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Fight for your country but we're all brother in soul
Why are we so ignorant of the situation
Why is there so much hatred between our nations
Why are we fighting for the wars
There has only been massive destruction in the course
They say fight against but when will it stop
We are just playing a game that's killing at the top
How i wish for no more discrimination only charisma
The hope for no more judging and no more racism
One united world is what we'd call it in those days
Not knowing the resemblance or the difference in those plays
Trying to make a change for a better place
I'm going to evolve into a change that rearrange
I'ma be a leader not a follower in my story
i"m not afraid to race in my glory
Watch me grow in these multitudes
With a desire to overcome in positive attitudes
Not just another one in the crowd
Wanting me, myself and i to be proud
Not if people know how I'm feeling
Or if my notes are any much revealing
I want to be listened to and memorized along history
My melodies will be more than the different like Elvis Presley
More than the unique but not lie the usual
Not afraid of being who I am I'm not unusual
Day by day trying to figure out what God plans for me
everyday Im looking for my destiny
Knowing none of this to you might make any sense
But lets worry about the now not the past tense
now there's a time for every season
Knowing everything happens for a single reason
Knowing how it feels to be alone in a world of many
But i have Jesus and I'm sure that's plenty
Cause and effect being human is a result of virtues and defects
There's a time to live and a time to die
There's a time to live and a time to cry
Wanting to do something here and about
Exhaling a shout
Wanting to cry out that for sure
Making a single wish on a million shooting stars
Believing I'm locked up but not behind bars
Locked inside a maximum security called inner self
Going through something I've never delft
Why is this happening to me
Reasons are complicated to see
Or to believe in such disasters
Sometimes i wish i could just die faster
A topic which seems long way off is really not that far
My soul locked inside a body jar
Sometimes having those dreams that make you doubt and intervene
It changes your perspectives with a rotation of electives
A mentality in a state of maturity
Not close to being a fallen angel with any much purity
planned it out all along
to find my place among those doing nothing wrong
they wouldn't know it
but i have people believing we're bigger than we are
planned it all along
to come your way
and leave you holding the bag
probably will do it again
me myself and I standing alone
now you get the blame
of a simple logical equation
to find the perpetrator of such a twisted plot
whose come into your life
and dressed you up in everything but love
premeditated perfect plan
simple as 1 2 3
walk away looking innocent
so why are my dirty hands the only ones clean
to blackmail you with the fear of being caught doing the wrong thing
simple solution to such soo called chaos
logic dear watson
we knew this day would come
the day we'd have to sing a familiar dance and song
so why among all of you singing along
do you not know the dance routine
of those coming your way to do you wrong
the world doesnt like to admit to its mistakes
but familiar patterns of unhealthy routines
life is pretty simple when you follow your heart
we all know that dance
we all know that song
so why are the misinformed of the act of how to spot
the ones you wouldnt let in
I'm smaller than you realise
and with emotional baggage to hang on you
why do you look so guilty
when i know the truth
simple logical equation
so lets start back at act 1 scene 1
the curtain closes when we have to change the routine
because a few people truly dont belong
executing a plan to blackmail you
and walk away leaving you to pay the consequences
i may not be intelligence
but honestly
its a simple logical equation
anyone can solve
to find out whose the one
follow your heart
the day hate makes more sense your defeated
breaking down what happened in my living room
how i was held hostage
and in the end the cop blamed and beat me
put that into perspective
and see that there must be a simple solution
the world just isn't organised enough to pull this off
someone would have said something
someone would have taken a stand
but if not
its pretty obvious
from this distance
so here i go folding with the winning hand
lightning doesnt strike the same place twice
but ohnestly hiding behind your intelligence
and freedom of speach to blackball me
i did it to myself
i just dont know why so many of you wouldnt do the right thing
In the blink of an eye the time passes so fast it flies by
Define time
Lives a ***** then you die
Eye of the storm watches over my lifestyles fate
In dire straight bathing as the holy water washes over my tired face
I sate thirst
I taste black words emerge that I wanna say
and they say I'm shot away
First and second take pressing play checking the record again
Third I gotta change
Forth, fifth, sixth day Armageddon
Getting too close to the edges better slow down ya fast progression of mad acts of mankind's expansion of minds
Enhanced heights
Drawing a line's unintelligible in the advancement of time
At the end of our time do we start again?
