Who hit replay

Shut it off

No not today

Life can be rough

Enough is enough


The past is passed

so why must it last

This loop in my head

I constantly dread


Who hit replay

Shut it off

No not today

Life can be rough

Enough is enough


PTSD is not for me

PTSD must cease to be

Got to get it out of my head

These thoughts that I have come to dread

keep playing over inside my head


Who hit replay

Shut it off

No not today

Life can be rough

Enough is enough

Author's Notes/Comments: 

PTSD...we all have it in our own way...we need to stop letting it get the best of much time wasted on things that cannot be changed and need to be forgotten...permanently erased...learn whatever lessons from it and move on and keep living and learning...easier said than done but thoughts to ponder are not alone. Keep dreaming, keep hoping, keep living life to the fullest...take nothing for greatful...Focus on the positive.Peace.

Make Up Sex

The Lust

Tear my skin apart

Let me feel your desire

Open wounds of passion

Set my soul on fire


Passionate licks

trail down my neck

Kissing so hard

I'm under attack.


Don't hold back

I'm not finished with you yet.

Rip off my clothes,

Make me later regret.


Touch me possessively

Seduce my skin

Let me be yours

Just let me in.


Hold my wrists to the bed

Make me anticipate 

A battle has begun

Destruction: Let's create


Manipulate my body

Grind in generous submission

Control my desire

Send me back to remission.


Skin begging to be caressed

You make me beg for release

Whispering in my ear

Oh, please. Please. Please.


Moving across the bed

Seductive bodies dancing

A rhythm so sly and evil

It's nearly romancing.


Finish the job, dear.

My skin only craves you

Let me know you want me

Please, baby, say you do.


Creshendo then silence

Anticipation for the night

Will this be the last time

Or will we be alright?


What can you call this

Something so pure but taint

So thick with obscurity

Muddled down with old paint.


Hiding the flaws in the walls

Sex cannot fix our quandary

So shall we try again?

Wash away the inquiry.


We have nothing left

Love replaced by lust

Our love has failed us

Dead to become dust.

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I Walk An Endless Road

I walk endless an road

locked into a heavy load

Of these questions and fears

Gripping from it's unreasonable tears


As a car roars by

I look dead into it's light

Wondering where it leads

But just like that it's gone

just like another day

As I wake up to the sun's harsh light


I try not to look back

As I attempt to fill this crack

Of this hurt and wonder

Unstoppable, a storm of rain and thunder


As a car roars by

I look dead into it's light

Wondering where it leads

But just like that it's gone

just like another night

As I stay up to the moon's hypnotic might

What It Is

I feel like every single thing is like a mind game,  played and laid out for me

I can't feel a single thing, like I'm not blind, but I still can't see


What is it really? Perhaps it's not that important?

Tell me what it is, or is it just my own comportment?


I have walked in the very things I've looked down upon

What I once thought was selfish, now I too am wrong


and now there is blood all over my hand

But I have no idea why, I just don't understand


This is a complication called the human mind

Irony, double standards, hypocrisy, A place to be so blind


To wallow and loop in this thick puddle of shame

For the mistakes commited, I fairly wore the blame


Knowing is the beginning is something I suppose

It's better to learn, rather than to find it to oppose.


So I guess I'll take my feelings and throw them to the floor

I'll leave you where you originally were, trapped inside a closed door


And you can echo your goodbyes

as you embrace yourself to the ink of sheer ignorance and sighs..

The Poison In You

What if I wasn't like you?

And I was just me, and Myself was true?


And if you did bad would it mean I would too? 

Would it mean if I did it, I'm exactly like you?


Would I be subject to your evil?

Would I be subject to your internal upheaval?


What if I am good in spirit,

And you might just rather not hear it


And if I did bad, does it mean I'm just like you?

Looking for an excuse for the culprit that causes blue?


Decisions left to baseless comparison

Myself gone from me, and origin

She tells me so, I'm just like him and her

Do you see my other qualities as just a blur?


Bring my poison, she admits me to it

Determines me as someone else and then she sits


Then, who am I?

A continuation of your deranged views, someone elses cry?


Why do infants die before they are born?

Why do spouses break vows that they have sworn?

Why do small kids stay hungry with nothing to eat?

Why are people to poor to stand on their feet?

Why are so many homeless on the cold hard street?

Why do children and wives, get abused and beat?

Why do young girls get pregnant but the dad's don't care?

Why do children get snatched up to God knows where?

Why do young men join gangs and start selling drugs?

Why do hospitals stop caring and just pull the plug?

Why do people say they love you when its all a lie?

Why do loved ones die before saying goodbye?

Why won't anyone point me in the right direction?

And why won't anybody... just anybody... answer my questions?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A bunch of serious questions

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No Problems

No Problems

When things just aren't going right
And you think your life's a mess
You just can't find the answers
So you try and take a guess
Just stop and look around
And you are bound to see
Things aren't really all that bad
As they may seem to be.
When you compare your problems
To what is really real
You'll see that your big problems
Are really no big deal.
When there's no food to eat
No roof above your head
No cloths upon your back
No place to call your bed
No one to call a "Buddy"
No one that you call "Dear"
Nobody you can talk with
No one to lend a ear.
No place that you call home
No heat to keep you warm
No walls to keep you safe
No shelter from from the storm.
But worst than all your problems
That you are thing of
The greatest one of all
Is being without love.
No one to ever hold you
Or comfort you at night
Nobody to embrace you
To make you feel alright.
No one to say "I love you"
No sister or a brother
Not knowing who's your Father
Not knowing who's your Mother.
Now these are real big problems
Which make your problems small
And unless you have these problems
Then you really

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Always remember that no matter how bad you think things are for you there is always somebody worst off. Count your blessings.

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Anger destroys a person.

Anger doesn’t care

Anger hurts.

Anger is selfish.

Anger is pompous.

Anger kills love.

Anger is like a volcano’s wrath.

Anger is like a demon trying to get out of prison.

It’s never easy to conquer anger.

It’s never easy to make peace in the throng of anger.

Peace is the power to stay calm in times of anger.

Lucky is the man who have peace

In the midst of conflict, problems, chaos and troubles.

Lucky is the man who find peace

In this troubled world.

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addicted to escape

The pain, the anger, the suffering
The running, the hiding, the escape
Every day I try to find a new way
A way to dull the pain
Drugs alcohol that’s all I will do
I don’t cut myself
Neither should you
What I’m doing is wrong
But I need it to be right
Now I’ve been clean for 72 hours
And these are the hardest days of my life
Constantly thinking of what I can do
To just get away, just find a new escape
Now that I can think I hate myself even more
Are drugs the answer
And people told me before
You will get addicted, addicted to drugs
I said no and I still believe that to be true
I’m not addicted I would say
Then I thought about it one day
It’s not the drugs, not the alcohol and not the parties
I’m addicted to escape

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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