Flawed Perfection

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Let's Try

i havent posted up anything in awhile

here goes on the spot again

trust respect swagga

lol

i cant make up my mind

if i want to put up the time

to drive up those many miles

so i can see your beautiful smiles

which enlighten my every day

so i look up to God and pray

when will the next time i see

your slender arms around me

or hear your contagious laugh

because your my other half

the crazy and the calm

your hand belongs in my palm

because i know you think so too

that i belong with you

so lets take the time and try

even though im pretty shy

the distance wont even matter

the walls will eventually shatter

ill hitchhike if i have to

we are the perfect two

just me and you

we'll make it through

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Colored Air

People walk around

looking at me

why cant i just write

under this table

i know that

this didnt rhyme

its because my mind

is lost in time

crazy is crazy

but im clear as can be

my mind is flustered

as transparent as a tree

by why do they care

if what i do

cant i just live

my life as poo

everything doesnt

make any sense

its all part of my life

only suspense

War

Boom boom boom

the sky flares up

crack crack crack

bodies fall down

violence and blood

is all around

cries of pain

and cries of sorrow

some wont see

the light of tomorrow

prayers and chants

from here and there

some hold hands

and some dont care

why do we all

go through this fight

whether we're in iraq

or at home at night

Devil

The devil appeared

i saw him in a dream

i shivered in fear

snickering is all i could hear

guilt and pain was what i bore

my life shattered and joy tore

i couldnt take it anymore

his eyes with hate

penetrate and annihilate

all time and fate

i could not create

a happy thought

as i fought

i would die at this rate

if i was awake

or am i asleep

in this dreadful slumber

this devil is not a dream

its just my life is a nightmare

The Sweetest Guy Who Tried

The story of a guy

the sweetest guy

he would try and try

just to get by

but failure would come

here and from

he was trampled

on the ground

the pain of the pound

he kept going

until he was found

lost he was

lost indeed

no stars or light

nothing to see

except for that one

the one he longed for

kept walking and running

until his flesh tore

but what if he cant

make it at all

will it go to waste

will he finally fall

he too is confused

we are all amused

of how hard he tries

to get that goal

what a bunch of lies

he falls in a hole

cannot get out

hes hurt and tired

wants to give up

but hes admired

by the goal

why is he so sweet

is it because

he cant be beat?

Nightmare

Im standing there where?

as i stare

without a care

move? do i dare?

