My prize

The comfort you gave me put me right to sleep
As an insomniac, it can’t much more deep
Your head by my chest or yours on mine
the moments so perfect.
I could just die.
We never needed nothin but each other
With every passing day growing closer and hoping for another
Chance
To see your face. Hold your hands
Feel your embrace. Slow dance.
I like to believe what we shared was not for nothin
Even if between us now. WE have nothin
Perhaps the future will bring US better days
Maybe you’re my prize at the center of life’s maze…

The good, the bad, the struggle

Sometimes I wanna believe in god.
Wanna look to the heavens for guidance.
Praise his name when I get the glory.
Give him gratitude for my blessings.
But what about my misfortune.
What about my pain.
What about my struggle.
Where is MY LOVE?
Things could always be worse.
I always have just enough.
But where’s the stepping stone?
Dividends for hard work?
Never gives you something that you can’t handle.
I’ve held this burden since childhood when do I earn this weight being lifted off my shoulders.
It’s hard to believe what you can’t see it’s even harder to believe when the ways of the devil have been more of a friend than an enemy.
All praise god; have faith in the amazingest
But prays unanswered is why we become atheist
I’m supposed to keep faith when the hour’s the darkest?
It’d be a breeze if I knew where the light is
Believing till the end in an unfulfilling life just to make it on the team
Fuck that. I’ll make a pact with satan if it means I life on top
live live on my knees? Or live life in the breeze?
They say you can’t have it all
So some angels must fall
I’ll volunteer for that call
So long as I get to live in excess cuz you never can have too much
I guess my life’s dilemma can be answered so simply
But the means to that end? Well it’s quite impossible.
The eternal internal struggle continues.
3 sides to the story
Faith on the outside. While the devil’s within me

Love runs deep

You ever Have a convo with the woman of your dreams? The one in your dreams. The one you wake up thinking about every morning. The love of your life. The ONE. you ever have that convo where you tell her to let go of her inhibitions. Of the past. Of her hurt. And just LOVE. Because her love is so beautiful and unmatched and amazing and a true gift. To not waste an opportunity that she truly feels. And she agrees. But you’re not talking about her loving you. You’re talking about her loving him? Yeah well. I love her so much. That I’ll stop at nothing to bring her back to seeing her greatness. Even when it means that THEY live happily ever after. . .

*tears*
Te amo

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