Sometimes it just hurts so bad.. it burn so deep...
I can't eat.. I can't sleep...
To think I feel so cheap.. So misused.. so mistreated..
My mind is my biggest enemy for it torments my possibilities of happiness
I'm so emotionally exhausted, I just want to be held...WHY WONT ANYBODY HOLD ME
sometimes you're just tired.. sometimes you've had enough..
sometimes you just give up...sometimes it's just too tough.
God please make me better. please heal this pain
please comfort my thought.. keep me from going insane
i can barely see through my blurred vision for my eyes are so swollen, from my heart.. bit and pieces he has stolen
I never should have let him love me... I never should have even cared
i am emotionally dying for I've let myself go..what next is what i ask of you.. i cant see through the tunnel.
I'd like to believe this is God's way of preparing me for something more..
but at this very moment.. all i can see is the other side of this closed door.
its right here.. its so close.. its hurts to even stare. but i cant turn around and go backwards for there's even pain back there..
i just want to go to sleep and pretend he doesn't exist.. i just want to take an extended nap and when i wake pray it wont be of this.
i cant believe I'm here again, in this same place.. same room.. crying angrily, i've been raped willingly!
the ending of this pain is the ending of my life.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Piety Love
You can't just forget my existence.
I was there, you felt me, you thrust inside of me. I exist. I am real.
Though you deleted my profile, and changed my name, blocked request, as I did the same.
I am real. I exist.
You can't delete the memories of my lips exploring your highest pleasure points.
You can't remove the mark I stitched into your soul, with my gentle stokes upon your aching temple.
I am real. I exist.
This. Us. You. Me.
Her. Him. Them. We
It was real! The irreversible, undeniable sensation felt at your finger tips with every notion of my presence.
Dare you desert the soul-ship we've sailed.
Have we failed!
We were assigned to one another to change the unchangeable. To motivate, implicate, and exude sourceless satisfaction to the non-convinced. The Spiritually dense!
Have we failed to complete the energy surge, merged between our bodies.
There's a disconnection that requires immediate attention, for if not the world will suffer.
This unity is the love like buffer, it heals thee. both you and me.
Leave not for I am distraught, but because with we.. He will bless-ed our souls ever more. Lets not end Sore!
I was there, you felt me, you thrust inside of me. I exist. I am real.
Though you deleted my profile, and changed my name, blocked request, as I did the same.
I am real. I exist.
You can't delete the memories of my lips exploring your highest pleasure points.
You can't remove the mark I stitched into your soul, with my gentle stokes upon your aching temple.
I am real. I exist.
This. Us. You. Me.
Her. Him. Them. We
It was real! The irreversible, undeniable sensation felt at your finger tips with every notion of my presence.
Dare you desert the soul-ship we've sailed.
Have we failed!
We were assigned to one another to change the unchangeable. To motivate, implicate, and exude sourceless satisfaction to the non-convinced. The Spiritually dense!
Have we failed to complete the energy surge, merged between our bodies.
There's a disconnection that requires immediate attention, for if not the world will suffer.
This unity is the love like buffer, it heals thee. both you and me.
Leave not for I am distraught, but because with we.. He will bless-ed our souls ever more. Lets not end Sore!
Monday, December 14, 2009
It's NOT about ME!
I'm here at this place...All by myself in the physical sense, YET I'VE REALIZED....IT'S NOT ABOUT ME!
The ways of the world, the struggles of peace.
The flaws of the church, the ease of deceit.
IT'S NOT ABOUT ME!
The unfed children, and abused young girls
The imprisoned men, the ways of this world.
IT'S NOT ABOUT ME!
The greed, the sex, the money, the cars.
The hypocrites, the liars, the emotional guards.
IT'S NOT ABOUT ME!
The wars, the fights, and battles of the night
The judicial corruption, and political ties,
The financial obligations, and corporate lies
IT'S NOT ABOUT ME!
Lay down in my thoughts, beneath the soil of my imperfections.
I can change the ways of the world.
God gave me this world and assigned to me to be a finger of his hand that connects to his wrist which connect to his arm, that connects to his shoulder...All being a part of God's body. This world is not about me...
Its about US!
Our connection to spirit as a whole can transform the way of the world.
Every little boy and every little girl.
Every MAN, every WOMAN. Stand proud. For you are an essential part of the spirit, you are the change, you are a piece of me, and I am too a piece of you.
We are the ways of the world...
The ways of the world, the struggles of peace.
The flaws of the church, the ease of deceit.
IT'S NOT ABOUT ME!
The unfed children, and abused young girls
The imprisoned men, the ways of this world.
IT'S NOT ABOUT ME!
The greed, the sex, the money, the cars.
The hypocrites, the liars, the emotional guards.
IT'S NOT ABOUT ME!
The wars, the fights, and battles of the night
The judicial corruption, and political ties,
The financial obligations, and corporate lies
IT'S NOT ABOUT ME!
Lay down in my thoughts, beneath the soil of my imperfections.
I can change the ways of the world.
God gave me this world and assigned to me to be a finger of his hand that connects to his wrist which connect to his arm, that connects to his shoulder...All being a part of God's body. This world is not about me...
Its about US!
Our connection to spirit as a whole can transform the way of the world.
Every little boy and every little girl.
Every MAN, every WOMAN. Stand proud. For you are an essential part of the spirit, you are the change, you are a piece of me, and I am too a piece of you.
We are the ways of the world...
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