You are it the definition and the effliction
you are it the efforts and the lack of sleep
Pain that rains out my eye and streams down my face
hurt that nevver seems to heal because you wont let it
unforgiving and unthoughtful the same just to say you have a piece in this game
your heart sits cool on this summers day and you brain quickly melting in the sun
you can not emerge your self from this pit no matter how deep
you cant begg your way our of this one no matter you plead
you cant solve this problem with money or a math equation
you can only get the lesson as it comes
you look for love outside your self because you cant find it wit in
you hide who you are with hats, clothes ciggarates and even alcohol and herbs 3
you say i am the problem and not you
but you never say we together are the problem
I stay awake late at night to find myself back up because you upset
I stay awake nereve listening to you but always providing for you
I stay awake yelling screaming kicking fight punching abusing you
I stay awake verbaly physicaly and emotionally fighting against you
As if you were muhammad and i was black jack waiting for the 13th round
I wanted to give up so many times but i said no you give up this time.
Now as i sit here with one eye wide and one sliced
I imagine a victory only to be called
a kid and person who has to get their way and control everything
Only to be called
a quiter a loser and a dirty hore and a liar
only to be called
a sore winner and a spoiled brat and some one who can't win honestly
My friend if i played honestly ther would be no game to play
there would be no lines to cross
and ther would be no war won or lost
there would be peace between the rooms of the house
and full understanding
but i do not see small growth or change so i am the barbarian that is taken as prisioner
I am the jewel that is stolen from its hiding place and put on a strange womans ring
I am the one always being given away tossed up and sold.
But i will be sold no more and be held no ones captive,
I ave the key to roam about the sea with one map and destination
I will be free
with you as my caption or eye as my own
Monday, July 8, 2013
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