LYRICS TO MYSELF

 I let my brain rain on a page so my thoughts can be replayed, right hand dance the led away between these lines i feel no pain, whiteout no pink erase, sharpie tongue lyrics engraved, lies paint a pretty picture when the truth ain’t on display, the volume ain’t too honest when the bass gets in the way the speakers keep on knockin while the music’s pumpin veins, how a song can last forever but the mood is still the same?, How can you change the player but the rules never unchanged?, Real life can be so ugly bloody tears fall from a face, Guilty conscious still be with you eventhough you changed your name, Ain’t no second tomorrow just another route that you can take, Laying in bed wishing that sober never came, Eyes closed but you aren’t dreaming cuz the brain is still awake, To you i am a stranger cuz u can’t decode expressions on my face, Im feeling like i knew you through yo eyes fuk your name, I got x-ray vision so all my haters look the same, I was born to text a message that made a hater crack a smile, feeling some type of way, Paste my message with no copy, evidence without the ink could never be a case, They hear my voice on the scanner, but can never see my face, America’s most wanted, my profiles a blank page, My vocals cant even find me, as i whisper in the shade, My shadow be so bright, cuz i was born where its grey get my verbs from my temple, and my breath from the bay, My mouth be my pistol , if my lungs cock back, my tongue is blowin brains. 

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DOUBT CLIMBS UP THE SPOUT

Leave all your inside out, while taking all your downside up, bring all your upside in, so that your outside can reflect all that’s within. Standing on your hands doesn’t make the surrounding new, but everything is not the same now that you see the truth, uncovering all the paint reveals the holes in roof, because letting in the rain you’ll find the drowning proof, reality always in play the lies create the snooze, awaking all the tame when the unplugged wires loose, borrow a neighbors pair to find all the why in shoe, maybe your judgement that they wear doesn’t require suit, searching for the wear but can’t find the matching boot, all the while your preconceptions aim is an expired shoot, now that you’ve walked their mile you understand their route, everything in negative sight has now won a positive outcome after pursuit, those bad actions had good intentions hard times provoked every ensue, definitions are for words like actions and not the mirrors true, if that were fact merriam webster would contain inside her characteristics nude, but not even a picture lays within its own define as tool, imagine if every human body broke once the didn’t abide by rule, there would be no purpose in existence or to learn in school, disobedience without attention eliminates needed help in learning for a fool, leading all to believe bad behavior is accepted and it’s cool, punishment wouldn’t exist and every evil monster would be free to exercise the habit of being cruel, see the bad guys are needed to set examples for those watching sitting upon stool, the outcome serving healthy tips for every newborn being beginners, even ones that drool, life we can’t predict it keeps on coming daily problems charging at us like bull, everyone performing risky actions have several reasons for thing they pull, so don’t push out nasty thoughts without the knowledge of their hardships full, your feet in their sneakers may just knock you down, and you’ll be rolling to a dark hole a reality pool!

DE COLORES

You’ll always catch us dancing together up high like circus acrobats but don’t let us fool you, we know very well what we do better known as diplomats although we are all different shades we fight the same fight , our unity comes out of nowhere like masks, individually we all play our role given at birth we have flourished given courage to show off at our prime with sass and class, i start off with the most emotional charged with love or anger, physically stimulating the body pulling your focus with urgency it wont anti climax, the next two will increase you optimisms while it also draws you in to make impulsive decisions it stimulates your logic center of the brain, and promotes enthusiasm to the max, we continue with the healthy one associated with nature and rebirth some will argue that its related to wealth and money although it may relax you it will encourage balance between your body and emotions leading to decisiveness so don’t crack the last two are bold respected reliable and trusted stimulating your creativity and productivity royalty spirit and serenity calming the mind and igniting your imagination dont hold back let your mind flow into something out of the ordinary relax and kick back 

Life 

Healing 

New ideas

Prosperity

CHOOZE

If you could close a ringing phone maybe the answer would be home , if you could open under a floor maybe the stand would be a soar, if you could wake the sleeping dead maybe sleep would be life unfed, if you could make the money free maybe free would create the fee , if you could float while you fly maybe the fly would lower the high, if you could break the broken maybe broken would crack the open , if you could sit on top of air maybe air inside out would bare, if you could purchase the bought maybe the bought would cost a sought, if you could give away the loan maybe the loan would lease the own , if you could read the listen maybe the listen would type the risen. 

