What if we’ve been living our lives in reverse?
What if time doesn’t move in the direction in which we been told it does?
What if birth is actual the end and death the begging?
What if this is the womb?
…..Stranger things have happened
Monthly Archives: January 2019
Save the roses
The rose that grew from concrete couldn’t survive there for long
It should’ve been placed in fertile soil for it grow strong
Instead it was left to be admired by others
While they stared as it withered and died in the gutter.
Joe’s monologue
Every now and again I find myself searching for your face in a crowd.
“snap out of it” I tell myself
“You have places to be and people to meet”
So I go on,
satisfied that I no longer have to analyze our twisted love story.
Then we meet again.
Always In that place where time doesn’t exist.
But you’re never quite who you are in my dreams and loving me seems to be nightmare for you.
Yet every night I smell scents of your perfume in the wind.
Either you’re elusive or I’m delusional.
Blinded by deception or hiding my obsession.
With ever scar I feel a little more alive.
The first death
I fell apart once
there were pieces of my heart scattered all over the place.
I wanted to die but my soul wouldn’t quit.
It wouldn’t let go of the memories.
I had to move on
No label or titles, nor weddings with bibles.
What was meant to be never happened and since forever came sooner than I expected,
each time my heart beats I see an image of you.
Clientele
Down for the ride that’s been taking me far
Head full of pride cause this fame is bizarre
Court side at games got me feeling like a star
Serving up lames with the cane in my car
The money in my pockets came from my clientele
Momma told me stop before they take my ass to jail
Editting
Freedom comes at a high price
you have to go a little deeper within
sacrifice your self image
be naked and not fear judgment
Leave and not fear goodbyes
Love and not be entitled
Hurt and let go of pain
become alive in the moment
Die in her thighs
