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Best Poems Written by Wesley Roach

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Elusive Love

I keep searching for love but it's elusive to me
I'm a ticking time bomb and that's conclusive to see
My rifle says to my head, 'lets introduce you to me'
Intrusive thoughts in my mind never allow me to be

This love I hold in my heart needs to be given away
I do my best as a man yet no one's driven my way
I need somebody to hold I often hear myself say
My time it slips through my hands like tiny pieces of grain

Melancholy attacks they seem to catch me off guard
I pretend I'm okay while standing solemn and hard
I keep my secrets inside as I have done from the start
I put my gun to my head then aimed it right at my heart

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Ode To a Love I'Ve Long Dreampt Of

I was a broken down man with many problems to sort
You raised my head from the sand and stood me straight as a sword.
I turned to clay in your hands indeed I need to be formed
And all it took was the touch from a soul that is warm.

Then right away from that day that you stepped in my life
I started finding the strength that I had lacked for some time.
I've had a long war with hurt which I could barely sustain
But all the love that you give to me erases the pain.

So now savior baby, oh lovely one, I need you all of my days
I'll hold you tight, make sure all is right as we draw near and lock in loves embrace.

If ever again I feel down and out and begin to feel incoming blues
I'll simply glance up and be promptly perked up as my eyes retain a glimpse of you.

So my lovely lady with angelic flesh I need you all of my life. 
I dream of a day in which I'll take you away and create you into a wife
But until that day I'm not ashamed to say I'm content just holding your hands.
You will be my everything and I'm forever your man.

So my classy woman with the goddess eyes I dreamed of you for many years
When you found me down with my head in the ground I knew I had nothing to fear. 
Right away I knew it was the day my troubled life had finally reached it's end
With the ending of fear I began to see clear, it had to go, so true love could begin.

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Running From Myself

Will anybody notice when I am gone?
End my time in this world and say so long.
I've gave so much of my heart it's finally gone. 
With just a hollowed inside I'm rarely strong.

I'm getting outta of this world and leaving fast.
Just put my gun inside my mouth and eat the blast.
Envision my face in days gone past.
Speak of how I died young and lived too fast.

If I'd of only had a break from all this pain.
Or maybe sunshine in my life instead of rain.
Along life's rocky road I tried to find my way.
But by mistake I chose the road that led astray.

If you'd of held my hand and walked me down the path.
I may have cracked a smile and waltzed along the grass.
But as my time slipped by like sands which slip through glass.
I squeezed your hand but you pulled and broke our grasp.

I know I failed at many things I often tried.
And most of those who pledged their love for me have lied.
I need a break from all this pain which dwells inside.
But when you're running from yourself where can you hide?

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Unrepentant

My sins are catching up with me, yet still I'm unrepentant.
A demon came to take my soul but back to Hell I sent it.

Life has made a joke of me, now time will bulldoze through me.
God must love to fuc#, cuz when he gave me life he screwed me.

But really though, that's just a joke, no deity creates me.
Cherokee pumps through my veins, now time discriminates me.

Native and white, it mixed up right, think twice before you bait me.
Add flesh and bone to guns I own, that's who I'd wish to date me.

Most times I feel invisible, I've never been acknowledged.
This body that I occupy it needs to be demolished.

Then maybe I could try again to create someone better.
Mentally right, whom folks would like, stand smiling in a sweater.

With confidence and quicker wits, a smile unforced nor strained.
Then perhaps I'd find happiness and kill these inner pains.

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Thoughts of You For Company

I sit here all alone with just the thoughts of you for company
The memories of your words still seem to flood me
Many years have past I guess yet dreams of you still stun me
So now do you think that you could find some time to love me?

Memories of she always seem to be, creeping up to find me
So now I pray at last to help me put our past behind me
It's way too rough and tough to gather up enough, strength to keep me lucid
Yet still I feel you always will just think I'm stupid

So now my days of fun consist of guitars and guns
I pass the time just playing with them
So if you wanna help rescue me from my hell and stop me swimmin in the venom
My sixers are right beside me, come and get 'em.

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Vengeance Quenched

Look on me and laugh aloud, the one who blends into a crowd.
Be warned that I am capable, cold dead eyes unbreakable.

Shy young boy still lives inside, afraid to raise his hand and try.                                My breakout role I'll play a god, my shotgun kicked, their laughter stopped.
My vengeance quenched it hit the spot, my shadow seen my body drop.

The best of me left on the wall, no pride to lose before my fall.
Forgotten, shamed and left alone, his sadness shrinks his anger grows.
The rage boils up then finally blows, restrained no more he lets it go.

Trace blood drenched footsteps through the snows, come follow me down broken roads.
But watch your step don't get too close, for he's long gone that's just his ghost.

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Potential Vice

I stole Father Time's clock and took out the grains, cooked 'em up, tied off, then shot it into me vein.

And now I'm bleeding.


I took Mother Nature's goods and ingested 'em whole, started trippin, lead to flippin, walkin lost in snow.

So now I'm screaming.


I got Farmer John's spuds put 'em in still, fermented fast, tastes like gas, now I'm guiding a wheel.

My car is weaving.


I grabbed Smith n Wesson steel, it tested nice and right, applied some pressure to the trigger, now it's gettin real tight.

Goodbye I'm leaving.