FAXING THE FACTS

Change requires progress…

Progress requires movement…

Movement requires motion…

Motion requires devotion…

Devotion requires commitment…

Commitment requires a task…

The task comes with responsibility…

Responsibility comes with accountability…

Accountability resolves liability…

Which is the modification of-

True ability… Confirmation; A

Number of factors remind accessibility…

By: iretta hightower     11/05/2020

ENTERCOURSE

Legs in position open like hall

Waiting in tremble for nerves to fall

Near the entrance stiff like doll

Traveling slowly but standing tall

As lips touch over tongues in brawl

It’s shopping like cart in mall

Filled with pleasures carrying ball

The pocketbook is ready for all

Both get ready to make first call

Fresh wet paint brand new wall

Slow and steady entry tight and small

Goosebumps rise once in stall

Toes curl while embraced in paw

Physical posture thrusting in crawl

The load keeps building overhaul

That amazing feeling of penetrating install

Creating succulent sounds at moist recall

Trading places moving like see-saw

Adventure leads to an oral sweet naw

Exercise promotes a strong jaw

The more practice the less theirs flaw

Diving into mental stimulation raw

Cum inside to help the brain resolve

CRIMES OF COPS

Poor little black boy he’s the victim’s son, His father lays dead under the misters gun, He doesn’t know rather to cry or run, The entire neighborhood watches in stun. He saw the whole scene so his mind is numb, The suspect in the crime he trust, Drives away in a police car uncuffed, His uniform means that the crime is just, The boy gets instructed to remain quiet and tough, Dependent of a black man portrayed violent and rough, Neighbors marching rioting with signs that read enough, of the system treating them like minorital dust, Laws not abided by those who are corrupt, Dream of what the boy inspired to be are now on disrupt, The thought of being an officer brings disgust, now the sight of a badge makes his emotions erupt, Not one positive thought pertaining will construct, this family tries to be up lifting but have no luck, His goal is revenge and its fueled with lust, Riding pass the killers house by bus, Haaunted by flashbacks of that bullets thrust, That pierced his fathers body by gut, Vengeance for such violent pain is a must Lying in his pool of blood reminded when he sees punch, A case that never even was reviewed by a judge, Remains in a file in a cabinet with growing rust, He graduates college leaving with his degree and a grudge, Hired by the government part of politicalclubs, Promotions lead him closer until he has no one above, Possessing the power to where when and what, well respected and popular and socially the buzz, learns that daddy’s killer now has cancer in his lungs, makes arrangements for the killer’s VIP invitation to brunch, later they’d discover his vehicle with a body in the trunk, but it wouldn’t be him the boy that’s now a man had reserved some fun, terroe and anxiety followed him since young, retired and unhealthy he wouldn’t apologize when he learned of who was, his memory was affected by a driver who was drunk resulting up in a coma at a hospital for six months he woke up to no family, no survivors onle one what was left of his brain dissolved the more he drunk, when the boy told him the story he replied raising his thumb, confused and unaffected starring blank while growing dumb, the boy fell to his knees and started drinking rum, the defeat was over and unknowingly he was running in a race that he had won, feeling like a failure of an equation with no sum.

Calculated premeditation is the sound to your drum but is the music really playing once the hands become numb, the musician became tense and the grasp to the sticks are undone, only you can still hear it like it’s live on rerun, the room is actually silent, and your past is not unplugged, your only tuning out the present, which impairs what’s really right in front, the lesson here to learn is put away the old, and use the now while its young. Don’t depreciate the value because the time will overcome.