Running the marathon man labyrinth
Passionate
Partaking in challenges
Participant champion triumphs
No standing on iron shoulders of arrogant giants
I'm the desert rat blazing a trail in my chariot of fire
Call me Pisces Iscariot sia-mese dream
Twin town hide and seek
Me, myself and I feature split minds spitefully
My real self hides inside myself and screams blue murder
From the tomb where my wounds tumor
Terminal doom soon turns gloomier
Duma key frenzied telepath terror streak
reeks havoc and brings sheer panic to every street
Splashing ink on a blank canvas
Painting the future with an exact accurate dooms day
In fact grab a seat at the master piece gallery of art of new fate
As a new day dawns ya fates drawn
Ya destiny's death till then you'll work just to pay for it
I'm sleep walking with one foot in my grave scourging in flames and the pains more moreish than this draw that I crave
Mad thoughts on my brain scattered funny
I'm that ex druggy heard talking to my sex life in a language I actually haven't studied
Which way is up cus this ascension gets me spinning out twisting figure eights into eyes of the thickest clouds
Brainstorm demon outcast from our modern lands
Phantom of the opera mask
Shock horror comic graph-ic novel
Zombie slash monster mash
Rapid action packed chapters
This mad dog's rabid
Scattering the ashes and rise a hundred phoenix
Evoke the cross ghosts demons and summon the spirits of lost souls
I'm like a poltergeist with a cross bow with poisonous bolts
I'll possess any joyous host
Annoy me I'll destroy every toy ya own
I enjoy walking through this void alone
No one knows about me here,
Alone with me, myself and I –
I have no urge to cry
No one knows what I feel…
I feel hope and no fear
Making a little effort to belong…
No, I’m not that shy…
Silence slithers into my skin…
But I am calm and reserved
I didn’t deserve all of these unfortunate dilemmas
Staring onto space…
Accepting this disgrace
Embrace the beauty of grace
I’m left with a trace of your angelic face
Empathy be to me, for I am fatigued and cold
All of the sudden, feeling extremely cold
Echoes of the past reminiscences reach my ears
Please be kind to a forlorn individual
I’m as dry as a raisin and I’m reduced to these useless tears for years
Don’t pick a fight with me – I’m not willing to win the dual…
Silence slithers into my skin…
But I am calm and reserved
I didn’t deserve all of these unfortunate dilemmas
Staring onto space…
Accepting this disgrace
Embrace the beauty of grace
I’m left with a trace of your angelic face
Empathy be to me, for I am fatigued and cold
All of the sudden, feeling extremely cold
You hurt me in the process
Numb the distress
Ruined by pangs of darkness
Your diamond necklace shines in the sun
But, my work will not be done
The journey of our lives has just begun
Silence slithers into my skin…
But I am calm and reserved
I didn’t deserve all of these unfortunate dilemmas
Staring onto space…
Accepting this disgrace
Embrace the beauty of grace
I’m left with a trace of your angelic face
Empathy be to me, for I am fatigued and cold
All of the sudden, feeling extremely cold
Staring into space, imagining racing horses,
Trampling down the sorrow of yesterday’s tomorrow
Falling behind without a smear of gladness
In the reflection of my eyes of oceans and spaces…
