Love Crime

It hurts to be a part of relationship that's doomed from the very start, all because you fell in love with a broken heart that when pieced back together resembled fine art,
If only there was contraception for petty deception,
Torment and Bliss...I've outlined they're connection, then I realized that they were linked together by affection,
Whether never shown or over applied,
I remember when my hands would glaze and glide over her body as I dried every tear she ever cried,
With that said - when she asked me if I loved her...I lied!!,
The NO that I replied was created by a pride I had yet to push aside,
I've been down this lonely road so many times, luckily for me there's not a penitentiary for love crimes,
I'd be sitting on loves death row reaping for the seeds I never got a chance to sow, maybe because people rarely got a chance to ever know the persona I had to learn to rarely show,
Even so...I wonder how much I owe for quid pro being my status quo,
In all reality a snakes skin sheds slow...oh!...to me be the woe!!

VENTING!!!

(Exhale) I'm working re tail and trying pre vail,
So..certain goals vanished others just went stale,
Overdue bills in the mail, begging to overwhelming and derail a mentality that is NOT frail - despite traveling down the life trail at the pace of a small snail,
But...like the tortoise gaining ground on the hare,...I progress,
(Harsh fact) first I must address the issues that I came across when I chose to assess, these thoughts my mind would tend express...while in a state of solitude,
(Perhaps) in order to feel renewed - I gotta learn to exclude how I see myself from the manor that I'm viewed,
(Basically) I don't mean to be lewd, but fuck the worlds opinions and all lies spewed,
Marinating in deception...we've all been stewed - with underpaying jobs and processed food,
(Zombies) ask me why I chose to have a barcode tattooed, I reply "Because your subdued!",
Here's a jewel for you - GET YOUR EYES UNGLUED,...from from the tv screen before you reek of a movie scene that we've all seen,
We all know the endings...no need to state them,...
I'll never fit the mold of a lead actor and maybe that was the underlining factor...to why I once became a subservient detractor,
Tell me who the fuck knows?!?!,
If you ever find them ask them why the wind blows,...and see if they can answer that!!

Epiphany

Drunk Emotion Sober Intent

Intoxicated with desires...YET...Sober in satisfaction - so certain days I look at life as a distraction,
Wanted dead or alive by every law of attraction,
A fugitive of love who started to lose traction,
On what little HUEman interaction that remained, and those only survived because they were maintained,...better yet chained to a heart that was once restrained and borderline drained,
Leaking....I stained - every shirt I ever wore, because I wear my heart on my sleeve...even after it tore,
I felt like an eagle who couldn't soar, or a lion who couldn't roar,
A pioneer with nothing new to explore,
Perhaps that can account for the civil war - between my heart and mind,...both for years have refused to align,
Luckily for me this war is benign,
It's outcome will help refine and define me,
Until then...you'll know where to find me!!

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Recycled Love

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