JILTED DREAM (POETRY)

Ain’t no fun when the duck got the gun

Like Lauryn Hill said

“You might win some but you just lost one”

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide

I pray your pain is continuous

I want my wrath to be verminous

Nobody wins in this

Yea, I’m taking you on this tragic ride

I wanted to tie you up

Drag you to the Susquehanna River and drown you

But God may have gotten clever and baptized you

And I want you on the other side

My pain will never subside

You a damn lie

Always complaining about how hard you tried

And now I’m running

You pissed me off

 Played me for soft now look what it cost

You better pray that your soul ain’t lost

I know you feeling cold

 And it would give me great pleasure to watch your body mold

Yea your girl is cold

You wound me up tight

Caught you off guard no way to prepare for this fight

No recess or resets, we ain’t on set

Should have known you was no good the moment we met

Too late for apologies ‘cause you’re dead to me

The red looks good to me

You done released the CRAZY in me

I got your wife tied up in the basement just so she can look at me

 

 

Y’all took too much from me

I had to kill both of you and it’s destroying me

But I wake up and realize it wasn’t real

 

I’m too soft, and it just ain’t in me to kill

 

 

 

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BIPOLAR (RANDOM WARNING)

WARNING…

THE PEACE MAKER MADE ME POST THIS

THE SKITZOFRANTIC 52 YEAR OLD CAUCASION MAN WARNED HER NOT TO

HE BELIEVES THIS SITE IS FOR BELIEVERS, DREAMERS

AND THE HIGHLY MOTIVATED AND THEY ALL WANT HIM DEAD

THERE ARE ABOUT 8 PEOPLE WHO LIVE IN MY MIND

OF ALL DIFFERENT NATIONALITIES, SIZES, AGES AND GENDER

SCREEMING TO BE HEARD

THEY ARE ALL TRYING TO GET ALONG IN SUCH A SMALL SPACE

NOT ALWAYS EASY

I APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE IF YOU READ ANYTHING OFFENSIVE OR CONTROVERSAL

I HAVE VERY LITTLE IF ANY CONTROL OVER ANY OF THEM

O BOY,,,

HOLD ON FOR THE RIDE…..

I AM A SUCKER FOR LOVE AND A SOB STORY, I AM DEFINITELY FOR THE UNDER DOG. I AM A LITTLE WIERD BUT VERY LOVING, I AM PERFECTLY IMPERFECT BUT SHHHH DONT TELL ANYONE (:  I AM ALSO A RECOVERING HERION ADDICT MY CLEAN DATE IS SEPTEMBER 24 2010, ALTHOUGH I DONT LIKE LABELS, I UNDERSTAND I CAN NOT USE DRUGS IN MODERATION UNDER ANY CURCUMSTANCES. I STAY CLEAN NO MATTER HOW BAD OR GOOD I FEEL THATS IT THATS ALL NO COMPROMISE! I WROTE A POETRY BOOK CALLED MENTAL NOTES ABOUT ADDICTION AND ALL THE INSANITY ASSOCIATED WITH IT I HAVE RANDOMLY BEEN POSTING PIECES OF THE BOOK TO MY BLOG. HERE IS THE KINDLE LINK  http://www.amazon.com/Mental-Notes-ebook/dp/B005VX0WL8/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1353151329&sr=1-1&keywords=MENTAL+NOTES+BY+LATOYA+HARRISI AM SO GRATEFUL FOR THE ROAD I AM TRAVELING!

THERE IS WAY TO MUCH I CAN SAY ABOUT ME BUT I WONT BORE U WITH MY WAY TO BORING BIO. WE ALL HAVE ONE COMMON BOND, WE LOVE TO WRITE.

I AM STILL TRYING TO FIGURE ALL THIS OUT (LIFE) IN THE MEAN TIME I WILL DO WHAT THE UNIVERSE HAS CALLED ME TO DO…WRITE

UNTIL WEE MEET AGAIN,,,,LUV YA, LATOYA

 

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.

Thank you, Insanity.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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….

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.

Thank you, Insanity.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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