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stuff part two*

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I know exactly what to do; asking myself, who are you?

eager to fortify my true person; without stressing, destroying my purpose.

I’m sleepy, yet, energized, even when I close my eyes…

focusing on leaving the past behind; all it really does is make me cry.

I want to inhabit on the good things; I want to leave behind the pain my past brings…

im going to write a song about it; exposing more than a little bit!

I would never spit in your face; it’s best that you reciprocate, with haste.

I’m about my business, I am not your mate; what I say goes, without a debate.

I am my own influence, and I must remember that; I am a different tone of music that could change the entire plat!

impress Me*

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show me who you are, while explaining what it means; without opposing on the foul days, but those that are clean. present to me, what it feels to be loved by you; soak my heart with love and comfort, i could never refuse. dress me in words of growth and healing; care the way you care about football season. pressure me with multitudes of encouragement; i want to be more that an entanglement, i deserve assurance.

old two new*

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I’ve been productive, being thorough and subjective; very prepared for my moment, capturing my own mind to disperse any opponent. beginning each day by doing something great, allowing only victory to be fate.

conjuring new goals daily to keep my ambition up; pushing back, i am blessed with more than luck. compelling my audience by giving my all; not allowing the excitement to make me stall.

investing in my dreams, and believing in potential, putting an armor of faith on for when i walk through that threshold.

paragraph*

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Always starting my statements with how I feel..

How is it we can’t control what is real?

What I mean by that, is that?

I’m thinking too much feeling blocked and I’m upset!

Whenever I feel a way it appear as a threat..

caught in my emotion, I can’t even elaborate,

It’s too much to really put down when you’re irate!

Yelling is an understatement to this unknown intensity..

Truly, I want it to pass, I want it to miss me.

I just need to take deep breaths sometimes seriously,

But I seem to think of that afterwards, I’m sure you can agree.

This spirit isn’t meant to be dwelled on at all,

Though, I give it so much energy, and that’s my fault.

Not like failure, but just a test I really need to study on,

Before the last minutes, before the chance is gone.

Seems small if I was to explain the background of it,

But I don’t have the energy for any kind of judgement…

I wish sometimes that voices could be unplugged,

to prevent my mind from feeling tugged!

It’s ok to yell, when they say so, get me?

Like when you decide on your own, then it’s a mental thing.

Shaking my head in real life, it shouldn’t be this difficult,

Yet, people roam this world specifically to be cruel..

Don’t get it at all, but it seems like there’re rules –

Unwritten that I didn’t learn in school.

I mean honestly, who teaches people to be so ignorant,

I can go on about it, but it’s not time to rant.

Talking about it isn’t going move anything, complain for what?

All I know is, no matter what, this woman isn’t giving up!

I definitely went so left, that you didn’t even notice,

I’m still trying to figure out why it’s hard to control this emotion..

My mind is boggled, and scrambled all over the place,

I must stay focused though, it’s a lot I know I have to face.

Head on I will deal with my iniquities, no matter the difficulty,

And encourage myself more to move pass my insecurities.

Yes, I have them, I wouldn’t dare reveal that to just anyone..

No one’s a mind reader though, so I lose some.

I’m just saying, I’m not entertaining it at all,

Sometimes you got to know when it’s a lost cause.

Always questioning myself, wondering if what I do is right,

Because even when you are, you’re told you’re not, out of spite!

It irritates my soul, that people really take that type of time,

And it sucks, especially going through it in your prime.

Not saying anytime is right in you life,

But growing still, and trying to deal with strife…

It’s hard, it loses you before you fully know who you are –

So selfish when you think about isn’t it, but again

My question still stands, why can’t I control this sentiment?

Her chest hurts, my chest hurts, my soul, and her spirit..

Do you understand that? How thick this is?

Although I’m only saying how I feel, and what’s on

My mind too, yet, I’m supposed to let down my shield.

That’s craziness, it’s wild to be honest, like think…

Conceive on how much is coming out, I am not about to sink!

I don’t care how long this may take,

I’m on a release kick, getting this off my shoulders, for my life’s sake!

Overtime is running over, and I’m still not stopping the clock!

I see my target clear as day – opening the window to shoot my mark!

waste*

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i just want to waste some time; unconsciously executing something divine.

all this worth i’m made of, even more inspiration to keep rising above.

i’m a sorcerer of words, the way i calculate wisdom, is out of the ordinary when you observe.

doing me as much as possible; embracing all of what i’m made of, making my movement plausible.

striving to be great, being there when my blessing’s come – determined to never be late!

when i’m unsure, i find myself in a sacred place; praying for grace for my sake

Push*

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uplifting my spirit in multitudes, doing things with a new attitude.

doing more with an ambience of a good mood.

I question myself constantly, asking myself what am I scared of; there is only one that truly is my judge. yet,

I allow certain things to phase me. I work hard to allow my choices to be hazy.

I tell myself every chance I get, that there is always more than one decision, life should never feel like a debt.

breathe*

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flabbergasted by the way I’ve been placed on a certain foundation, and the bricks lay without contemplation.

exhausted with being the net everyone can fall in; though, I will not block my blessings, it’ll all be worth it in the end.

longing for a triumphant outcome; I’ve already lost many, I just would like to also win some.

adjusting to an environment not of my own; the responsibility has definitely grown

purposeful in the tasks I was assigned, but I am human, so my patience don’t always agree with the time

Ghostly Mood*

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thinking about the scariest thing possible, having moments where I’m not sure if this might be a low audible, or is it a ghost? being haunted because I don’t know how to not do the most.

so it seems like my vibrant energy disturbs the dead, and I’m not sure how that works, but I said what I said. feeling like you can conquer this piece of work, my energy is like a virus; this energy will spread! starting from your toes and will work it’s way to your head. Ooh’s, is creepy, and the boo’s, that’s sleepy.

I’m not just saying, this is really real, getting smacked by a sheet, and looking at the floor to see no feet. Whoa! yet, as I speak I’m feeling the cold in these chills… goosebumps up and down my arm – the room is warm, yet every nerve in my body keeps jumping like I ain’t got the heat on.

everyday is scary, and being in a house alone, automatically takes your mind to this is a haunted home… here comes paranoia now, as if you seen the ‘It’ the clown. this is an unusual poem, the tradition of it is peculiar; maybe as you keep going you’ll see that it’s always better when its unfamiliar…


ultimately it’s nothing really left to say, ghosts don’t talk anyway, they make retarded noises, thinking they are really haunting the people that left them roses, when really its new tenants didn’t know this..