Thursday, May 28, 2015
Where I came from
I got this name from
ringing bells to a title i came from
I wont put your name on, but the beef in the sreets causing me not to reach the boundaries of my goodness
Needs some escape from
Yall the asses we came from...
to elect these dudes on a search to just be coherent...this where i done came from
this shit is foolish
shit is ghoulish
to have to type for my life so you can do this....fuck it
make it on your own
Life....
Life tactics
Remaining drastic
I prep everyday to live fantastic
No earthly bounds
All sudden moves...
I speak my truth
I used to have the blues
Symbolic symbolization
When my book is done you can read where I came from
Who I got this name from....
Where I got this name from
Why no one knew anything but this name that came from.....
Who was my day 1's
Who still present to be my day 1's
The struggle in the darkness
That tried to precede the light that I came from....
been raised on
Got my shape from
There was a whisper in my ear, I now know where it came from
Abba
That whispered in my ear that I can reform
Get my dream on
and conquer every mountain I dreamt a dream on
From lost to darkness to the crazy I came from
I was raised from
I had to get away from
The streets almost ended my life
But I never forget where i came from
Tried to rule me out
Cool me out
Take my life in your hands so you could push and pull me out
Of my destiny
Writing is a test for me
To inform others that even though the past is the past
The palette was a backdrop to this sky blue
These skies are blue
Given you a moment looking through the eyes of this woman who had the blue's
Has the blues
Systematically trapped in them to
It lives in you
will always live in you
Will go to the throngs of shame just to continue to live in you
But
Im a survivor and the devil is a liar
Im a sign of water and fire
I can only move higher
He gives me desire
To preach and teach my testimony every hour
I will preach my testimony every hour
I will live and not count the hours
We only get one
I will live and breathe the hours
Good, bad or ugly...I will see these hours and raise you one
Friday, May 22, 2015
I dunno
Society stuck on a travesty of blame
Blame is the same though its not the same...yall protesting causes but its not the same....you have no idea of what the underlying layer is
The thinks that can slay a kid
Give a bid
Be thankful it didn't kill a kid
Im still doing bids
So angry that you cant think further than you
What does that prove
What force can that move
Let me put on my tap shoes
To tell all of yooouuss
That all of youusss
Are unworthy for it
I need this current
To wash away the surfboard of my vetting
Why is there no rejection
Why cant we be lost stars..subtly projecting
Opression is not spoken of its found
So when this round causes sounds that make you hit the ground
I wanna say sorry...but I too hit the ground
I wish this were humorous and i could say
Just kidding
Fuck you this the life im living...a life that became imprisoned...with blue thoughts and sick thoughts.....its not my religion.... .that bought me back from the prison....i know my worth but they broke it down in the prison
This how im living....wondering how you living to give some thoughts of forgiveness
The thoughts that are endless that im reconciled to hear...my...dear...oh my dear...we are lost stars
Cover me
These crystal stairs
Cracking under poignant stares
I get there..may end there
to send a kite and forgive there
Its a habit of being in here
My thirst for life resignating within here
The rush of life
Leading to a portion of undiscovery
I need you now cover me....
Its a big deal so comfort me
I need you to seek and discover me
How can i rebound when you won't cover me
It happens through the tears
Its a product of the years
I still abstain the tears
Yet i still break down in tears
Cover me
Sunday, May 3, 2015
Time
Sometimes I think it's time
Only to find that the stars have not aligned
The present needs to take the time
Its saying i need to take this time
Its not like before it will take some time
Contention revision
20/20 fucked up vision
Living for living
Giving cuz I'm god forgiving
To less of the living
I don't even know sometimes
how to feel about feeling sometimes
I don't want to feel sometimes
Sometimes I don't feel sometimes
But I feel these times..
They reveal.....these times
It's getting real in these times
It's so for real in these times