Leaving it without a trace...forgetting to tie my shoelaces
Silence slithers into my skin…
But I am calm and reserved
I didn’t deserve all of these unfortunate dilemmas
Staring onto space…
Accepting this disgrace
Embrace the beauty of grace
I’m left with a trace of your angelic face
Empathy be to me, for I am fatigued and cold
All of the sudden, feeling extremely cold
Silence has abandoned me
I’m like an orphan that weeps bitterly
Staring into space…space…space…
Prayin for God’s everlasting grace…
Trying to keep pace on this treacherous race
My Parents were too busy getting drunk to care for me as a child
Bullied at school, mocked for not being sane
Bipolar mixed with depression and anxiety I couldn't stop the pain
But I will find a way to end this story with a smile
All I've ever had is a fully loaded pen with a chamber of rhymes
Inspired by Nas, Rakim, Eminem, Ice Cube, Big Pun and the gods of Hip-Hop
At the age of 10 I was watching Boyz n the hood and dangerous minds
I was just a kid lost
Who at times showcased his dumb ways
But most the time I was trying to expand my knowledge from a young age
Inspired by Mike Tyson, Rappers, Malcolm X and Martin Luther
My past was tormenting me, but I was trying to start the future
I never had a thing
Demons tried to grab my wings
Cut them off so I couldn't fly
Killed off all my emotions so I wouldn't die
I became numb to it all
But I found the strength to stand up to it and not run from it all
Forgive me but i'm not impressed by your closet of nice shoes
I'm impressed by the guy who lost a leg but continues to try and move
I don't respect your diamond jewelry, I respect the guy with a broken neck trying to keep his head up
I respect the homeless person trying to find work even though they don't know how a bed looks
I admire the person Going to church trying to get clean wings
I despise the guy who Makes a little donation, but hides the fact the rest of his money went in a strippers G-string
Sorry but it just doesn't seem right
Yes I go to strip clubs, but I don't then go to church preaching about a clean life
I found beauty in my nightmares and turned it into my dream life
Me, Myself and I, the ultimate team's arrived
I thought I needed more, turns out I was wrong with that mindset
Thankful I started to realize my own worth while I have time left
Over 3 thousand poems, but it feels like I Haven't rhymed yet
My pen got me out of mazes I thought I'd always be lost in
"He made mistakes, but he tried to correct them, no matter how much it cost him"
That line is how I'd like to be remembered when my time comes
I exercise my thoughts on paper as my mind runs
Been ridiculed, bullied, and mocked but I found a way to survive
Better times are ahead, if you continue your journey and stop saying this can't be life
Avoid me – I’m SICK
Time will tell if you and I are meant to be – God, can you pick?
I’m willing to wait on Him
With selflessness, patience and self-control
I have low self-esteem…if I dream I’m outta this horrid hole,
Then my dream would come true…
Waiting on her…I’m so blue…
Sick with dem luv flu
Sick with dem luv flu
I’m alone and on my own
But, I won’t cry…I won’t be sad…
Don’t ask why…I’m pretty mad…
I’m crazy cuz I want to be
I’m weird cuz I need to be
Just to be with you
Just to be with you
Self-doubt leaves me somehow…
Somewhat, feeling better
Anyhow, how have you been?