my lungs no air

but im not aware

living is a scare

to die i declare

no difference i compare

Bored

Sitting around bored as hell

nothing to do waiting for the bell

the drowsiness hits my face

i look up off into space

the time flies by fast

i ponder about the past

things ive done if i was good

opportunities take them if i could

see what happens if i change

become someone better or strange

i play with what i wear

people walk by without a car

i sit with thoughts that flutter

my mead is in a clutter

its like my life is stuck

is it because my personality sucks

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Strain and Stress

the strain and stress come up so slowly

its behind me in all corners and below me

i try and run away from these painful thoughts

but they catch up and consume me in every lot

its like taking 1 step forward and one step back

if only if i was stronger or if i had nothing i lack

im like a helpless cat stuck up in a tree

with nobody around not even one to help me

the stress keeps coming even on the happiest of days

so i tend to sit around and smoke it away

that doesnt work nor does it give any help

blackening my lungs and nothing is dealt

one day ill crack with this constant pressure

i wont able to stand it and this i'm sure

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Finish Line

im so close

standing right there

from the finish line

but its not fair

i hesitate

im glued on the ground

my feet dont move

in a cement mound

is this truly the end

of my misery

these many wasted years

was it meant to be

the doubts come to mind

all flashes and blurs

filling my head

of what ifs and cures

is it really the end

once i pass the line

how do i know

if i will be fine

i shake my head

my mind is spinning

its not the finish

its just the beginning

Rainy Days

the water falls down

hitting my face

like a leaking faucet

from outer space

it pours down

cleansing my soul

but it seems like

my heart is just a bowl

the emptiness inside

fills up very quickly

because its raining so hard

that it hurts me

the cold shower

covers myself

soaking my clothes

and ruining my health

why do i sit there

all in the rain

thinking about

my inside pain

i become soaked

in God's tears

He is crying for me

is what i fear

even the Almighty

up in the clouds

gives me pity

for crying out loud

but i still sit

with my head down

cigarette in hand

only a frown

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Mountain Top

its something i really want

buts its been really hard these days

feels like its kind of impossible

so im writing about it

but i know its totally worth it in the end

theres something that i want

its on top of there

on the very peak

of this mountain here

i climb and climb

but the winds are too harsh

they push me away

down into the marsh

sometimes i feel

that i should give in

too much pressure

that i might not win

i want to reach the top

to get the treasure

the beautiful prize

with unbelievable measure

i continue to struggle

my strength is weak

i want it so badly

its something i seek

such amazing shine

its so awesome

i want it for myself

but on top it is from

so the pain continues

i must endure

for the outcome is great

it is so pure

Dilemmas

maybe be true or not

just wanting to write something at

530 in the morning

i walk on this lonley path

theres nothing to see

a depressing small road

walking in misery

the path then meets

with two other roads

each going different ways

both has something that unfolds

i stand at the fork

with so many different thoughts

not really sure where to go

i dont know what my body wants

one of the paths that i see

has been brushed and cleaned

it seems very logical to take

unlike the other fiend

the second path is new

so it doesnt seem positive

if i take this one

failure might be the cause of it

i want to be adventurous

but i dont want to fail

i dont know which to take

not sure if i should bail

one will make me a follower

someone has already taken it

the other is untouched

but i might fall into a bottomless pit

i would love to take the danger

and follow my heart

but i need some help

which nobody will start

my body is in a stand still

i cannot move anywhere

my mind has hit a wall

because this is unfair

i wish i knew

what exactly to do

because one of these paths

will lead me to you

Friday, October 23, 2009

Cancer Sticks

tiny but strong

very powerful indeed

not illegal

like cocaine and weed

available everywhere

almost everyone does

some are discreet

of what they once was

light it up slowly

tastes like candy

enters the body

makes you feel so free

you must free yourself

cuz its an addiction

killing yourself slowly

if you do it too often

the fumes of death

grim does not lie

you crave for it

from the last time you fly

so quit now

when you have a chance

because you'll die

in fire, its hard to dance

Stalker

i saw you again

but you didnt see me

i know its seems like

a bit stalkerly

i creep in the shadows

and watch from afar

to view your beauty

like a modeling star

i dont speak

nor make an attempt

because im afraid

of being broken and bent

we make eye contact

but that's all we do

you're completely oblivious

that im madly in love with you

Monday, October 19, 2009

Judgement

i donno

just felt like it

how come nobody sees me

the way i am

like the scarlet letter

just like a black lamb

im like a torn book

with a broken cover

while the text may be good

about a lonely lover

people judge me

way too quickly

by seeing how i act

and speak freely

how come those people

wont come up and see

talk and find out

the personality in me

Friday, October 16, 2009

Sailboat

you gotta sail off to the sea of hell

and

bring your friends and family as well

but

make sure they hold onto the side rail

cuz

i've seen so many who didn't and fell

so done

we set sail and we raise the flag

lies and sin we all had

we can see if the muck comes off the rag

then

you'd be able to play life with no lag

how fun

on the other hand it might not

what happens is that your body will rot

dang

the muck will stay and get caught

it'll soak into your skin; how hot

time to shun

everyone will see your faults

anon

they will see you then halt

mock

shame and disappointment assault

disgrace

you will never be able to exalt

just run

so if you don't want that pain

jump

into the fire and die in vain

cuz

living with the torment and shame

will

drive you insane

it's begun

Writing Poems

a poem about writing poems

there's nothing to it

anything can fit

just keep writing

it's a verb not a thing

words together

make it much better

but creativity is key

it's easy! as you can see

Courage #1

something about courage

courage, it's what i need

to ask in person

but courage is what will lead

without it, all will worsen

just a little just a tad

to push me enough

i hope you don't get mad

just a small question

which needs an answer

i don't need a lesson

but just to be sure

the question, ill say

this friday are you free?

a candle lit dinner

please go out with me

Our World

something i think about our world we live in

i live in a world all filled with hate

there's many things we don't appreciate

like not noticing your perfect mate

or coming to a family reunion late

i wonder what happened to our youth

because it's not all nice and smooth

everybody here has a rotten tooth

for lying and twisting up the truth

everyday their sins grow bad

losing all the good things they had

changing themselves for the latest fad

because they think its cool and rad

the youth grows up with this cruel life

doing different drugs and cheating on their wife

robbing banks and murder with knives

are these things worth being alive?

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Destiny and Wrestling

i donno

Finding true love

plain as can be

the destined soulmate

the one in the dreams you see

things like fate

and predetermined destiny

is something as real

as televised prowrestling

to those who understand

and look into detail

it is all fake

the show that entails

but others believe

and follow thoroughly

because they have faith

in something that's not for me

i don't believe

in these fake lies

maybe it's because

i haven't tried