Once it has expired, you will have lost more than once. The boy aged more years than his dad but he wasn’t living so the stories sad, he didn’t value the extra years that he had, no matter how it happened he wasn’t coming back, neither is all the time that he’s grown to surpass, he could’ve help the others who traveled the same path, celebrate all the good and let the karma strike the bad, never surrender all your laugh, for a future you unseen how can you even have a plan?  

CAPSULED LUST

Dear Lucy,

  When we first met you were acute hair in bun, in pajamas on the bed injured couldn’t run, so i tried to help your pain to make it numb, you were ready to heal by taking one, so motivated and determined to get it done, but after that first week we had some fun, you’d double in progress then fell in love, I tried to tell you to focus and put down the rum, i tried to warn you of what would come, you promised every time but then tripled it in sum, but you kept lieng, often playing dumb, when I was empty without refills you were bummed, returning home popping scripts from friends like gum, i watched you slowly breaking like crum, constantly unscrewing my head with your thumb, throwing me against walls with screaming lungs, at times when empty kept you having none, who knew in the morning your youthful life wouldn’t come?, i now sit on your dresser where it all begun, physically empty now you and i are done, that last inside of me dissolved us both at once, you tried to turn my medication into your lunch, which created a lethal dose that would consume you by brunch, 

love , Bottles touch Capping dust

IRETTA hIGHTOWER 2020

BEARING ARMS ELITE

Fingers tap on the shoulders keys

Can I steal you for a moment please?

In sign language knuckles are begging please!

No answer given by pressure at ease

Hands will forever wait without a feed

The silence breaks allowing force to lead

The fingers attack with muscles in need

Dancing all over suffocating with greed

Answers delivered in notes to read

The combinations result is filled seats

Ears start to smile receiving treat 

Tones follow each other in a line so neat 

Goosebumps are hatching standing a fleet

Towards the ending audience rise to feet 

Hands prepare to shower with a meet

Fingers gather strength for eager repeats

Silence is a battle won worth winning the complete

ALLEGEDLY

Allegedly

Allegedly number one is meant to be, Why does that number signify eligibility, What if my destination ends at three

Every soul created is intended to be unique

In my eyes number one i may view as obsolete

Odd numbers making me feel so incomplete, Because on as a whole is combined with each, That’s how a unit is formed with symbolic rings, The number one is helpful when judging placement in gaming leagues, In a lifelong commitment numbers don’t define human beings, The process involves connection, attraction, love and compatibility, Using numbers to establish your loves heart subtracts true destiny

What the heart does choose you cant control not even mentally, Stimulations is the bodies response to physical loves chemistry , Explaining what it’s like to fall in love results in difficulty , Because every person’s experience differs individually

In conclusion the heart is our branch holding emotions leaves.

BLUE HEARTBEAT

Time has passed just like you, my heart doesn’t beat red it’s blue,

The universe is the same but my world has changed, without your presence my eyes still rain,

I hear your voice when thoughts of you arise, I feel your touch of motherly advice, when I try to go left you steer me right

You were an angel even before he gave you wings , you sweet mother always answered to my cries for you my voice was a ring , and your response to my need always immediate no answering machine, I always see your face my reflection in everything , looking in the mirror is a blessing so steep, To look at myself and see that peak of you in me, is where I find my joy and settle with peace , Visions of you from the past bring me sweet dreams , rather it’s day or it’s night , I can feel you inside , my belly reminds me of the cord that was cut, and my veins are so strong cuz they were made from your blood, I have no reason to be sad , but many to be glad , that I can proudly say with a smile, that You are my mother and I am your child , I’ve expanded your love by bringing new life , a child that is grand protected by your light , when I look at Iretta, or myself it brings a smile so bright, because now I can appreciate seeing you twice , and when she smiles I know everything is alright , it’s that message from god to you and you to me, when I see her dimples and full set of teeth, it’s not just a cheese, it’s the confirmation of your message being received, then I know that your with me so I continue to breathe, your love gives me oxygen that I can’t get from trees, your my Mother Nature it was time to go you didn’t leave , though I feel that it was too soon as I sit and reminisce in this room, I am alone physically but your prescious spirit is in the room, tears fill my eyes and I don’t know what to do , because only tears of your joy like a flower makes me bloom 🌺,

