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And the only reason I stick around
Is because there's still a tiny piece of me still holding onto hope
Hope that you'll finally see (youre not blind)
Hope that you'll finally understand
(But youll never find)
Hope that you'll stop treating me the way that you have (just be kind)
But I can see that'll never happen (double lined)
[I got left behind]
Maybe tell me what it is that makes you treat me this way
When I ask, you'll never say
Behind my back you have lots to say
I don't understand how you think that's okay
It seems to me like you think this is fun
I hope you understand that this can't be undone
Please explain it to me, aren't I your son?
I wish youl would finally see
How things that have happened effected me,
and care, actually...
Instead I'm the monster, youre the victim
I'm the one feared... this is a symptom
I was raised in narcissism masked by biblicism
How can I trust your words, they're filled with venom
I am the way I am because of how I've been treated or rather, how I've not
I'm not selfish or greedy cause I watched (all of you)
It was ingrained in me but I fought (all the way through)
I have understanding and empathy even though it wasn't taught (got a different view)
Instead I learned, "must be nice", "that'll never happen", and "that figures"...
It took me some time but I finally remember,
Why I am the way i am,
Why I share when I have very little,
Why I help people even when I barely can,
Why I keep going even when I'm shattered,
And why pretending to be okay, I've mastered...
It's because when i was younger I made a vow
That I'd "never be like them", no matter how
So you can have all the material possessions and money
But none of that is what's important.
Money is a means to live
Not a reason to be loved...
I didnt fall out of line,
I was shoved...
Thanks for helping me with some history
To remind myself why I never fit in with this family
Why I'm the black sheep willingly...
Hopes gone, trully...
Soon as I feel the pain I notice my avoidance
I want something but I’m afraid I’m not sure what I’m doing
I can’t force you off my mind but I think your better off if I make myself the bad guy
Dissatisfied with my choices but I still keep going
You come across my mind again and I starting asking myself why..
When I had a touch of everything I had wanted
I just had to make myself the bad guy
I noticed I was going to hurt you if I stayed
Not intentionally but because I wasn’t grounded and still finding my way
I think about it all night and when I’m busy in the day
I hope someday I can make up for being the bad guy
That’s just something I say to ease my mind from the knowing thoughts that youl move on and find someone who will get what I desired
I wasn’t ready for you but i couldn’t hurt you
A battle I didn’t want to bring you into, I thought I had it handled
I didn’t think you’d love me but I started to believe it
Then I fell for you and I never felt so steady
How could I let that go, something il always regret , I just tell myself “it was for his better”
Crushing me cause I’d grow back cold and you were my sweater
I’d just pretend I didn’t feel it, I’d grown numb to cold weather
But that’s how I noticed you inspired me to see better
That was when i realized I could feel again
But you were right I wasn’t ready but I wanted to make amends
I didn’t fight , nor did I defend cause you were right
I didn’t want to hurt you so I pulled back as you pulled tight
I’m feeling the cold creep back in as the chills start to settle
I have a better version but she was lost in the cold weather
Growing even colder than chilling metal
Id lose you when you fell for me, and I wasn't vulnerable
In my story you’ll always be so honorable
Sometimes my mental can tell me a lie
Why did I have to make myself the bad guy
???????????????
Can the black live
without the white ...?
May the sun rise
no morning ...
The cock sound
without singing ...
The rose sprlackout
without button ...
Can color decorate
without tone...
Laughter be smile
without mourning ...
The pain live
without consolation ...
A star burns without
without heating ...
The beast his brother
fear...
The couple live together
without mating ...
The horse without
hungry horse ...
May death
die...
Can the poetry
poet itself ...
Without meed of
a poet ...
life alone
live...
be welcome
without
come ...
One can be joyful
alone...
Can youl livei without
me,
and me without
you...?
Standing at the dawn of war
Sometimes i feel thats all i was made for
I look within thyself and see the folds of black
Its sinking in now leaking out
2000 years since the slaughter
The precipice does draw near
The law of time took its route
Nothing left do i fear
This is personal
People carry me around their neck or inside there pouch
What i speak of is the robbing of my personality
They fill me into there agenda like prisoners of doubt
Who am i?
Before the end youl soon find out
Slaughter your ideal Christ by the breathe of my mouth
You have yet to here me shout
When the game is over
Im not the one that will strike out
Rest is hard to find when the venom does seep
One of the reasons i stay up and write poetry
Slowly breathing out the heat
Among me my bretheren feel defeat
Sometimes i wish they could see what i see
Yes i hold the scroll but the price does take a toll
To know you are invinsible does not make you bold
But through the pain its truth within you grows
Will you gave the courage to leave what you have?
And find your soul?
Something i questioned myself
on the search to fill my hearts hole
Some kind of empty space that widens as i grow old
Is it supposed to be there?
And will i ever know?
