Redemption
It seems I’m exempt from contention
Never mentioned content
Dissention- contempt
Intention present, a new path I invent
So, make way for my vision… Redemption
Temporary Relief
I crave the pain in watching you,
walk away-
You’re timeless in your value,
I’ve easily forgotten the day-
Once your silhouette dissipates,
I’m back to reality-
Deprived the cure of this cancerous place,
Walking back into a world of maladies-
Friend, family or women,
But those hours in your company, you become everything in that visit-
Stay for a while
The leave for the time being-
So my memory can paint in your smile,
While you see the pain in my eyes leaving.
Thoughts Drift
My eyes teeter open – I’ve lost focus, yet remain hopeful
My conscious quakes, eyelids cascade, my thoughts seem vocal
I yearn to be seen as I see in my dreams, but that’s the illusion
An unwelcomed confusion – when these blissful imageries turn into morbid intrusions.
Mirror, Mirror
Look me in the eyes
You act like you strong
But you know that you weak,
Your body will fold
You’re showing fatigue
Your conscience is toxic
Like a cobra that speaks
Be honest and stop it
Your hopes are too bleak
What do you see
It can’t be yourself
Don’t break your reflection
Keep your hands to yourself
You don’t deserve a chance and the plans
You demand, you damaged yourself
You’re less of a man
Seeking what isn’t yours
Paradoxically time has a limit
Your life is seepin’ through bleeding pores
Every wave is antagonistic to a cast away
Keeping you from reachin shores
Every goal is a hurdle
And I’m that obstacle keeping you from reaching yours
Every day is a new disguise
A new disgust you’ve never seen before
You’ve never had it all together
Look me in the eyes inside of the shattered pieces on the floor.
Happy Birthday Trey, part 2
I wish we could talk just today
But your mom just hung up the phone
I didn’t know what to say
So I just hummed all alone
I kept the phone to my ear
I admit I was hurt
The silent tone was too clear
She made it all about her
I made mistakes, I’m not perfect
That’s why I’m not at home with ya
But she tries to hurt me on purpose
So I’m left lookin at pictures
She loves the power she has
To accept or deny
But Trey, I’m forever your dad
And son, grown men cry
If you ever feel empty
Don’t turn it to hate
Because that turns into envy
And love is too great
I’m not there like I want
But I’ll still grow and be better
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TREY
Hope you get my card and my letter