BEACH 2 REACH

Wind whispering into ear during a breeze while sitting in sand

To the left is significantly the other of this beautiful shining band

The going down sun in calming every thought is racing in mind

No conversation amidst only eyes glued to one another loving

 blind

The orange reflection is riding waves in the background setting 

mood 

Strangers are jogging past while birds begin pecking away at

 food

Wearing a white dress with red flowers running all over front and

 back

Sporting a blue button up with checkers and a nice white ironed pair of slacks 

His and her arms both in enchanting embrace fingers touching backs in lace

This position combined with silent stare activates stimulation in each adulting place

Surrounding events slowly disappear during trance and all sound’s turn mute

Her eyes began to close as she leans in to kiss, anxiously waiting he extends his flute

Closed lips open during kiss extending both tongues leading them to passionate fight

The orange sun has disappeared allowing stars to appear revealing the night 

Four hands begin to move quickly gripping soft body parts experimenting during lust

Stimulation and arousal reaches its peak while both bodies get closer in thrust

Only nature and newlyweds are left as the waves calm down to a whisper

She climbs on top of him with a smile he grasps her hips as her strokes produce blisters

Temperature rises and they both start to sweat, panting they switch positions

He removes his clothing then reaches under her dress slowly preparing to engage ignition

Her eyes read yes as she holds in her breath preparing for his force to enter

Slowly and with distilled nerves he becomes ready to transform into a man during winter

Inside a rush during erupt forces a chill to travel from top to bottom rushing 

After he lifts up slightly in search for her facial expression and sees her blushing 

Intercourse and exercise in exploration continues for hours on end until climb

She answers his uncertainty with waves gushing all over from within like rhyme 

Complimenting all of her gifts he explodes a grand finale then lays next to her brand new

Nervously smiling she lays her head upon his chest wrapping her legs around his like glue

Connected under blanket and stars they sleep in warmth after needed release

Singing birds above provide them with pleasant wake, forever they embark this feast

While picket fence and mini versions of each other come along in future time

Joy and a memory never to be forgotten creates a fairytale for them one of a kind.

ALL HEARTS WITH MISSING FLOW

When close loved ones are called home, temporarily the heart feels empty and alone, Condolences are shared in hugs, kisses, and by phone, You’re thankful for all support but inside your emotions are stone, feelings from your inner kid runs from all of your grown, The thought of your favorite human disappearing to bone, Makes every clock on walls around you sound so loudly in tone, And every action around you slows down when you hear a sad song, Day by day that reality hits the truth replays like a movie thats long, Your standing on the other side after ping but there comes no pong, Mentally exhausted from replayed memories that drain your last strong, The more your tears build your brave tells ready they’re wrong, Knowing that your fake real cant save the temporary prolong, The rushing flood has been waiting for verification up close to be thrown, The finale is always verified with the last view of their emptied clone, The outer is present but the inner spirit was a lively lived loan, Equipped you were with the knowledge that one day this happening was prone, But the unexpected nature of not knowing how or when makes suddenly an unfair tone, Like you’re suffering more than anyone has ever thought to have known, Its like driving a brand new car with four tires that’s already blown, Your everything has stopped and is sitting in box with trimmed chrome, Service comes to replace them all, They can’t be patched there is no postpone, After sitting on the side for a while your trip resumes to its zone, Yes you are blessed to be able to roam, But it’ll never be the same travel no matter how familiar the road, You will forever feel off balance with unfamiliar load, Unable to place back together the past, It’s already towed, Always you’ll have a reserved spot for them unique after scold, Unforeseen future conversations about them will turn your frowning lips to smile by unfold, Happiness does come again just when you think it’s sold, And in that moment their spirit is there to warm the cold, That’s the push you’ll recognize that reignites your soul, This courage for eternity is your gliding float, Until your time comes to provide the same light for once missing your lively glow, This poem is a dedication to all the hearts who are currently missing their flows, Inspiration came from two of my passing members and all the CORONAVIRUS VICTIMS who met their goodbyes at the unexpected doors close! …

