ELI

Until then i realized, The choices i made, The decisions i chose, Options i neglected, Justified, All the wrong reasons. My instincts deceived me, The reasoning side, Of the conscience i had. Destroyed my own consciousness. Relying on beliefs, Yet my heart never proved - right, All the wrong things. Lust, my enemy became my shadow, The same destroyed me, Striking forward was erasing me, Little did my mentality know; Covered in a cloud of mysticism, Seeing love, rooted in lust, Finding passion cultivated in the dark, Proving desire lit in envy, Against the realities i went, Yet still i justified, All the wrong things we could've made right. You wanted me for the person I’m not. I want you because; you're hot. (To be frank) You want what you see on the outside, And, all i could care about was being on the inside. And Society's not okay with that. You want me for all the reasons I hat...

“11:11 / Living in a Broken World” Running from guilt, Tripping over what’s concealed. Frank conversations with the Lord, Asking “is this real? Is this how life is? Do I really have to live it? Why you choose me? Am I really one of the gifted?” Chosen few, He CHOSE a few. I look at myself:  “Are you sure if it’s you?” Stubbornness, Ignorance, I think that sums me up. Cause I hear God, And learn about him but im straddling fences up. Monday through Saturday, eight to eight, I was sanctified, but after nine it’s ‘after dark’, and Im another guy. They see me on twitter, And that’s not im portrayed, so they tell me to calm down, And be the same. My sister know me, And she know how I was raised, How my momma was home at nights and we missed her for days. How we never had our fathers, they’re still stuck in their ways. And how they’ll probably be the same until they’re old and gray. Broken mirror. This reflec...

Reflections, portrayed in a broken mirror, Shows she’s broken, in pieces. She’s screaming for help, But no one can hear her. She’s bleeding from shards, cutting her deep, He sees it, he likes it. He isn’t willing to admit it, He’s sickening; he hurts her – body & spirit. All with a clear conscience, He inflicts wounds; her heart and skin, Are bruised. With each blow she thinks: “These years we've wasted?”  Stayed too long, could’ve been gotten away. She wanted to wait it out, hoped the pain would not last any longer, She thought he needed time. Time; only made him stronger.  The kids. She kept thinking her luck could change. And it did after the first year, Then he went back to the same.  He. The Phase. The phases:                 1. Sex her         ...

"And though she be but little she is fierce. A midsummer’s night dream." - Shakespeare Ambitious girl, strive drives me insane. I'm Tryna stay with you, not to play with you, but to lay with you. I'll pray with you, if that's what you prefer. If not; it’s cool, you don't have to believe in what I believe in. But believe in something. See the last one I dated, believed in nothing. We wake up, I go to work, she leave out, Come back with some stuff that won't matter when it all ends, Or worse i ask "baby, what you aspire to be" To which she reply "interrogating me?"... Excuse me if I'm coming off strong but I wanna see you strong in case you end up alone. Ambitious girl, what's going on? I'd rather you tell me I can't come over because you got work in the morn, than to be in my face drunk & carrying on. See these women don't fit into your business, That's why they kn...