| In My Own Word |
| Righteousness Not just me who live here in this state of mind that take my being, I bleed and die from the hate of those people i feel the fear in there eyes. i have the weight of the world on my back, in my heart, and no one loves the Dyke, and i'm not good enough for god who has made me in his image as the pastor teaches hate from the book of love but i an not bitter just sadden by people who hate out of righteousness |
| BLACK ROSES black roses grow at the foot of my bed in silent they whisper around me the glares of stares crawl up my skin as if spiders were consuming my flesh my life has become a painting without any shades of color just darkness I laugh with great pain at the thoughs forgotten days that leaves my eyes tearful the rows of roses grow dead before they bloom already picked by the world to quick to smile with sharp lips that kills even the strongest of soul I was placed here I said in a tired voice to explain my being that seemed to make people question my existent or is this the time or place to grow my roses I was born with a seed dark and hard placed in my soul and called it a heart and every lost loved watered it with my tears now black rose grow beside my bed in rows of forever as silent whisper burn my ears and stares crawl up my skin like spiders |
| Human Emotion I cried for the past lonely and sad the place that held my pain where dreams fade in to the dark place of nothingness where my displacement was brought upon by travels of endless broken promises a place where love never could have found me I hid in my shadow of thing that should have been and found fear I held on tight to that the only thing I knew leaving me in uncontrollable tears it took over my being torched my soul and left me breathless and all my hopes faded and my dreams scarred then I stop to remember I am only human |
| Counted can you count to a million on your fingers a figure that claimed my pain in weekest i see the bleakest of the number in war i see the masses of the figures a statistic to large to comperhend can you count to a million in you mind remembering the dead as if dead was here who could figer the living would mourn life that once was and parents stand beside graves and tears shed for life never lived is peace a state of mind never reached in revenge for an eye for an eye and a country for a life we praise war as if fighting was the key to living can you see a million lives lost out of pain blood is shed war is now and million are dead |
| I was apart of this world I was apart of this world once I remember it still makes me smile I didn’t always stand out I wasn’t always this lost but who was they made me like this laugh at me for who I was and I will never be again but I let them hurt me and put me down then i cry from the pain but I was apart of this world once I remember like daydreams of growing up I was happy with my youthfulness I wanted more for myself for my life but thing change so fast and I lost myself and became unwanted inside my self but I was a part of this world once I remember like hopes of being apart again but I cant remember the way back to that time and place where life wasn’t so hard and I wasn’t so different but I was apart of this world once yet no one remembers me so I can never go back again |
| There is no me, She said as she smiles in a twisted sort of way, losing herself in the sadness of a broken heart. There is no me, She said as the reality set in, that she is not ever coming back, and the dreams of a life together have been replace with an empty feeling that leave pains in her stomach. There is no me, She saids, because in the end, she knew that she had lost her other half, her partner, a huge part of her soul,The one person she loved with all my heart, soul, and mind. There is no me, She said, staring at the floor trying to hold back the tears as her body weakens from the stress, and he mind leave her and she mutters the last of her words, There is no me, with-out her. |
| There Is No Me |
| Germiane Across many sea many has descend We should have never believe that these people were our friends And the blood that was shed shown we bleed red And for our falling king, well god bless the dead And these life and these time has spark many rhythms Through the rain and the shine has claimed many lives And this pain is to deep, be carried though all of time And they say our futures bleak, but I can’t believe these lies You African kings have been tricked, and label addicts Hugging your seeds through bars, claiming shit don’t really matter But how can you fathom the plight of a black man life, When he dreams of bling-bling and his real life stings, And he’s back against a wall; of course he’s going to fight While little boys learn to be men though the words of their mothers 16 hour days teaching black men to be brothers And the trap has be set, of shit that has to change We were taken, we were stripped and we were given slave names And our freedom sparked a cycle of shit that never change While the booze and the drugs were given to ease our pain But this cycle of shit, we soon all have to face And drugs, and welfare, and the ghetto, and jail, well it keeps it all in place And these live and these time will never be replace But my people will get strong and one day leaves this place |
| Nightmare |
| The only thing that I dream, when I sleep is the sweet sweet tasted of you the softness of you lip, the swaying of your hips The bouncing of your… The perfect women I thought you were No crime shell you commit So I woe you my princess, my Puerto Rican princess, With your tan, skin and your wavy hair, I felled for those green eyes that made me week in the knees And the attraction to you was much deeper Much much deeper then that of you out side, The tear you shed the life you led the person personality you revealed Could still the heart any women or man. I gave myself raw to the game of you Forgetting that you are only human Lifting my walls, forgetting the falls that other have giving me I walked blindly in to your world not stopping to think or breathe, Never taking in the whole truth Believing in the power of us, But there was no us just you So I had no power To stop my down fall, To release your grip, To stop the pain of a broken heart And the demise of my sprit So now my day start early and my night last long, Dreams torches my sleep of the happy times And love plays on my self couches Remembering the good, But I wish in my night time rest I could see you for what you really are My nightmare |
| She doesn’t love me any more, Her loved fade I watched it I saw it, I try to stop it, but couldn’t She wanted something different Something new something not me, But I still want her I felt the kisses change, And the late night talks got shorter, She stops call me pooh bear and Corrina became more frequent, I saw the change in the way she looked at me Her smile where not mines any more Her touch was not warm And her hugs were distant She doesn’t love me anymore or not in love with me Her soul doesn’t burn with happiness when she sees me; Her heart doesn’t skip a beat when I am near She doesn’t laugh at my child composure Or thinks it cute that she is my world, She doesn’t love me any more But with all that I see and all that I feel In the end my love was still there In the end my love was hunger, And in the end my heart was broken Cause she don’t love me any more |
| She doesn’t love me any more |
Shatter glass, Pieces shatter on the floor Gazing pointy, sharp, bloody bloody more bloody tear felled glass lying on the floor, shatter screaming crying hopeless glass shatter on the floor, in hand through wrist, broken veins, broken sprit , broken heart, shatter mind, shatter body shatter me, shatter glass all lying on the floor |
| Shatter Glass |
| My voice is hollow with out any steady rhythm I don’t smile The sunlight dances over my blanket And I wish I hadn’t left my dream, And then I start missing the night |
| Mornings |