GHOST OF HOPE

The ghost of hope has a dark shadow trying to tell you no, but i swallow my pride and swallow that ball of fear in my throat, because i know your wings are surrounding me like the warmest coat, Listening to your voice in my head i swear your words are stored inside my  most sacred vault, I remember you were always there when i needed help the most, If you were elected for reliability i swear you’d have a million votes, Sometimes it feels like your deaths a lie and your gonna pop up and tell me it was all a hoax,  But then i drive by your house and realize it’s no longer a home , there’s only stories to tell of you to brag and boast, like the fact that if someone asked you for a piece of bread you’d give your whole loaf, Now that’s a real man who forever deserves a toast, Since you left i haven’t attended a party with a better host, i love the way your spirit leaves its windy notes, I thank God for allowing you to let your presence be known, without it i know my mind would truly explode, and my heart would weep between my beating 

pulse, Sometimes i ask God why don’t you just let me go?, I just need five minutes with him it won’t take too long, and every time i ask he tells me nope, and it makes my pressure rise 

and my temper blow, but i guess He’s got more seeds for me to sow, so i reminisce on your smile and it helps me grow, your powerful memories fuel my fires glow, why does grieving involve pain so slow, It enters through my mind and attaches to my bones, With every breath inside until it lands beneath my toes, will i ever escape the sour that tied my sweets last bow, No matter how much loss time eats memories keep serving up in my favorites bowl, sentimental treasure is that very  un-pawnable gold, No matter the hour that stands somethings will never get old, stories inside of hearts forever told, blood tied to bonded love always flows, Happiness comes to mind whenever i see your photo, Now when i see your name its my eyes favorite Logo, Your famous to me i’ll forever write to you pro-bono, Grandads voice is now my favorite solo. 

           ↜Love Iretta Hightower↝

                   ↱August 03, 2020↰

IN TUNE WITHOUT GATHER

Looking for found while seeking find

Tying loose ends caught in between bind

Waiting on forever while standing in time

Spending on worse praying for better 

Soaking up fry as you spill wetter

Looking for numbers and waiting letters

Waiting in reverse walking in drive

Already there, planning to arrive

Anticipating the bark during the bite

Stating the facts after the fight

Making the U turn after the right

Fixing the right inside the wrong

Cutting the short before the long

Singing the note before the song

Or watching the music video

Before the even record the audio

Would you take parenting before sexual pleasures

Mastering calmness under life’s pressures

You can’t laugh while you watch the coffin drop 

Pain will do what anger wants to pop 

Get caught prepared slipping unaware

Or you won’t find what wasn’t found elsewhere.

DO DONT

Don’t swim in my drown, Don’t juggle with my clown,

Do dream to my sound, Don’t push my around

Don’t stand on my down, Don’t come with go

Don’t leave my alone, Do vibe with my clone

Don’t cancel my zone, Don’t dig up my bone

Do blink to my wink, Don’t rob all my think

Don’t bleep with my sync, Don’t ate all my eat

Don’t down my up, Do cheer to my cup

Don’t jump on my bump, Don’t add to my funk

Do rattle my stuck, Don’t pit to my pat

Don’t rat to my tat, Don’t add this to my that

Don’t skim off my fat, Do rise to my clap!

GAY PROPHECY

To shame another for being true to their self and happiness they felt?

frowning upon them Because they choose not to follow the same path as you do somehow makes them less of a being yet your human too

If judgment should only be casted by the one who determines my fate, why does my journey and punishment affect you so great ?

