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Expecting me to believe that at last

I'd found someone to make a life pact

Thank God you're now in my past

 

WORD OF ADVICE

Look up into the vast open sky,reach for the stars only if you may

Don't look down just aim forward,push on and make it you coward!

You're always looking down on yourself,only seeing the imperfections

Get this straight from me,that's what makes you one of a kind

 

So maybe you don't fit in the status quo,but just so you know

That's not meant for you,it's meant for the purpose of ranking

How many choose to defy it,refuse to be bound and enslaved by it?

Strive to achieve the unattainable,just because they will to do so?

 

Enough looking over your shoulder,neck cramps will just follow you

Start searching very diligently,to find food to the soul straight up!

Direct your eyes completely inward,see that which is in plain sight

Your true entire unique self,the one you nearly left and forgot existed

 

Revel in all your success,uncover your sole purpose in the world

Bring about positive and building change,leave out all destructive thoughts

Love without hiding,that which comes by without planning

Hold it fast and close,because when you know:you'll know

I'M ME,THANKS TO YOU

Loving you is like watching paint dry

See,you have no clue what you really want

Got me going up and down,up and down

And it's got me feeling really hazy

 

I wish you'd just choose between black and white

I'm sick of you being neither hot nor cold

Telling me all these lame excuses

You're starting to sound like a broken record

 

I loved you with an open heart

And you just filled it with dirt

I would be lying that it doesn't still hurt

But all in all,I'm me,thanks to you

 

Was out and about changing every part of me

Into something you said you'd rather have

Hoping that you'd love me for how I had become

I was too blinded by my many insecurities

 

I was told that love can at times be blind

I guessed you'd lead me in the right direction

Then I saw right through your theatrical act

Soon enough to call it quits and move on

 

I loved you with an open heart

And you just filled it with dirt

I would be lying that it doesn't still hurt

But all in all,I'm me,thanks to you

POETRY

 Poetry.
The only way to put words to my feelings
That I could never say to your face
Secrets of my hidden smile
Whispers of the stolen glances.

Poetry.
An escape to a world I control
Where I am ruler and subject
Oppressor and oppressed
Loved as well as hated.

Poetry.
Weaving words into a fabric
Painting a canvas in my imagination
Tell of the real me existing inside
One I choose to hide no longer.

HONESTY

What truly is honesty?

Saying the whole truth and nothing but

Whether it hurts or mends a soul, whatever

It's stating facts, right?

 

Where can I find honesty?

Is it in the soft caress of my lover

Or hidden in the depths of my mother?

I can find it, right?

 

What does honesty look like?

A bright and blinding light

Shinning in the darkness?

I can see it, right?

 

How do I know honesty?

Does it reveal itself to people

Or hides waiting eagerly to be found?

It does exist, right?

 

I don't know anything dealing with honesty!

But it would mean a whole lot to me

If you would bring it with you from time to time

And that right there, is honest honesty.

MY GIRLS (Alcoholism)

She was right in front of me,

The dimly lit and smoke filled room

Did little to hide her colourful vibrant body hugging dress

I entertained her antics at conversation

Although all I wanted was a taste

A taste that she hid at her very core

I shift in my seat as she continues her seductive game

My dear, Patty; none could ever compare.

 

Her neck, so long and inviting

Her mouth, the envy of many a Kylie Jenner

Her voluptuous body, a temptation I had to touch

Her voice is so still and soothing

 

She asks to dance; I oblige

Agile in movement, I watch her in fascination

Sweat provocatively slides down her silky smooth skin

The temptation is too great

I move in skillfully and our mouths meet

She fills me with her sweet nectar

And I, nothing but a deprived desperate soul

Lap up every single saving drop

Until nothing is left but the burn in my throat

 

Not yet fully satisfied but grateful to you

I look over at your identical sisters; Vicky, Jenny, Brandy

In awe I seek to devour them, inside and out

There is no picking or choosing

I want them all, I want them now

Even my ‘on again - off again’ girlfriend, Mary Jane, can join us.

 

Oblivious of the inner turmoil within

The emptiness; the hollow void that remains

Constantly trying to evade; mistakes I’ve made

In my sporadic escapades; trying to win life over with a serenade

I try to wean off them but I’m captured in a choke-hold

In love with the way she hurts me, could the devil be any more irresistible or delectable?

 

Twirling me around on her little finger

Pirouetting me back and forth in a deathly waltz

My thoughts are not my own, movements controlled; I’m a puppet on a string

 

Priorities are shed off; all that remained was us on the dance floor

Echoing silence each time

The midnight clock struck twelve

With misery as the forlorn glass slipper was left

As I followed them into the everlasting height

 

 

Worn out and beaten, my demons try to outrun and catch up

But I have fuel to get even further; Jamie holds my hand

She leads me back to my lovers who fight for me and entice me

They lay their hands on me and turn me into a believer

Yes, oh yes! I truly believe!

Imprint

Text: The Author J. M. Rivers
Images: Google
Editing: The Author J. M. Rivers
Translation: ONLY AVAILABLE IN ENGLISH
Publication Date: 04-25-2015

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
To everyone who believes without seeing.

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