Treading along in a
constant state of upheaval,
my body no longer can endure
what my heart feels
like tiny explosions
ripping apart my insides
slowly
............
blooding letting out
in fragmented rivers
that flow away
from my tormented heart
Laying against hard rock
and ravished earth
I gaze into the sky
hoping to get
a small glimpse of God
believing
............
in his almighty grace and glory
he would take his hand
plunge it deep into my chest
and rip out the pain
thats annihilating my sanity
and has massacred all reason
to even wanna live
Some say time heals all wounds
but that's an lie
time killed the best part of me
it murdered the part
that knew how to love
and buried the part
that knew what love was
............
So basically
............
fuck time
I want my emotions back
the feelings that I felt
on a sunny day
when the light beamed down
from the heavens
and shined upon my face
............
the feeling when I stayed up
all hours of the night
discussing about my first love
poetry
and what ideas I may have had
during the day prior
............
and especially the feeling
of when you loving me
flaws and all
supporting me in times
when the day wasn't a given
and my life hanged in the balance
when my dysfunctional heart
nearly killed me
took me out the game
and out your life forever
Dear Lord
.............
these feelings have become rancid
to my well-being
and fatal to my mind
so in all honesty
...........
take away all feeling
from me
let them die as I have
fade them from existence
so that nothings left
then maybe
some one could read this
and relate to
the feeling
A Word
From
Da Lord
Mason Da Ruler
Diesel From Tha D Inc.
Copyrighted 2008
I gaze into the sky
hoping to get
a small glimpse of God
believing
............
in his almighty grace and glory
he would take his hand
plunge it deep into my chest
and rip out the pain
thats annihilating my sanity
and has massacred all reason
to even wanna live <---YEAH BUT HE NEVER DOES TAKE IT FULLY AWAY...SMH....THIS WAS SAD...BUT RELATEABLE...
time that son-of-a-bitch how dare it kill....i feel the pain from this as you bleed your work onto this screen....not much is left once emotions and life has taken you apart......what is left of a man when he ceases to be that which makes him human....after all is it not the feeling we have that make us who we are.......so much is left to think about in this...does it remain to be seen what happens to him.....or should our thoughts make up our own ending in this....the back ground does set a nic... [+]more
time that son-of-a-bitch how dare it kill....i feel the pain from this as you bleed your work onto this screen....not much is left once emotions and life has taken you apart......what is left of a man when he ceases to be that which makes him human....after all is it not the feeling we have that make us who we are.......so much is left to think about in this...does it remain to be seen what happens to him.....or should our thoughts make up our own ending in this....the back ground does set a nice sorta in the fire gentle feel to it almost like a sunrise or sunset but with feeling and pain of the poem it makes it almost fire like....i enjoyed very much reading this :) thank you......gald to have you back by the way.....it was my honor to read this and my pleasure to comment on it for you [-]collapse
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