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Just writing to write, can’t say much or do much either…
Feeling so insignificant without any real purpose…
Just doing what we do, so normally it’s antagonizing
Strengths and weaknesses can’t get enough of’em
Every fatal flaw, even the tiny ones come on
Sometimes being soft spoken is a sin and ignorance is well… Can’t really phrase it as of now but I will, yeah I will…
Somewhere, somehow, though I know praying ain’t my style, it’s about time that meek personality jumps ship cause that brother is way to idle.

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Sometimes it’s like “i can’t believe it”…

Just like my title entails, sometimes…it’s like i cant believe it…

And today of all days i just can’t, though I know the truth and… 

and wish it was a bit different but I knew, I knew the time limit 

and what seemed so long might have been so short for you…

And as early as last night and throughout this day,

my phone, social media and everything/one else has been giving me 

“The News”

How did it happen?

I know the cause but nothing else…

Who was their?

I’m not sure, but I’m sure everyone their abruptly broke down in tears…

Who was the first to regain composure?

Even i don’t have those details… 

But one thing i do know for sure was the minute/moment that monitor flat lined… the room ran rampant with despair…

Even now I’m in disbelief but from the voice on the phone, the text that never seem to end, I’m sure its good bye from here on out…

Midnight stroll

Midnight stroll

Note:remember when you first heard/saw this verse? Yeah I do so here is my story… What about yours?

Yeah I remember, it was on one of those wednesdays or Thursday’s nights that it happened.

No preacher nor bible study group got me to remember.

Rather it was the voice of one hellava angel.

Singing it in hymns and sending shivers down my spine.

Alone yet still divine… The muse to my mind as I sat an watch in a run down building said to be “the community house.”

Yeah it was cool we got free food/snacks and their were boxes full of stuff we’ve not really checked.

But ya know that image and sound was etched into my mind.

First I heard the humming, then a voice as it echoed throughout the hall.

Finally in the dimly lit room she stood… As though unaffected by the world.

It was no whimsical angel but a devoted one in all sincerity.

Well what could one feel but struck in that moment of “aww.”

Well I guess that’s laters…

Note:remember when you first heard/saw this verse? Yeah I do so here is my story… What about yours?

Yeah I remember, it was on one of those wednesdays or Thursday’s nights that it happened.

No preacher nor bible study group got me to remember.

Rather it was the voice of one hellava angel.

Singing it in hymns and sending shivers down my spine.

Alone yet still divine… The muse to my mind as I sat an watch in a run down building said to be “the community house.”

Yeah it was cool we got free food/snacks and their were boxes full of stuff we’ve not really checked.

But ya know that image and sound was etched into my mind.

First I heard the humming, then a voice as it echoed throughout the hall.

Finally in the dimly lit room she stood… As though unaffected by the world.

It was no whimsical angel but a devoted one in all sincerity.

Well what could one feel but struck in that moment of “aww.”

Well I guess that’s laters…

Another

It seems their is always one reason or another. Be it time, place, distance or just something superficial. And another reason pops up to take a minute, then hour which leads to days or months on end. Well just to let you know “you got another thing coming.”

Wish it was my night ;)

Wish it was my night ;)

This Dream

The battle field I enter is nothing less than… but I dare not say

those pretty words are far to good to gloss over these fake imaginings

as its forever blissful yet all to cruel…

And as I watch I’m filled to brink and bone with disdain, yet to be ask:

“why? you can watch this happy dream forever.”

but does my reply mean a thing?

Even if I smile in this dream, it amounts to nothing.

Left reality and all my suffering for only this and it worst than any form of torture

combined with all my misfortune…

You even once said “if someone laughs, someone else cries…we can’t make every one happy.”

And yet I fall in between neither…

Picked up this kitty one night, but ran away in the morning lol

Picked up this kitty one night, but ran away in the morning lol

y yo hair so nappy?

Cuz thats that way it is lol.

truth be told…

truth be told…