I’ve been clinging on to your sweater
I will love you, even when I am sick
I will love you, even when I am not perfect…
I am bipolar, yet brave
Savor the breath of sickness
Every hour, I sleep in distress
With you, I’m happy…
Without you, I’m not happy…
I’m sick with dem luv flu
I’m sick with dem luv flu
I’m sick with or without you…
I’m stronger than I realize
I’m not alone
I’m not a failure
God is from up above
Love affairs…
Playing truths or dares…
Put the footprints in my heart
Before you tear it apart
I’m caught out of breath…
Me, myself and I
Held me back from the thought of hurting
The pain of your rain…
Drained into me
Drained into me
Washed away the grief
And it gave me relief
I’m sick in the head…
You saw the beauty in me…
Silence shouldn’t be said
Letting go is the wish to be free
Peace be to all…
I will stand tall…
Leave the past in the past
Let’s live for the future…
Though it may be a blur…
The past doesn’t last…
Nothing in the Earth is free…
Men and women have hearts that bend and break…
Then, they fall back into place…
For the sake of time, I can’t tell you I love you for heaven’s sake
Give me your glory and grace…
Burn me like a fire…
Your desire does to me…
I love you and restore my faith…
Restore my peace…
Restore my joy…
Fall from the tree forever…
Because I’m worth so much more than HIM…
The Father is bliss and happiness
Bliss and happiness…
Bliss and happiness…
Quietly, I break in my muse
Singing old news with the blues
Dust off my shoes…
You gave me sickness and fantastic flus
Champion lions and dandy lions come together as one
Battles surely won
Battles surely won
I am all alone in this great big world
My destiny is being unfurled
I am responsible for my plight
And what I may do tonight
There is no one else to put my shame
Only me, myself, and I to blame
What did I do wrong you may ask
Only I can unburden my task
She is gone so you maybe you can see
Her lost dreams are my reality
She passed on an October day
Leaving my boy behind with me to stay
It is a daunting thing this boy of mine
Looks like his mother time after time
I love my boy he is much like me
I just want him to be happy
I have been told time and time again
That I need to reel my boy in
I don’t see that he is doing any harm
He has gone through hell, that’s his yarn
His mom’s dreams were so easy to see
She wanted the best for him and me.
I have a big guilt because she is gone
And left me the ability to carry on
I only wish that I would have done the same
A love like hers was hard to explain
I left her for another a long time ago
Before I knew about the cancer so you know
When the news came that she was ill
I really wanted to take a bunch of pills
Pills to ease my guilty pain
Of leaving the woman I loved out in the rain.
To my son, if you ever read these words of prose
Please take the time to ensure that everybody knows
That I loved your mother very much indeed
And you were the product of love not a misdeed
I sit here with a tear running down my face
Trying to find another to replace
The girl I loved more than anything at all
Except you my son, you are the apple
The apple of my eye the fruit of my loom
My entire existence is for you to bloom
Your mother and I are proud of you
And are happy you are succeeding in all you do.
Son I hope you will forgive me for things I’ve done
I have one life to live and mistakes can’t be undone
I hope I will be forgiven in the afterlife
And be reunited with your mother and my wife.
I hope your pain eases as you grow older
Never forget, but get bolder
You are almost a man in this big world
Please learn from my mistakes before you unfurl
Your mother and I will be waiting for you
With our arms wide open to rescue
Rescue you from this world of pain
To come live in heaven with us again
Duane LaChance Sr. - 2012
the spirit in my head, this my brain is constantly feed,
and in all likelihood, will persist until I am dead.
All possibilities seem to have gone to waste
and that is all these eyes seem to be faced
with as I ran the race and with many, raced
through life without much thought and in such haste
to meet up with family, all whom I once called friend
as I reach out, reach into the ether only to end
with all these vacant words, an empty soul to send
on its journey across time and space, hoping to mend.
by offering – little more than inundated memories
to appease, lift me from the grave, past the trees
where souls, spirits hover, know the hand that frees
grief, regrets from all they rage against in tempest seas.
Oh !, what a waste it is, for me to be enraged
by the fact that I am locked in age – caged
by times passing, with all my thoughts – staged
for - who knows ? - for those who wish to see
what I was, what I am, what has become of me,
projected into space, an understanding of what be
the essence, the answers to my spirit, my soul
for anyone who cared, could come to know.
I do wonder ?, how life could be for me, if not fraught
by black clouds, heavy shrouds, battles to be fought.
I wonder how life would be ?, if upon a beam - caught
up by the light, exposed to all – what I have sought.
That light – pure, honest, can only shine upon the tale of me
in words, beliefs, feelings, that in the end, all can see
that everything written, has always been about me.
For that is who I am ( me, myself and I ) for the world can see,
as can all those who have known or tried to touch me.
For there is little more for me to show, or for you to see,
then what’s before your eyes - laid on heavy by me.
There will come a day when all is shown.
There will come a day when all is known.
There will come a day when all is shared.
There will come a day when all is cared
for, all are cared for, all will be cared for
with an open heart, no longer a closed door
to greet, just unconditional love. for evermore.
