I Write

“I write…”

I write
because I questioned what is wrong wit me
these worldly things controlling me
relations take a toll on me
pain don’t show diplomacy
cried an ocean openly
emotions put a hole in me
emoting from the soul in me
singing like its jodeci
I guess they call it poetry
but I ain’t know its poetry
poignantly…
just speaking from the po’ in me
the Edgar Allen Poe-in-me
I speak about it openly
pain enhances potency
I hope you feel it potently
just sip the potion knowingly
tho it opens you, it slows the bleed..ing

pain has a way of driving you-
turn the wheel
words can hurt and heal
best to embrace the worst
tasting all the pain dispersed
the only way to chase a cure,
is face the mirror…

you ain’t gotta name a demon
to know its a demon
you ain’t gotta know the reason
to know there’s a meaning
and having all the answers
don’t make u a genius
if you only do what you can-
its just convenience

it isn’t reaching
it isn’t dreaming
it ain’t believing
thoughts,
can be misleading
feelings,
can be misleading
words,
can be misleading
actions,
can be misleading
visions…
well, you get the picture

life can be a prison
instincts feel like redemption
gut, relieves the tension
don’t worry bout your feelings
just worry if you feel it
don’t worry bout the judgement
guilt is always building
shame built up to a building
fear is the pavilion
that shades us from the sun of dealing
so the dark is always so appealing

he looked beyond the Sun,
then said, I love you God
He looked down at the Sun,
then said, I love you Son
He looked down at the earth,
and said, I love you daughter
the world can build up dirt,
that’s why I gave you water
he looked beyond the Sun,
then said, I love you God
He looked down at the Sun,
then said, I love you Son
He looked down at the earth,
and said, I love you daughter
the world can build up dirt,
that’s why I gave you water

to wash away your hurt,
that’s why I gave you water
to wash away your pain,
that’s why I gave you water
to wash away your fears,
that’s why I gave you water
to wash away your tears,
that’s why I gave you water
now you can clean your hurt away
and you can clean your fears away
then you can rinse those tears away
now you ready for those rainy days

I write
because I questioned what is wrong wit me
these worldly things controlling me
relations take a toll on me
pain don’t show diplomacy
cried an ocean openly
emotions put a hole in me
emoting from the soul in me
I guess they call it poetry
but I ain’t know it’s poetry
poignantly…
just speaking from the po’ in me
the Edgar Allen Poe-in-me
I speak about it openly
pain enhances potency
I hope you feel it potently
just sip the potion knowingly
tho it opens you, it slows the bleed..ing