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BATTLE

Why must this happen to me?
For what reason, I can no longer see.
Is it He who lies inside of me?
Or just a battle that has taken its place inside of me?
All my life I have let the ignorance prevail.
Yet it has gotten me nothing. But a battle between freedom & jail.
When I choose to sell my soul for something less than that of gold.
It left me wondering empty, and hungry in the cold.
But now that I wish to start the war.
The battle gains more strength. And faces the war. With that of a insane roar.
It has great power. Yet I fight on. I now refuse to do wrong.
But from within I hear its war song. Raging on. Raging on.....
I will not let Him prevail.

Because it will not be my soul, again in which I sell.
It's no longer about me. I have created a life. In which is apart of me.
Please God can't you see. What is going on with me?
I must conquer my fears, and to release all tears.
Because my suffering throughout the years. Must end here!!!
I hear the battle continue. Yet I feel my cue.
My forces have fallen through. I have conquered you.
I will not let you live.
Because you have nothing to give.

But suffering & tears. So here' to the bad times.
I have gained my life back for what looks like a dime.
To those of you, who can feel the war of your spirit take its toll?
Hold on and be strong...

BREATHLESS

I became breathless when you went away.
Especially when I saw your shadow in flames.
How could this be?
I was terrified, shocked
I traced back all the memories we once had.
And how my life now had came to be so sad.
My life was torn.
I was all alone.
I wanted to find the person who did it.
But if I did that, I'd be little use coz I'd be with you.
Till this day I still suffer.
What should I do?
Should I continue or
should I end it?
I feel if I could just see you
my life would be splendid
If u want to let me alone
I will be a rolling stone........
I need you coz it?s indeed you
Or! Let me die, let me say bye.

A FRIENDLY WELCOME

Look up at the sky
and smile for being alive
for you may die soon.
You are welcome wherever am I
Rather welcome everywhere till I die.

IT'S SO HARD

It's so hard to say "I love you", and not draw back in tears,
It's so hard to know that you are not there to help me to face my fears,
It's so hard to know the phones at reach, but I cannot hear your voice,
It's so hard to know that this time breaking up was my choice.
It's so hard to see you laughing when I'm crying deep inside,
it?s so hard to just find feelings and now have to make them hide.
It's so hard to live without you, when I need you more then words,
To want to scream how much I love you, but know the
words are hidden deep inside me.
It's so hard to go to sleep at night when I cannot dream of you,
It's so hard to think that you might fall in love, with someone new.
It's so hard not to start crying when I hear you're favorite quote,
It's so hard to sit and wonder, where did I go wrong?
It's so hard to live without you, if I only would have known.
I will never love another, I would rather be alone.

STRUGGLE

I've struggled so long
I can't understand why
I've hurt so long
I begin to cry
I wish it would stop
But it continues to go on
Beginning to be shell-shocked
Where did I go wrong.

TO BE FREE

To be free inside
To be free outside
Nature is so beautiful
but we destroy it with our cry
When will we realize
that God is the creator
The creator of the inside
The creator of the outside
Everything is so perfect and beautiful
but again when will we realize
That we are the bad guys
That's polluting our skies
We're so blind that we're polluting
our own body's and don't realize.

SORROW

Oh how it hurts!
All this pain inside of me.
I don't know what to do.
I feel like nobody.
A man is in a crowd of sorrows
all these problems.
All these feelings.
Sometimes I wish I was never born
so I could save my mother all this pain
this hurt I have,
why can?t it all go away?
I feel so weak.
Why is nothing going my way?
I want it to, for a change.
My insides hurt.
All these tears.
Going through all this pain.
All these years,
my soul is on fire.
My heart needs desire.
A deserving desire (you only)
I feel empty,
lost, trapped in a box.
Why can't it just go away?
All this hurt and pain.
The memories I have.
All the dreadful days
that have past,
it all went by so fast.
I feel screaming in Smoke
at the top of my lungs,
in order to have someone
hear me out,
but I cannot shout.
Only because I have no voice.
Then again it's my choice.
I am sad, I am blue.
What should I do?
I care for people too much sometimes
and they take advantage.
They seem to take my feelings for granted.
I can't stand it.
Maybe I shouldn't be so nice
but in the long run
I'll pay the price.

