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
Locs wrapped around my veins like vines
It was a mangled twist
That spew curse words between these lips
Patterns
That left bruises in the seams of my hips
No one knew the dangers that formed from this riff
I’m still confused and somewhat consumed by
This Trauma
Hungry
Red wind
Breeze
Silencing storms
Hypersensitive
Addicted to these norms
I struggle to comprehend what’s happening in my brain
Roaming the nights
Vampirism
Pain
It bit me and by morning I had fangs
I was thirsty and my eyes had felt the rain
My blood
It tells me so
Transformation
Fear
Moving slow
Free
This thing had stolen the best parts of me
And turned me
Hungry
Catch me- Poem
My weakened fall
Like a water fall
From the fall
You catch me
I will never again
Allow myself to feel
The pain
Of being
Out of love
I won’t die
Ever again
Such a painful death
Help
I’ve been drowning in a smile
Lie so false pedestrians can see it for miles
And my heart refuses to sail a ship
Slanted smile across my lips
And an anchor loosely dangles in the curve of my hips
Lightning bolts springing from the bridge of my fingertips
And I mark the day for happiness
To drive a pathway
Thru my heart
Caged
I’m still caged walking with this hidden rage from old age
My bones are brittle and strong is just a song used to tell tall tales
Sail away with me
To a place Jesus journeyed and rainbows are neverending
Running from Damascus waiting for the storm to pass us
Come sail away with me to a place where pain
Will be no more
Mourning
I listened to his heart beat
I wrapped my legs between his feet
I watched him sleep and tucked him safely away in the warmth of my sheets
I played with his ears
Somehow that soothed my fears
About
Mourning
I scaled his face with my point finger
And I cried
Because
Mourning
Was well on its way
Caged in Old Age – Poetry
I’m still caged walking with this hidden rage from old age
My bones are brittle and strong is just a song used to tell tall tales
Sail away with me
To a place Jesus journeyed and rainbows are neverending
Running from Damascus waiting for the storm to pass us
Come sail away with me to a place where pain
Will be no more
PROZAC
I’m lost, and I’m trying to find my way back.
Where am I?
Who are you?
I’m schizo and you look schizo too.
How do I get out of this fucking box?
I’m walking but I can’t feel my feet.
I’m being pushed by a fiery heat.
OUCH!!!
That hurts.
STOP!!!
Where the fuck am I?
It’s dark.
I can’t see.
WILL SOMEONE TURN ON THE FUCKING LIGHTS!!!
Wait! Wait!
This can’t be right.
Something’s wrong.
Where are the damn lights?
It’s dark.
Shit, I’m scared.
This is weird.
Damn, it’s HOT.
WILL SOMEONE TURN THE DAMN HEAT OFF!!!
PLEASE, PLEASE HELP ME GET OUT OF HERE!
Ok, ok let me calm down and figure out how the hell I got here so I can get the hell out.
Ok, think.
The last thing I remember.
What was the last thing I remember?
Oh, I was with that guy and he was so, so fine.
Shit, I’m drawing a blank.
My eyes are getting heavy.
I. Just. Want. To.Go. To. Sleep.
BITCH WAKE UP!!!
BITCH WAKE UP!!!
WHERE WAS I?
Oh, oh ok I remember.
The bathroom.
I was in the bathroom.
That man was with me.
I can’t keep my eyes open.
OPEN YOU’RE FUCKIN EYES.
Come on open, open…
It feels like I’m watching a movie.
This shit is crazy.
I have got to pull myself together.
It’s the PROZAC.
Yeah.
The fucking PROZAC…
FUCKIN WITH MY HEAD!
I need to get off these drugs.
HEY!!!
HEY YOU OVER THERE!!!
Where the fuck are we?
Hey, where you going?
You can’t just leave me here.
Shit I. AM. FADING.
It feels so good.
Oh please let me fade.
It feels too good to come back now.
GRAB MY HAND!!!
COME ON GRAB MY HAND!!!
I have got to leave those fucking drugs alone.
Mental note…
Need a bigger bathroom.
HELP ME
I’m lost, and I’m trying to find my way back.
Where am I?
Who are you?
I’m schizo and you look schizo too.
How do I get out of this fucking box?
I’m walking but I can’t feel my feet.
I’m being pushed by a fiery heat.
OUCH!!!
That hurts.
STOP!!!
Where the fuck am I?
It’s dark.
I can’t see.
WILL SOMEONE TURN ON THE FUCKING LIGHTS!!!
Wait! Wait!
This can’t be right.
Something’s wrong.
Where are the damn lights?
It’s dark.
Shit, I’m scared.
This is weird.
Damn, it’s HOT.
WILL SOMEONE TURN THE DAMN HEAT OFF!!!
PLEASE, PLEASE….
Ok, ok let me calm down and figure out how the hell I got here so I can get the hell out.
Ok, think.
The last thing I remember.
What was the last thing I remember?
Oh, I was with that guy and he was so, so fine.
Shit, I’m drawing a blank.
My eyes are getting heavy.
I. Just. Want. To.Go. To. Sleep.
BITCH WAKE UP!!!
BITCH WAKE UP!!!
WHERE WAS I?
Oh, oh ok I remember.
The bathroom.
I was in the bathroom.
That man was with me.
I can’t keep my eyes open.
OPEN YOU’RE FUCKIN EYES.
Come on open, open…
It feels like I’m watching a movie.
This shit is crazy.
I have got to pull myself together.
It’s the PROZAC.
Yeah.
The fucking PROZAC…
FUCKIN WITH MY HEAD!
I need to get off these drugs.
HEY!!!
HEY YOU OVER THERE!!!
Where the fuck are we?
Hey, where you going?
You can’t just leave me here.
Shit I. AM. FADING.
It feels so good.
Oh please let me fade.
It feels too good to come back now.
GRAB MY HAND!!!
COME ON GRAB MY HAND!!!
I have got to leave those fucking drugs alone.
Mental note…
Need a bigger bathroom.
Hollow
Love is too expensive
Every interaction has become suspect and defensive
I borrowed, stole and emptied my center and I paid
Now every beat in my heart has become hollowed and delayed
And it captured me
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