd. 
Walking the valley, I can see my life's edge. So towards it I continue to trek. 
Looking down, I witness the abyss. So powerful, calling me to drift.

Lean forward and fall into the pit. I was told this was the only way to conquer it. 

 

Lost behind a mask

Basically I can't let go, of everything and more. 
I've lost myself and soul, losing all self control. 
Outside influence molds, making me this animal. 
My anger only grows, can someone save me or no?

So pour up another glass.
Shattered mirrors and bloody hands.
Not happy with who I am, nothing can go as planned.

My reflection hides behind a mask.

Identity has slipped from my grasp. Lost over memories of the past. Familiar faces never seem to last. Restrained my urges to unleash my wrath. Lost in the ways of life and romance 

Sunken Path

What do I do with myself now that I'm unhappy? Been hating my life and the ways that it has me, caught in a bind between romance and fantasy. Wishing it was reality, because my reality seems broken. What a tragedy. 

This seperation is damaging. Spirt filled bottles jump at me from the cabinetry. Drink to drown my sorrow, just another casualty. Enchanted by lust and magic, see, I can't tell whats happening. Part of me still wants you to come... back... for... me.

Yet the stronger me knows you're shallow and wicked. Nothing like the picture you depicted. Only felt worthless because I was addicted, to your taste, your touch, that smell of your hair, I couldnt get enough.

A break through. I know I can do this without you. I don't hate you, I thank you for helping me see this new angle. God sometimes sends obstacles in the form of an angel. When the path you walk has your feet burried to the ankles, just walk ...

Poison

Thought I was drinking the holy elixir. Because without you I felt my heart grow sicker. Couldn't drown the memories with no amount of liquor. But don't think I love, only miss her. 
The conversations we had left me weakened. Tore down my amor just to end up beaten. Heart flatlined, no longer skippin. Losing interest in living. Life seems ruined by this division. 
You were poison in my veins. Distracting in every way. Smile that could bring the sun out on the darkest day. That's besides the point I'm trying to say. Shallow as you are you dug me the deepest grave.
Thought about lashing out. Yet the memories just have me laughing now. Thinking life will show me a different route.

Trying to find the antidote so I can move on and finally cope. Ears plugged into the stethoscope. Listen to my heart and let you go.

Peace to the land

Peace to the land and death to the destruction. Breathe in the air and exhale negative assumptions. Live in the now and stop dwelling in past. Trust me I've seen the spells that it can cast. Let go of the pain, pray that good times last. Be grateful for life even if it seems the hardships won't pass. Carve your own path until you find your right one. Keep walking along, the righteous will carry you when your feet numb. Just don't walk blind, you might not like the outcome. Have faith in yourself, not just the one up above. Embrace what's left with gratitude and love. The world seems lost, but really it's just a new journey. The media only plays what people find concerning. Just to makes you think evil is constantly emerging. Bring Peace to the land and prevent your soul from burning. We all make mistakes, but that's why we're all still learning. 

Emotions

Emotions are something I can't depend on anymore. As they always keep me in a state of inner moral war. War with myself. More than self conflict. If I gave in, the devil will turn me to a convict. Rob and steal, feeling thats my only option. Emotions run high but I know that I got this. Gun under my chin then I hear the child in me begging to stop it. Working  two jobs seven days a week. Never see no profit. God telling be patient, soon you will prosper. My emotions are weak like the devil, but I'm interested in what they offer. But still. Live the path straight and proper 

One Rhyme Freeverse about life

When you die you can't take it with you so I know life is not about what you obtain. 

Insanity lies within (INCOMPLETE)

I've Been trying so hard to hide my mind from insanity cuz every time it comes around it tries to take man in me.

Poetic Hero. (Hero Contest 3)

Cursed for life but changed for the better. 

Phase 2: "Hooded Obstacles" (Hero Contest)

Struck by the disease known as poverty.