Author: mentalnotes1

LOTS OF THINGS HAPPEN HERE SO PLEASE BEWARE, THIS BLOG COMES WITH CAUTION SIGNS. OH AND SORRY BUT THIS IS AN AWARD FREE ZONE (: WE ARE ALL WINNERS (: I THANK YOU ALL, AND WELCOME YOU TO MY PEACEFUL INSANITY. (: "LaToya"

Alcoholic

His breath reeked of alcohol

Streaming…

Steaming from his pores

At 7 o’clock in the morning

As we sipped coffee at the Waffle House

In Columbus Ohio

We’re no good thing commeth

And I knew

Without a doubt

That he was an alcoholic

I said goodbye

And thanked him

For this season…

Broken Tears

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It was a thousand breaths I took
To scale a shaken nook
That withered my spirit
Every nerve in me could hear it
No words
Spirituality
Not even the gods could sear it
The brokenness that transmitted through my spine
And grew
Locks wrapped around my veins like vines
It was a mangled twist
That spew curse words between these lips
Patterns
They left bruises in the seems of my hips
No one knew the dangers that formed from this riff
I’m still confused and somewhat amused by
This Trauma

This is so beautiful, its like a picture I can see so clearly! Profound words here! Almost had me in tears because I can relate!

The Chatter Blog

Sometimes I sit –

With a book, and never read it.

In a group, and feel loneliness like I’ve never known.

Alone, and feel enveloped in love that I can’t see or touch, but know completely.

With a friend, and wonder who we are.

With a stranger, and know affection and compatibility.

And struggle with truth.

And imaginate my heart and soul with dreams and wishes.

Sometimes I just get up and go.

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Mirror, Mirror On The Wall

I got an ugly problem in a beautiful place
I have particles flowing thick from my fire place
I’m sailing and climbing through my twisted mind
Distorted piano sounds
Tortured lines
levied from silenced
Concubine
I don’t even know if  I’m safe in Gods arms
Twisted neck
Sounds alarms
And I still come face to face
With me

I got an ugly problem in a beautiful place

WAITING FOR YOU (POETRY W/AUDIO)

How long can I wait for you

To see the sun turn grey

Your nights running into my days

Waiting for you

Smoke filled tomes

Eyes sealed tight

Turning over graves

From this deadly mixture

And poison filled perfumes

I die

Waiting for you

To fill my heart beat cold

Pressure building from all the lies that you’ve told

And I wait

While this evil consumes me