TIME WILL DECIDE

Does it matter if I live or die?
Will family members and friends, gather to cry?
I awake every morning wondering if my life is worth living.
Not knowing, I thank God for these days given. Daily I'm living.
Not knowing when it will expire. But yet I find myself longing to be with the will of Empire.
Yet I grit my teeth against life and its increase.
One of my own.
Yet she will come to find out, that He is here alone.
Will she do as I have done? Or will she feel my pain? And take the chance,
to do nothing but advance.
Only time will tell. Will He embrace the dreams?
Or will He learn to live on her own two feet?
Time will tell. And I shall prevail, and live to see how the dreams have to say and to come true....

WHERE DO I HAVE TO GO?

Sometimes I ask myself
"Do I really belong here?"

The answer to that question is,
"No, I don't belong here."

People always tell me that I do belong
here, and that I am a wonderful and pretty imaginative person.

But why do I feel that they are just
saying it to make me feel better and
so that I won't hurt myself.

They tell me that I am handsome,
and that my life is worth living.

But the other question is,
"Do I really believe what everybody is saying?"
"Do I really belong here?"
Isn?t it, Handsome is that handsome does.

WHO AM I?

I am a man of wisdom.
I am a man of understanding.
Who am I?
I am a man of character
That strives for the best.
I am a person that takes care of his business.
Who am I?
I am a man with courage and trust.
Who am I?
I am a man of permutation, who is willing to help others.
I am a person of perseverance, and will to help.
Who am I?
I am a man of quality, ready for change.
Who am I?
I am a man of honor and respect
Who will always listen?
Who am I?
I am a person that has been through struggle.
Who am I?
I am a man who has had ups and downs.
Who am I?
I am a person of sadness who has had bad times.
Who am I?
I am a man with intelligence
Who am I?
I am a man that has suffered from pain and sadness.
Who am I?

WHAT THE HELL IS IT

Could this be love that I feel?
Since the day I first met you
I had a sense of understanding and comfort.
Could this be love that I feel?
When you give me yours number or that imaginative eye contact?
Could this be love that I feel?
When you show me your own friendship, caring, wisdom, and understanding?
Do I feel love, or is it not true?
I feel my love must be true
Even though I may be far away.
Could this be love?
That adds joy to my life?
Could this be love that I feel?
Could this be love that I feel?

Reasons for all Seasons

Enough happiness to keep you sweet,
Enough trials to keep you strong,
Enough sorrow to keep you human,
Enough hope to keep you happy,
Enough failure to keep you humble,
Enough success to keep you eager,
Enough friends to give you comfort,
Enough wealth to meet your needs,
Enough enthusiasm to look forward,
Enough faith to banish depression,
Enough determination to make each day better than yesterday!

Bed in Sunshine (A ray of hope)

In winter I get up at night
and dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
the birds still hopping on the tree,
or hear the grown-up people's feet
still going past me in the street.
And does it seem hard to you,
when all the sky is clear and blue,
and I should like so much to play,
to have to go to bed by day?
Don't go for looks; they can deceive.
Don't go for wealth; even that fades away.
Go for someone who makes you smile coz it takes
only a smile to make a dark day seem bright.
Find the one that makes your heart smile.

DREAM MERCHANT

Go!
You said you were lost in an ocean of emotions
But I am lost in a tidal wave
Lost in a flood,
and drowning
You covered me with a blanket
and killed my thoughts
I am choking
You tell me to hurry up;
I take too long to say a simple thing.
I'm a dreamer.
I'm a drifter.
My thoughts are in the back of my head
hiding from you and the front of me.
I am a Merchant
I am a Seller
That poet! Who sells his thoughts, WORDS & Tears?
Words that weep & Tears that speak
Stop!