When I arrive at my destiny it will not be you who opens those gates nor will you be the one who turns me away

You claim to want to help me out of love and show me the right way because to you my decisions and actions will haunt me always

Yet you have sinned but not great as mines and you’ve asked for forgiveness and that changed your life you feel you do no wrong because you’ve made some rights

Everything in your life is perfect compared to mines You feel you’ve been to the other side because you quote a book that says this is right

So many questions I have to ask and so many answers yet to hear so many mixed feelings and people in my ear

Telling me where to go what to do and what In to believe can I not make my own decision to choose In how to be??

Even if I agree and feel it in my soul what’s real to me my selection may be to choose to do what makes me happy I may already know what path that it will lead but may be willing to take the chance because My end is up to me

I came in this world alone and again like that I’ll leave just like you I will face my demons when thatb time comes for me

To love me is to be proud and thankful that I live and breathe and to enjoy getting to know one hundred percent of me

Until the day comes for us to part ways when my shell my soul shall leave I applaud you for following what you believe

because that brings you joy why can’t I get that in return instead of a stone thrown at me The purpose of having freedom is for me to be allowed to be me

without the hassle of feeling wrong for living my life as I intend it to be

Unconditional love should never feel discomfort it should only feel free

to blossom and never to be covered Regardless if we don’t see eye to eye and agree

to disagree our back should never turn against one another because we all are different beings….

MY GAY AMEN…

I AM A PROUD MEMBER OF THE LGBT COMMUNITY

THANKS FOR READING AND ALWAYS STAY TRUE TO YOURSELF!!

KEEPING HER SCORE

Normal in her relation is quickly sinking ship,

She’s Starring into the mirror wiping another bloody lip,

Wondering if this is honestly the last time she will be hit,

How many more times will she have to call in sick?

Every man that she’s ever chosen turned out to be an abusive pick,

He says that he loves her and showers her with gifts,

All these material things to justify his every hit,

The ring on her finger says that she must stay,

The kids don’t deserve her family broken away,

Her mother took the abuse so she’s thinking she should do the same,

Besides, she provoked him. It’s only right she wears the blame,

One day it will get better, for her He will change,

she’ll just buy extra makeup to conceal all of his shame,

Her friends don’t understand they’re just judging him by all her pain,

They only see his flaws but are never there after the rain,

Yes the ball is heavy but the lost girl inside her loves wearing his chains,

RED WHITE & BLUE

 RED WHITE & BLUE

Opinion wakes the Judge, once the car rewinds the grudge, 

Visual of the colors, Represent the lost of others

Red white and blue lights, horses, cars, and motor bikes

Protectors that prevent remorse amongst violators of enforce

Law enforcement protect us with honor while wearing uniforms in black

Can turn around and place the same color of human being onto their back

Sounds of sirens means someone in uniform cares 

In the rearview mirror of a selected few it scares

Small children with dreams of saving lives one day 

Small children with broken hearts watching their hero slay

All those who swore to serve and protect

A selected few will swerve and neglect

Not all hearts equal with matching badge

But all are human no more toes with tags!

MADRE’S CORD

MADRE’S

CORD

They cut the cord when you gave me life

I saw you my angel upon opening my eyes

Not knowing your beauty would ignite my sight

You guided me out of darkness into light

Inside your arms I felt no fright

The sound of your heartbeat calmed me at night

Always taught me wrong from right

My Santa, hero, tooth fairy and rescuer of my cries

You Never gave up when loose ends were tight

My existence motivated your continuance to fight

There are no words to reimburse your price

Of all the things you so humbly sacrificed

Till this day you put yourself behind

Selfless you give me first place in line

You are what I call one of a kind

Nobody like you I’ll never find

Yes we may argue fuss and fight

But I thank God for every minute of our time

And the fact that he he chose you to be mines

The daughter of a mother who is always by my side

She helps me to reach goals above my height

always there to catch me when falling mid flight

My love for you reaches the sky

Feelings I struggle to display I write

My actions opposite of the emotions I hide

Just know my love for you is no lie

Mom I love you with all my might

Every cell, breath, and bone connects to your bloodline

Your perception is that I leave you behind

But reality is you stay on my mind

I battle with myself when your in need and I can’t provide

Obstacles turn my attempts into I tried

Frustrated I can’t give you what you desire

And until I can I’ll never retire

Just hold my hand through this fire

Blessings will rain in the near hour

Have faith in the many showers

Thank you for turning my strength into power

And watering faith upon my weakest flowers

HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL!!

