The key to unlock me it seems
Maybe this deems
Me to insanity
My misunderstanding of humanity
I wish I could express
These feelings I need to address
Or more really repress
How do I destroy this
Deploy this
A bomb to my own heart
If only I could've killed this from the start
Now I can't help but fall apart
Grown too deep
Secret I can no longer keep
My smile reveals all
This strong tower is soon to fall
Shattered by this devastating squall
Honne. Intinn fíor. Nia ya kweli. All different languages, yet all still the same.
Sunday, April 19, 2015
Monday, April 6, 2015
Finally
Finally I've been released from your clutch
Finally away from your touch
Finally free from this strife
Finally away from your destructive life
Finally the tables have turned
Finally I seem to have learned
Monday, March 23, 2015
Over Before We Began
A word from you can change my day
From resisting to let out the sobs of tears
To a slight smile dancing across my lips
No it's not perfect and theres still pain
But somehow you have managed to help me stay sane
I love the little things you do without notice
How can you not see
You know you truly know me
Every unspoken word
When my vision becomes blurred
When this all seems absurd
You're there holding my hand
Right there helping me stand
My most prominent fear
That if you find out my feelings dear
We would be over before we began
From resisting to let out the sobs of tears
To a slight smile dancing across my lips
No it's not perfect and theres still pain
But somehow you have managed to help me stay sane
I love the little things you do without notice
How can you not see
You know you truly know me
Every unspoken word
When my vision becomes blurred
When this all seems absurd
You're there holding my hand
Right there helping me stand
My most prominent fear
That if you find out my feelings dear
We would be over before we began
Monday, March 2, 2015
Still Beating
Broken and shattered
My heart surely is tattered
The stabs and jabs
Darts continually thrown
They have stripped me down to the bone
It should be defective
But it still beats
Well thats subjective
Maybe it is ineffective
But I'm still alive
After each and every jiving effort to break me
I'm proud of its lasting rhythm
It didn't give in when the world made it it's victim
My heart surely is tattered
The stabs and jabs
Darts continually thrown
They have stripped me down to the bone
It should be defective
But it still beats
Well thats subjective
Maybe it is ineffective
But I'm still alive
After each and every jiving effort to break me
I'm proud of its lasting rhythm
It didn't give in when the world made it it's victim
Monday, February 2, 2015
Barricade
Everyone puts up a lasting facade
They can conceal
How they truly feel
They laugh and smile
Like they haven't even walked a mile
I too have a strong wall
No one will ever truly know how tall
It's a barricade for my heart
How easily I seem to still fall apart
These chains I can never break
screaming to an invisible audience
I don't know how much more of this I can take
Wishing I could show them I'm just a fake
Wishing I could show them I'm just a fake
While everyone else can unlock the door
I am stuck inside holding back even more
crying out for a single soul to hear
many would say I'm silent
crying out for a single soul to hear
many would say I'm silent
If you truly knew you too would be in fear
Know me
You think you know who I am
Some say it be
But are you sure you've truly studied me
The ways I get so upset
I remember how we all met
The pain I experience all locked away
How I never thought anyone would actually stay
The times I wished I could just take it all
I'm quite clumsy as everyone knows
But I've never left anyone see me fall
Sunday, February 1, 2015
Broken words
My tongue continues to lock
My mind just seems to mock
My sanity leaves
My heart greaves
Over these words not spoken
Are we just that broken
It's never seemed like too much to bear
But now my heart repetitively tear
My life is spinning faster
I can't seem to master
Moving forward
Maybe I can't
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