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Jacob Lammerman Poem
This feeling dragging myself to the lowest standards
the horrible feeling of being ruled by the man who has me face down on the mat
and when i give in,, the craving go into the deep dark abyss..
i only see one way out and the cold steel is in my hands,,,,
playing Russian roulette with my emotions..
not knowing when my next craving is going to hit me over the head.....
But then i realize that i have a purpose on this earth,, and i don't have to give in to
"the father of all lies" and that i do have a way out, and i do have people who love me
so what can i do??
Let the pen bleed out onto the papers who have no way of judging my defects of character
and take it one day at a time
Copyright © Jacob Lammerman | Year Posted 2011
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Jacob Lammerman Poem
when it comes night time, i sit with my rifle at my side and wonder how many
lives i have affected with one bullet at a time..
i wonder why we where ever put on the earth, but only to breathe another breath as
another one is taken away......
i dread for the morning air to come... to see the faces of those who will become the past
but all i can do is life for the misery it truly has given
all i can do is think of the quote
" if i live... i will kill you ... if i die you are forgiven
Copyright © Jacob Lammerman | Year Posted 2011
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Jacob Lammerman Poem
yesterday i had to say goodbye to a child with the purest soul
i felt when she stared into my eye's she could of picked the lock to my soul and heart
when you stare into the eyes of a newborn you will understand that
their body is pure and free of sin,, and sometimes it reminds you of yourself
and how pure our heart and soul is at the first moment of our lifes
and you forget how our lives will turn out
and we think of god's greatest creation......... life
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swaying with vibe , as i move like the
ocean, relaxing into a deeper trance ,, my mind falls off the beaten road
and i am not who i used to be.. thought's of death cloud my mind,,
like the night my uncle used the 44 barrel to end his fate...
darkness clouds around me,, and i see someone at the end of the hell gazed street
and i couldn't fathom who it was,, and when i started to run after who i thought it was
he kept stretching further from my grips ,, i could hear my heart pounding and i started
to cry
and then everything became slow motion..................
and then he turned around..... it was me......
i woke up
Copyright © Jacob Lammerman | Year Posted 2011
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