HER NON CONVICTED CRIME

Arriving at sudden she’s incapable of having good time, The unwanted Miss Dementia waves at the doctor from an x-ray displaying the mind, Answering every unknown question about the patient struggling to rewind, she’s a vicious disease who’s destroying the memories of our elderly human kind, by living inside their brain slowly eating away cells causing health to decline, confusion begins to visit bringing down the normal in behavior as prior self gets left behind, Independence becomes a problem once all knowledge concerning safety turns forget into resign, close loved ones must assist after learning dementia’s evil never will subside, emotions brewing with unsteady try to keep their tear filled cups from spilling in tide, while giving care they are forced to face reality after experiencing that first greet of unrecognized, this official meet proves that dementia exists without pride, her unpredictable actions  internally destroying every witness of her victims demise, Lurking between the waves riding every attempt at normal in disguise, bringing knowledge and wisdom into a battle unable to even beat their own compromise, rapidly changing thoughts in the midst of already confused leaving choice without confide, caregivers are left with the task of seeking out the patients true feelings in hide, frustration builds a roller coaster around the situation as patience tries not to divide, tension is a heavy burden carried by everyone’s love assisting by preventing ultimates collide, enough help becomes a goal that impossible marries with forever denied,  

UNAVOIDABLY SELECTED

 UNAVOIDABLY SELECTED

    Unexpected the best ones are selected to join a better place from life ejected even prepared with a date it feels unsuspected leaving those close feelings purposely neglected why do those without ill feel so infected so much pain involved like tortures being subjected minds race with thoughts permanently affected nerves shake on edge the outcome cant be objected second chances in life impossible never elected every possible emotion constantly resurrected actions prior to death mentally reinspected memories of the past are heavily invested tears upon faces heavily infested reality is concluded the thought arrested acceptance of absence and peace respected the final goodbye watching them lower six feet digested visitation to a stone no longer physically connected for eternity from this process no ones protected.  

DRINKING DANGER

DRINKING DANGER

Danger is like a flavor soaring through the air, right after you taste it you stop and stare, as you chew it soon you feel beware, right after you try to spit it out attempting to be spared, right after it gets stronger you become scared, then you smell that taste and your looking everywhere, you start moving to find something to overpower it quickly as you can, not knowing how long this awful thing will last wiping away with hand, the drink like 9-11 you need it now, until then it just lingers on resume, taunting you as you attempt to not let it consume , All the while time seems like it’s standing still, it’s not going away it’s so pronounced and very real, all your senses are awake now climbing hill, waiting for that water to wash away the whole ordeal, never again like that you ever want to feel.

JENgA

The truth lies down until creative stories end,

Even denial meets the rushing river at it’s bend, 

Help can only occur in the form of AMEN,

Wants can’t redeem without faith as best friend, 

To offer the shoulder of inspiration from motivational hand, 

Life without deletion always being a never in his plan, 

Tall is the reach giving opportunity a stand,

Crawling forever in fear only gives more power to the sinking sand,

Since playing solo provides more room for the instrument to band, 

This short walk requires alone for dreams to have successful attend,

Goals don’t drive automatically they require our manual shift up from pretend, 

Orally wishing up a fantasy without verbal action substitutes all begin, 

Excuses are only meant for having conversations with the blowing wind, 

Falling down five steps should only bring out the urge to climb ten,

Mirrors only wave to the current so present new outlooks from formerly then,

Wants are childish fairytales dream chasers acquire needs for grown women and men, 

Hard work and play is not the recipe for making pleasure the win,

Structure maintaining balance within,

Removing the right piece will forever protect straight paths from gaining curve as a trend,

Receiving limited chances before Jenga brings end.