morning after

Sobriety is enlightening.

You used to be my drug. The same drug which took me high, was the same drug that left me hung over.
Sick from the excitement passed. Headache from your withdrawn emotions. Throwing up what's left of the passions ,which went away with your touch withheld.
Laying on the bed wonder where my next fix of you is coming. The next fix to keep me from suffering from the guilt and shame of needing you so much the way I do.
You are forbidden and harmful to me, yet your love excites me

are there any survivors

I quarrel within myself
With my environment
To hold onto
The lil good
Left in me
The lil good left in me
Which still remains
After friends came and went
... After the break down of relationships
After the depletion
Of some distant goals and dreams
My future is gasping for lil breaths
Of air to stay alive
Standing on the last leg
Of hope
The lil good in me
Survived
The wandering hands of
A sick and twisted mind of an adult
When I was a child
The rape of my innocence
Removing safety from me
I survived being taken for granted
Being used
Heartache

I survived abandonment and neglect
By people who cover up their
Ill intentions
Camouflaging by
The words
I love you
The lil bit of good in me
Has fought the enemy well
I won several battles
Now its time for war

music

Music is the celebration of life to melody

Rumors

Follow me
to distorted reality
depending on where you're standing
when you're viewing

Follow me
where I think for you
it's "my" truth
your are released from thinking for yourself
I creep in for no rhyme or reason
it's stealth even
I extend my hand of help
being hazardous to your mental health

Follow me
I will lead you
you may or may not be mislead
I conjure up the dead...
things people have forgotten about you
all that's said
I am the whisper that says,"Say this!" in your head

Follow me
the possibilities
of endless stories
throwing off people and judgment
only few would rise above it