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Something in the way she moves

19 Apr

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Something in the way she moves that moves me.

Something in the way she sounds that keeps me.

Something in the way she smells that drunken’s me.

Something in the way she is that makes me.

She is a woman in all the ways a woman can be and in that being, I become a man.

She ignites my spirit and hers be ignited.

She inspires my toil and tote and in that the coming home is a gift.

I need her as much as I need air and I am satisfied with one breath.

She is my woman as I try to be her man.

Hardness misses me when I have her, my heart is feed, my soul is full and I want her again.

She brings me up, broken heart fixed, she leans on me and I am glad.

She is my woman and it’s something in the way she moves that moves me.

She counters my love as she races through my mind, she evolves my being as she engineers my world.

I love her and she is loved.

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I gotta move on

19 Apr

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The loop that loops in my head keeps me here. And here is nowhere, I have not grown.

I am caught in this world where nothing is real and all is too real. I gotta move on.

I my eyes betray me, my motion is work, I don’t wanna be here. Time is a word and the movement of a clock, a broken clock that serves to let me know that I gotta move on. But to where, here is nowhere.

Motivation has tricked me, lead me astray, I have not moved. I don’t wanna be here.

Progression is empty, I want for nothing but for the noise to stop, the noise of quiet mind has become to much. I can’t get out. My struggle can’t be in vein. I gotta move.

I feel hollow the riptide that is my mental carry’s me out and and drops me off, my hollow keeps me aloft, but just. Here is nowhere.

My wings have weakened, my legs are clay, I have abandon myself. My hollow keeps up and I am up, but I gotta move on, the life in me has to move, if the life in me is to live.

Time be my enemy and it plays with me, I never see it come and always feel go. I gotta move on.

This life was given to me by request, no promises made, only lessons for sure and in that those lessons we gotta move on.

As I move forward

19 Apr

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As I move forward down the hallway as black as pitch with no perspective my only bearing up or down, I move forward darkness behind and I am right.

As I move forward down this hallway as black as pitch with no perspective my only bearing up or down, the line has no finish and I search for one.

As I move forward down this hallway as black as pitch with no perspective my only bearing up or down, I look to be seen and nothing sees me, my perspective is none and have only to move forward.

As we move forward down this hallway as black as pitch with no perspective our only bearing up or down, we move forward, momentum our only fuel, we move as one, until one can only move, we see light but it is not ours. And we move forward.

As I move forward down this hallway as black as pitch with no perspective my only bearing up or down, is like the throat of doom, but my fate is not sealed, I continue to move forward, with no perspective, hope my only bearing as I move forward.