Tuesday, January 4, 2011

I'm Just Listening

When I'm down and out, she holds and consoles me
When I'm in under the influence she molds and controls me
My Shield when I'm Hype and in the Zone
My partner in crime when I'm chillin at home alone
My bad chick in shotgun when I cruise the city streets
She's one with my soul when we're in between the sheets
As I cry she swoops through with melodies from her sweet lips
And steals away my sadness with one silky sweet kiss
Feeds my memories when I'm in need of reminiscing
Feeds my ego when my swag got me glistening
Damn sure my life would end if she went missing
Forever together, you know her by "Music", but I'm just listening...

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Losing You

You say you don't feel it
I don't see how
Said the Distance just killed it
First Thought = Wow
Like What?
I can't believe this!
Can't even READ this!
That statement could defeat any defense
I had in my arsenal of replies to beat it
I'm heated
Why is it that I push away everyone that I needed?
An innate ability to kick myself while I'm down and needing
Help from one who I can spark with
Not just physically, too easily that spark splits
leaving relationships based on sex with bad conversation
Which soon start fights that were lead by arguments
And you walk away from it stank-faced like "Who Farted?"
But it was destined to end soon after the kiss that started it
which brings me back to the topic I started with
You're leaving me basically because I'm not there to cuddle with
Hold you close to my heart while you sleep, keep you warm as we're snugglin
When you wake up I kiss you on the forehead and let you get your stretches in
then I remind you with a whisper its you that I'm in love with
You miss it so you're willing to let it go?
Never knew...
I thought the least of my worries would be me losing you...

Lesson Learned...

Change comes with time
Time heals all wounds
Meeting of the minds
but Mine's in it's own pool
Swimming freely in a sea of blue
All alone creeping along feeling blue
No one to connect with
Share things in new prospectives
Deep longing for that one
With an aura like the Sun
To come along and sing me a new song
Been sellin dreams for too long
Every night my heart is cold
from all day giving away my soul
Showing nonchalant affection out of being bored
and never really meaning it made me in to a whore
of the mind
Texting in rhymes to pass the time
knowing that I'd touch her heart every time
but now those hearts are no more
They all flew away after the storm
So I sit in the rubble around me, clutching on to half a heart
giving It my all
Knowing sooner or later it'll be my downfall
And the heart I cling to is only a half
because another young man's a variable in her math
and we struggle each day for a bigger percentage
In the end, we still wont know who the real winner is
And after playing with so many hearts I finally learned a lesson
A Broken Heart just isn't something you want to be blessed with...