Wasted

 

Wasted years and wasted tears

A lifetime of love and no vows

The promises forfeited

All verbal and no action

Lazing the day, a way

Blowing smoke through violent lips

Sitting staring at the same spot on the wall

Wishing you can take just one more hit

Master to all master to none

Criticize that’s your only input

Can’t lift me up you can lift that blunt

Nagging and bitching is your verse

Not once did I speak an unkind word to your face

You never investigated my soul and see the hurt

Time wasted…

 

 

Unfinished Conversation

Uncomplete sentence dangling participles

Nonexistence communication

Fragmentary speech meaningless words

Incomplete language not understood

Non-intuitive congregating of the mind

Imperfect verbalization to thoughts

Shallow words superficial in delivery

Hellenic language spoken to mystify

Enunciation you don’t comprehend

Desolation another way of saying

 

Convenient in portraying ignorance

Oblivion to knowledge

Neighboring to illiteracy

Vanquish stupidity

Error in speaking

Repent from being mute

Surreptitious phlegmatic robotic speech

Anguish prying words from mouth

Timorously voice of opiated nonsense

Immutable seeing oneself benightedness

Oscillation opinion

Nuance dismissal to an unfinished conversation

In The Future

 

 Is this some kind of joke some kind of hoax?

Times has its way of moving on

Leaving a lot of us behind

Thinking tomorrow or next

I’ll fix any debts

Forgive any sins

Reconcile to the past

Then you look up and tomorrow

Is gone

And you’re saying to yourself

What have I done?

Letting time move on

And you’ve fallen asleep

Thinking you have tomorrow

To depend on

But tomorrow never comes

The future is no more

When its too late to have those

Feelings atoned for and seeking forgiveness

In the future

 

 

She Never Forgot

 

She never forgot the little boy whose big brown eyes

Shined with wonderment

Looking through the eyes of innocence

Wishing, dreaming, hopeful

Later in life she would hear of the

Troubles that followed him around

Two souls created him

He was Tarzan and she was his Jane

They loved him but destroyed him

But there was one to always hold his hand

And now he’s an angel in someone’s dreams

Together the three of them rest with the

Others that have fallen asleep 

 

When

When do you just let it go and accept what you now know?

When it’s all said and finished don’t let that voice keep telling you

It was all your fault 

When does the anger subside?

When does the hurt end and the healing begin?

When are you able to awaken from a nightmare created?

When do you stop hating decisions made in the light of passion?

When in the dark of desire, it all made sense

When will the rage built up turn to embers and segue to ash?

When will the duplicity be understood?

When will the betrayal no longer matter?

When will life return to what’s normal and all thoughts revert

Back to a positive mind

When will the silent tears stop falling and the sunshine is more welcomed?

When will the guilt be lifted?

When does the end become the beginning?

 When it takes only one to undo what vows were taken

When does a god you pray to hears your please?

And take vengeance

When do you stop asking questions?

You know the answers to

When, when, when…

 

 

 

 

 

Methodical

 

Method to madness

Well thought out plan

Efficient in the art of deception

Coherent to its own understanding

Systematic keeping account of injury

Analytic brain adding and separating life

Punctilious to its own pleasure

Meticulous behavior of madness

Disciplined to pain

Diligent in failings

Rigorous aggressive nature 

Of disappointment precise

Methodical

Marital Rape

 

Misogynist ego bares its ugliness

Arrogance in attitude superior

Regard for her he held inferior to him

Insufficient emotions he had none

Taboo it was thought of

Alone she felt no one would believe her tale

Lasciviousness hiding in plain sight

 

Revulsion at his touch

Anchored to pain

Praying for retribution

Erasing all memories of him

Inhuman

 

He loved her body but not her soul

 heartless he was

Not an ounce of caring in the caresses of his fingertips

only cruel intentions

She fought the pain wincing at every inflicted

deliberate embrace

 He only smiled cruelty traced his evil lips

 that dripped with deceptive intent

Nowhere to run

 nowhere to hide no one to turn to

She held her breath

as she prayed for death to come quickly

He pulled away

 her body bruised as spent tears cradled her swollen breast

She stumbled from the bed

disappeared into nothingness returning with gun in hand

One shot ended her pain

Memory Of

 

 Melancholia aura looms   

 Every color of the rainbow defined 

 

Menagerie of mixed emotions 

 

Oscillation fervor screams 

 

Rehabilitation mine to accept 

 

Yearning for a dream to come true and a nightmare to end 

 

 

Oasis of tears will continue to cascade down until 

Felicities is attained when reunited 

June 11th

 Be strong,  

On the outside maybe that’s  

How I’m perceived to be 

Because the tears I keep for me 

All smiles and reassurance  

Inside I'm dying a little at a time 

Don't let the world see your pain 

Hear the sorrow in your voice 

Well-hidden is truth 

Only I know it's origin 

 

 

Listen

Listen to what I have to say

It might save you one day

If you become entangled In a

Toxic relationship take heed 

There's a way of avoiding the

Unnecessary pain and anguish 

Psychological, physical, verbal

Seeing red flags is a clue

Paying attention to that little 

Voice crying out to you

In the beginning its all

Sunshine and rainbows

Later it takes the forms 0f dark ominous 

Clouds and the rainbow hides

Behind blacken eyes and

Swollen lips

Listen to those whom have your

Best interest at heart

We don't see the fire and smell

The smoke 

We don't discern the danger in 

It's midst even when flesh is falling

At our feet

But they can see what we don't 

Standing on the cusp peering 

Into treacherous waters

Trying to navigate you to

Safer land

Don't slap the hand that's trying to

Lead you undamaged and free you

From the slavery you become

A custom to

Wake up if you are a sleep

Tomorrow is not promised 

But you can speed up the

Injurious nature of sin with each

Abusive word, deed or action

Not listening to the wisdom of others

So listen to what I say and don't 

Ignore that little Voice that whispers 

RUN...