Regardless i will never sell my soul
But the blackness has grabbed hold
Purpose find me even if its at the end of the road
End the grief of one of the many tortured souls
I dont write for attention but so my reflection can show
Hard to see the real me in this prophecy
That this..
elder scroll.. knows
Form:
Love, what an adventure. © Theresa Rossouw
Have you ever thought of love as an adventure? No? Well it is! It is an expidition into the unknown, a lifelong backpacking, camping journey through valleys, over streams, through rivers and on top of mountains high. Every day is a new challenge, a quiz of general knowledge, how well you know your partner. A steamy soapie episode of high emotions! A garden of roses, carnations and fragrant jasmine! A sensuous mingle of desire, friendship and attraction.
The adventure begins the first day and ends when you pass on. Each morning you’ll fight the little demons of frustration at the socks on the floor or the toilet seat with the sword of your devotion. He will fight the sword of death with your cooking, and you’ll make up in pure bliss. As the years progress the valleys may deepen with problems and worries! But, youl climb the steep cliffs and stand on the peaks of mountains high with every success and every birth.
As you grow and mature, learning each - others ways and personalities, you’ll find the journey has many stops and rests. Little plateaus of understanding and peace. Then when you have a plethora of knowledge, likes and dislikes, and feelings for each other. You start kneading the dough of a successful relationship, one that has journeyed through the rising and kneading down and proving stages, and has lived through the adventures, growing into the best friendship and love story ever.
a couple of years have past since it began...
another poem to send an amen
this one...full of regret and confusion..
when it all began she was part of the story
but i blocked her from it. she left me in a wake of mourning
the day it happened i always wondered why it began with the whole.
romeo and juliet conclusion...and yin yang symbol.
took 2 whole years to figure out why. 2!
if it wasnt for that angel i would have never remembered her...
it was to painful.
my eyes fill with tears every time i think about it.
she didnt believe i existed......
a spear to the heart. but we had that conversation before i even released my ..destiny i guess.
but im on my way. Another try and Hope.
Tay....i dont know everything but my Hope is that youl see me as i Am...
the White to your Black just as you are my black to my White.
a burden il carry. and with its weight i might be buried.
but i wont give up on something i cant see....but what i feel
and i need you to know...just how real
i pray and wheep as i kneel
something beacons me
and so shall i sail.
ill give you knowledge
sit up now and listen
here we go release of mission
existing poems are all we got
theres no prescription there are lot
be a critc read and write
dont be afraid to call halt to butchers plight
rhym it well avoid obvious conclusions
or suffer readers mental contusions
be unique make words your own
but give em life, heart and soul
use words to paint inside your head
then sneeze out the picture you have read
do not write vulgar in red or bold
let it walk its own test road
add not unnecesary stops and quotations
dont butcher classic with fraudulent mutations
how does it read does it vibe and flow
if it ties the tounge the heart wont go
enhance your speak and be well read
what else to do in marital bed?
write strait from you but dont write strait
use words as clues to there real fate
make us hurt and make us cry
leave only hard cases dry of eye
but life cant all be doom and gloom
be creative let thoughts bloom
make us laugh till flatuation
and youl forever have our adulation
Don't tell me you care
When you don't
Don't tell me youl be there
When you won't
Don't let my heart fall
If you won't catch me
Don't say you will call
If you don't even see
Don't tell me I'm yours only
If you cannot love me
Don't you see
What your doing to me
You awaken my fire inside
But yet you hide
You don't want to tell me how you feel
So I question in my head is this real
Or am I dreaming of a love
That dosent exist
It's hard to resist
When it's all my heart longs for
I know I shouldn't want more
But I do
It's true
I fell in love with you
Somewhere between the chaos and the things you do
My heart stood no chance
I just want to be on a beach and us under the stars have s dance
So it's only us in the world st that moment
And I know that your mine
When the pale moon light shines
I don't know what to say
To get you to speak to me today
But this much is true
I love you
Come back to the refuge; Lets take a trip inside. No shadow can see you here, the perfect place to hide. Come back to the refuge, the largest space of all. Theres room for all your hopes and dreams, so you can bring them all. Come back to the refuge, there's power you can find; Silence is the kingdom, lost somewhere behind your mind. Come back to the refuge, the great ones wait for you; Through white light to fields of green, and skies the bluest blue; Come back to the refuge, i know its been a while; But time's a lie so please dont sigh, just come back with a smile! Come back to the refuge, do you still know the way? Let go of thinking without any effort, and sit like that all day. Come back to the refuge, put down those heavy bags! The present is a gift, it doesnt matter how its wrapped. Come back to the refuge, the journey is alone; But once your near, youl feel me here; because the refuge is my home... Signed - HIGHER SELF.
These memoriesI try to bury never Go away,
These burdens that I have to carry,
haunt me everyday, I gave that girl my soul,
and my heart she went and stole,
it seems thateven love, will always take it's toll ,
I remember that day, when she looked me in the eye ,
Turned right around and never said goodbye.
Itd like I learned right then,That nothin lasts forever,
like a moment lost in time, that youl always treasure
I fall apart at night, lost inmoonlight,
Waiting for the sun to come and reignite,
I've become an empty shell, it's not hard to tell
I could really use some help, or a wishing well.
I Got so many bad habits , I took to many tablets,
now I'm here with an empty medicine cabinet.
Il put my pain in these words ,
and hope it never returns
And try to go and heal from all of lifes burns.
I look at up the stars that circle round mars
while I try to remember , There's beaut