What we have here !, ?, is.
Prophecy ?
The heights of insight ? The depths of insanity ?
The curtain has finally come down on this play.
B. J. “A” 2
February 18th 2006
My self-awareness is clear.
Blunt.
It's ugly and painful. To call it enlightening, is putting it lightly.
Honestly though, it's relieving, intriguing, and totally necessary.
Character building, and damn near life-saving.
They say "seeing is believing"... But what about these feelings?
The temporary, non-factual, and oh so ing deceiving.
I prefer to walk this life in honesty. Real, raw, and owning responsibility.
Without concern for the possibility of living "lonely".
My truth.
Your truth.
THE truth.
I struggle to grasp how it's so hard to direct all my best efforts...
ANot for you, not for him, or for any of them. But for me. And at least for now, only me...
Like clockwork. One, two, three.
The bad decision making.
I always have been, I am now, and always will be, my own worst enemy.
Some will say that they "admire" my ability.
My ability to rep nothing more, and nothing less... Then just me.
Inside I'm laughing.
It's almost really ing funny!
With a head clouded thick and smokey and a heart I seem to keep on freezing.
Painful realities,
I continue to keep on stuffing.
Like it's all okay. Right here, right now...
see in my eyes that my lips are saying it.
Again.
Sell off another piece of my soul & commence to feeling nothing.
Turns out with all this ducking and dodging of reality, I myself am being robbed of the real me.
The chick they so ignorantly pretend to be "admiring".
It's gotten to the point of what I deem as wasteful & petty, being sold short...
Ultimately starving your life, my life, and this bag Society, of true, legit beauty.
The crimes of passion that fuel within me.
The answers remain exposed. Ever so transparently.
As I once said, my self-awareness is more than a blessing.
Granting the ability to understand what blatantly lay before me.
Allowing my swollen eyes to see ever so clearly.
Observing, the chaos and defeat.
hear me say, although I'd prefer to scream....
No matter the faulty choices, or the seemingly impossible hopes and dreams...
I can be my own muse, my own Mentor, I will be just me. My own home team.
Completely denying the hopelessness that the greatest of evil strives to feed within me
Hello Friends... I suffer from Severe Bi-Polar Disorder and this submission was inspired by
actual events that occured during one of my especially critical manic episodes. Be sure and
read Part 1 first so as to get the true gist of the poem and leave your comments here on the
Part 2 submission. Thank you for allowing me to share my pain for pain shared is pain
diminished.
Me, Myself, and I... (continued)
“Your, (Or “Our”), symptoms seem to intermit
And the fact that “You’re,” (“We’re”), a hypocrite
Tis no wonder we’re having such problems with diagnosis”
Then “I” had an idea so grand
To dispense with this at my own hand
A self-inflicted coup de grace would be my prognosis
So while the “Me” and the “Myself” squabbled
With courage newly cobbled
“I” spotted the dresser drawer and made my run
With fingers fiercely fumbling
Whilst they continued grumbling
“I” produced from the depths of the drawer a shiny gun
And now my life, though ill-fated
Was soon to be vindicated
This would affect us all equally the same
Would be no myself or me
No you, him, us, or we
But an inclusive all would be to blame
It took me a moment to figure
Out the safety on the trigger
Then “I,” (or “Us”), prepared to do the dirty deed
Then the barrel found my temple
And as it settled into the dimple
A still small voice did my “selves” choose to heed
Hence a moment of clarity
Harkened me to posterity
And I thought what a legacy to leave behind
“Can’t we all find a way
To save this miserable day
And avoid a broken body for someone to find”
And then deep within my soul
I felt and heard a simple drum roll
And the differing sides of me just subsided
And with my mind now as one
I worked to get this all undone
The whole business of this stuff I derided
And tis now true of fact
That I survived this ordeal intact
And lived to raise my face unto the sky
And here now as it ends
I find I’ve made good friends
With the “Me”, the “Myself,” and the “I”
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