Wednesday, February 21, 2018

A poets journey

My writing ,It flows out like a stream ,
And the words are nothing like the events it seems,
But it’s a snapshot of my feelings ,
So intense , so real , it’s a part of healing ,

It’s dark and painful words flow like tears,
But it’s like the words I say and your the ears,
I write to feel a rush of escape,
When everything is so out of shape ,

Your a page of my heart and my mind,
The answers I can’t seem to find
The empty pieces of my journey over time,
Written in all rhymes

Taken -

They took another person today,
Voiceless they didn’t even have a say,
There was tears in their eyes,
Emptiness to the core as her soul dies,

The light left her eyes, 
As they cuffed her like knots and ties,
They took her away without a word,
No goodbyes , don’t know if we ever heard,

A goodbye from her,
Emptiness surrounds us and stirs,
She was taken from  the light,
From a room nothing but darkness and night and

Tuesday, February 20, 2018

All The things I didn’t do

Your mind is a battlefield full of dark,
It’s not a smooth ride or a walk in the park,
It’s a painful ride and a emotion run,
Despite the beauty and the shining sun,

It’s full of baggage I can’t let go,
Its all the yes’s when I wanted to say no,
All the agony I tried to hide away,
and all the people I let go when I wanted them
To stay,

A journey of miles and miles from home ,
Freedom , yet your stuck in a dome,
Weak yet you keep walking fast,
Future yet your still in the past,

Tears yet it looks like rain,
Sanity behind the pain.

Flash back - forward

Today it hit me like a truck into my head,
I thought I moved on but instead,
It drove into my mind like a clip,
Scared me inside, I’m a missing chip,

The memories were as vivid and real as before,
Trying to remove them from my mind ,but I wanted more ,
I thought I changed but I’m just the same as before ,
The thoughts only made me sore,

It was like as powerful as a alcoholic that craved alcohol,
So intense as if I was in an internal brawl,
I wanted it as bad as before,
Knowing how far I’ve come I still wanted to re-open that door,

tears hit my eyes but I refused to let them see me cry ,
The others and my inner Demons , (sigh) ,
I spent those few minutes which felt like years in the dark,
Internally broken and torn apart,

It was like a was living a horror story,
Based on life’s true events no glory,
But this time there was a happy ending,
My thoughts decreased and my pain was mending ,

I didn’t give in to the inner demons of the past,
even though it killed me , during and while it lasts.

With in

Ashes of the damned consumed into a dark abyss ,
Lingering around the cloudy steamy mist,
They represent evil and the unjust ,
As their souls rot like rust,

We all have or sanity ,
Some people cursed in vanity ,
Cursed by the dark with in,
Marked by the devils sin,

Burned by their mistakes ,
Tortured by their pain and ashes ,
As they burn into ashes ,
Within as the night clashes .

Fall

I hide the intense feeling,
Mute the darkness , as I stare at the ceiling,
Eyes blink as tears fall,
Empty and hollow stall,

My heart is a unbroken puzzle,
So lost, I can’t juggle,
The eternal fantasy from the truth ,
Frozen in my youth,

My innocence blended with fear,
Like a giant sharp spear,
My pulse pounding like a drum beat,
As I fall to my feet

haunt me

Dark clouds may part my ways,
Cloudy skies ,hazy days ,
Pain fills my eyes like a glass of water,
Gathered like a tank of hot water, only (getting hotter),

My emotions numb me like ice,
Hidden beneath me, it’s a sacrifice,
To feel happy beyond the pain,
As it lingers like rain,

I can’t allow myself to go back to the past,
When it lingers like a monster under the bed,( it always lasts)
I’m scared Of what I used to be,
And I don’t want it to haunt me. Haunt me

Poems poems and more poems

Lee poetry- RIP