DIM OL SHOES (POETRY)
Cradle the wave.
Because that shadow could be my own life I save.
A preserver to save the very life that may be my own.
Haunted by distant memories of dreams gone horrifically wrong.
That tainted song.
That keeps playing in my mind.
Shunned by the times when I was me.
TRANSLATION.
Stranger in my own skin.
Battles I could never win.
Not alone anyway.
This is the day that the Lord has made.
I will rejoice and be glad in it….
Hmp!
Some days I can’t rejoice.
Because of that voice.
That says many things that only evil brings.
Preacher says, ride the storm don’t let the storm ride you.
Only God knew about my shoes that always brought me the blues.
Runnin from the tide.
Waitin for the pain to subside.
Is all I can do.
To keep from slippin my feet back in Dim ol’ Shoes.
That will always be mine, ain’t no changing that.
Tracks and all.
Where would I be?
Who would I be?
Without my Babylonian fall.
MINE…… ALL MINE!!
I ain’t lost in the times.
I’m just waitin for the sun to shine on my weary soul.
I ain’t moved no mountain.
But I can if I tried.
Just waitin for the pain to subside.
Is all I can do….
To keep from slippin my feet back in.
Dim Ol Shoes.
Thank you, Old Life.
Lost Girls – Poe-Estory – Audio
I’ve decided to write
Tonight’s not like any other night
Everything feels right, nothing’s wrong
I haven’t felt this way in so long
I’m at peace, all the chaos has finally ceased
There’s so much to be grateful for
God is opening so many doors
Have you ever looked at the stars
And wondered if there’s life force on mars
And if their struggles are the same as ours
My mind is not somewhere far away
The only thing I worry about is what to cook today
I’m not on the streets walking the beat
Panhandling just to get a bite to eat
Some angel sent down to lend a hand
In the form of some perverted man
And when I do get the money it’s like bee’s on honey
YUP!
Dope boyz ridin’ with that look like
WASSUP!
So I do what I do, and I run like a little girl late for school.
They see desperation in my eyes
They ask me
Do you need this?
And of course I lie
They’re tigers looking for meat
So I get high and I’m back on the streets, with nowhere to go
I know some old man’s looking for a show
It’s lonely out here
Damn, no one knows
I look and see girls just as lonely as me, wishing to pray or praying to wish to be free
But drugs were all we were able to see
And I know deep down inside this isn’t really me
I knew this man he took my girl for a ride
I told her not to go she said she wouldn’t but she lied
She thought I was try’na steal her trick
It’s funny how a junkies mind ticks
The core of this disease had me constantly on my knees and it wasn’t to pray
ANYWAY
There were many days I had to swallow my pride
I was seriously contemplating suicide
I just wanted to kill myself and die
I was a hopeless bum ten times over and then some
Why did my friend have to go for that ride
I got this really strange feeling inside
I kept seeing visions of her being swept up on a tide
I kept getting these visions over and over again
She’s probably high, real hard to defend
It was during my worst days that I prayed
I was walking through life’s crazy maze, and in an alley way there my friend laid
This was bad news I was lost and completely confused and was living in a world of self-centered fools!
I’ve been asking God to send me a sign
Leave this place, right now’s the time
This is where I’m at this moment is mine
Should I stay or should I go?
Please someone help me ‘cause I don’t know
All I know is where I’ve been, near death experiences and 100% sin
I’ll never forget how I let this disease win
When I think of the fire I’ve survived
I often wonder why I’m still alive
God has this major plan and I’m so excited cause I haven’t ran
My friend got killed by some crazy man
But I believe she was part of God’s perfect plan
Some have to die for others to live and for that reason I promise to give all of me to recovery
I have one chance to make this right
And for that reason I promise to always walk in Gods eye sight
Wanna walk in my shoes
I don’t think so
These are places no one should ever go
EVER EXSISTING BEAST (POETRY)
Ever Existing Beast
I met this creature.
I called him the ever existing beast.
That lurks and will creep like the grim reaper.
This thing called life it gets deeper and deeper.
Lurking and preying on any weakness.
Your death is its ultimate sweetness.
Manipulate and distort any positive reports.
Living is not natural and natural is not living.
This beast will latch on and feast.
It will eat away at any chance you may have had to dance at your party called life.
Will destroy any plans to make some woman your wife.
This beast will have you compromise some of your simplest beliefs.
This beast will have you morally incorrect, and have life’s lowest put you in check.
This beast will have you feeling hysterical and he knows you’ll leave 5 minutes before the miracle.
I can’t feel at all anymore because death is knocking at my door.
This beast shows his face no one but me goes.
I often wonder how this beast knows.
I have all good intentions but somehow this beast draws me into a whole new dimension.
This beast cheers obsession on and takes me day and days sometimes till dawn.
Demented mind lost in the time.
This beast is fast has me living in the past.
This ever existing beast stamps hopeless on my face and eases in at its own pace.
This beast sticks his chest out because he knows he’s the man.
This beast knows this is no one night stand.
This beast loves this fling leaves you bitten with its devastating sting.
I won’t look in the mirror because I am bound to flip.
Leaves me feeling like I’m on a bad trip.
Chained and bound to this game.
Save me lord because my life is in vain.
Someone died for me to live….
One simple request
Is for you to give yourself a chance to dance at your party called life.
Thank you, Dis-ease of Addiction.
SHELTER (POEM)
SHELTER
THIS IS THE BEST UMBRELLA I CAN HAVE
I AM NOT INTO RELIGION AND WHAT YOU BELIEVE IS YOUR DECISION
HOWEVER WHEN THE STORMS COME
AND THEY WILL
YOU WILL NEED SOME POWER TO HELP YOU DEAL
YOU BETTER HAVE SOMETHING IN WHICH YOU CAN FIND SHELTER FROM THE STORM
LIFE IS A ROLLERCOASTER AND IS CAPABLE OF TAKEING ANY FORM
THIS IS ME TELLING YOU
SO U CAN’T SAY YOU HAVENT BEEN WARNED
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