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Jahnae Runnells Poem
It cant be seen with
the naked eye, yet
can be felt through souls.
Its called chemistry.
Copyright © Jahnae Runnells | Year Posted 2015
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Jahnae Runnells Poem
Working day and night for minimum wage,
Building rage because the feeling of being locked in a cage,
Dreaming of my time on stage.
I don't want this life forever!
Struggling to keep it together,
In a relationship that wont last a day past forever!
Hair on fleek, swag on 110,
soul on 0%, brain near the end.
Pass the Kush, I'm tired of living in the fallacies of this dry ass reality.
"Turn up, burn up"... This ain't me! I can't even look at my reflection in the mirror and not shatter it with disgrace. DISGRACE.
Thoughts. I have about 110, that wont see the day of light, just the pad and pen.
Lost in a whirlwind, this world wont protect me.
Equivalent to a shoal of piranhas eating my brain, which,
unanatomically drains my heart.
My heart, beating fast at thoughts of my past, sending fear to my future.
The obstruction of vision, causing the dread of the next moment. Content with two feet glued to the ground because anxiety of the next step could be turmoil.
Tic, Toc, Tic, Toc. Time is ticking, this is sickening!
My accomplishments, I have none, they're missing.
My peers, look at them!
Instagram famous, living life shameless.
But that ain't me.
I'm on a soul search, trying to break free.
Free of society withhold,
Free of material things and the stress and confusion it brings.
There's a storm in my soul, and I can't swim. The world won't save me!
Jah, Jah can you hear me? I need you to guide me through reality,
because sadly, I need you badly.
Copyright © Jahnae Runnells | Year Posted 2015
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Your vibe acts as wind;
swaying the water within
my soma.
Together we create.
feng shui.
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Jahnae Runnells Poem
Once upon a time, my life was off track
Ive made some mistakes that i cant take back.
Ive done some wrong that made you hate me; but when youre wrong you try and debate me
I sit in my chair, twirl my hair, and wonder if you still care
I refuse to be the person you want me to be, im going to be the person i was meant
I wish you can hear my life song
I just want you to know when i leave, im gone.
Copyright © Jahnae Runnells | Year Posted 2011
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You let them steal your
joy, you open the door
for them to taint your
soul.
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Jahnae Runnells Poem
Nomore Sunshine, To Much Rain
To Much Pain, This Is Insane.
Rain Is Making Alot Of Noise, But Im Not Hearing Nothing.
Just Sitting Here Wondering Why Everything Is Happening.
Rain Is Slowly Washing My Path Away
I Try And Look Up And Ask Why, But Its Cloudy And The Skies Are Grey.
Sidewalks Are Wet, My Hands Are Filled With Sweat
The Sky Is Foggy And I Cant See My Silver Linening, But I Will Keep Trying.
Questions, Anger, Sorrow, And Pain, It Washes Down On Me Everytime It Rains.
Feels Like Im Drowning In A Pool Of Questions, Just Give Me The Lesson,
That Alone Is My Blessin'.
Im On My Knees Asking For An Answer.
The Rain Is Cold, My Heart Is Empty, My Mind Is Blank
Give Me An Answer, I Cant Take This Nomore.
Copyright © Jahnae Runnells | Year Posted 2011
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