Cut Ties

Shakin

a lot of salt

my way

I guess

it’s

just the season

I’ve been fighting

for me and mines

that’s the

TRUE reason

going thru somethings

don’t see Love

the same

family members

caught up

in a web of propellers

looking at me

like I suppose to be jealous…,

please,

not saying it politely

I really don’t care

cause

nightly,

I’ve prayed

to be wiggled out

of their

noose knot

finally finding the

truth out

I know what their

Love about

money

handouts

with their

filthy hands

only a few

really

understands

it’s always

something wrong

or something up

just to get

their pennies

to a hundred bucks.

Jayna

Hey baby sis,

the one that

I miss

so far

never near

your fingerprints

on me

are smeared.

Ain’t perfect

no one on

Earth

is…

wish we

could go back

one last time as kids…I wouldn’t

change a thing,

life is what it is…messed-up at times.

From time

to time

you cross my mind

but

our paths now

won’t ever

aligned

again…shrugging the tension off my

shoulders…

bye

baby sis,

I wish we

could’ve grown

together older.

It Up to Me…

Stumble

upon

a rock,

tripped

over my own

shoe,

clumsy to

stand

balancing

when

I lost

You.

Embrace

for impact

with

both hands

to fall…

different thoughts,

different ways,

different days,

it’s still up

to me always.

Gravel

scuffed

my hands

rough

but

as tough as

I…

I get up

to be

myself

brushing off

the pain,

only I

can

hold myself

up

when

No others

around

me

remains.

In my Head…

My mind

speaks

to me…Fix me?

What’s wrong

with me? Shhh!

Let me quiet

those

thoughts

louder

than I

want to think

or

want to speak

wanting

that

attention

intentionally

pounding

to listen. Hush!

Let me

hear

my

sounds

Of ME

my

turn up

bass

of music

mystery

to

drown

them old wildly

echoing tunes of the truth…the past…

the whatever… to another song…Ahhhhhh!

Screaming

inside

anxious

whispers

of grains

sprawling

sound bits

awaiting me

to misery

from

peace from ME.

Will peace everybe?

Shhhhh! Quiet please.

Floating on Love

If Love

is a dream

don’t wake

me

from

floating

on air

pressing the

heart to

someone

who’s

there

or

maybe

everywhere

shining

tiny metallic

stars

in my

eyes

any time

it’s

him and I

twirling

in warmth

on

a soft

surface

our

heartbeats

sync

into

waves

crashing on

shore

to breakfast

sunnyside

up

deliciously

to

deliriously

soul screaming

roller-coaster

enjoyments

in

love you’s

to morning

pillow

smiles

sharing sunrises…

Biological Ties Cut Young

Precious

at first,

beauty in the

fetal

position

in the

womb

watching a

human element

development…, Blessed!

Awoke at birth,

umbilical cord tied

around my neck,

emergency surgery

in a hurry

all hands on deck,

this babygirl

wasn’t ready

for the World

of mess.

Let me confess

to

my Mother

sweating cuffed

to the bedside

buzzed

out

on drugs

closed

gates

No hugs

or

Love

my shoulders

still strug

to

Why

You

did the

things

You

Did.

Born

from

Trouble

I kept

my hands

clean

to only

scream

at your face

in nightmares.

You

wouldn’t

Dare

face

Me

Now,

Biological Breeder.

Mother

is not a proper

label

for you.

Where could yours

eyes hide

looking into mines?

Here’s My Hand…

What I say may

sound silly

now

but

you’ll find

it to be true…,

I never thought

that

when we met

I would fall

in love with You.

You

are my

new beginning,

you’re

the door to

life beyond…,

you’re all

that I

could ever want

or ever

need to

carry on.

You’re

the future

I have

dreamed of,

you’re a new and brighter

day…,

with

You

there is

no looking

back,

the past

can fade away.

Socials

Everyday

ain’t

a joke

hee-hee

laughed

out loud

tickles

some

folks

frontin

inside

mixing

riddles

singing

notes

of the

despicable

life in

resentments

and

commitments

to

spoken

chatter

fun

as old

once

young,

wrinkles

in

roll backs

backstroking

memories

to drown

without

resuscitating

their faking,

making up

the next

to go to

Hell

baking,

hee-hee

laughed

out loud

thoughts

never

mistaken…,

keep it

moving

to the

end

of persuasion.

If it’s True…

Love comes

through the

eyes that see,

the ears

that hear,

and the

beautiful words

that makes feelings

clear…

If there’s one face

I want to see,

so handsomely

true,

one smile that

makes a difference

to everything

I do…

If there’s one touch

I long to feel,

one voice

I long to hear

whenever

I am happy

or just needing

you near…

If there’s one joy,

One Love

from which

I never want to part…

Its You!

My very special love,

my world, my life, my heart.