I am currently working on more light hearted work after a wonderful year of change . God bless you all..
Home
is getting closer
As each day ticks by
Hotel living
has been a luxury
A slice of Heaven
For once, someone is here to help take up the slack that life feeds me so often
I just want normality
Sustenance
Laughter
From the joy of friendship
Inter-mingling
I want the boys to have the balls to approach me
I must look like a whore
or a prude
or taken
or something
I haven't lost my swag
I was hibernating for Winter, that's all
I know that I kinda let myself go
But, I was forced to live in total squalor
Ever since I went home for the holiday and returned four days later
Showering once a week at best
Hair growing into a willow tree
Mousy discoloration upon shattered ends
Held together by an entity that had to be maintained in a way that I had never known at all until then
Never again
Never again
I had to say that twice
I paid the price of staying there and I am not done
There are a few battles on the horizon that common sense tells me I have won already
I don't understand what does not allow me to keep my jobs anymore
It is always some lies being told by rhetorical mouths
Some bullshit
Jealousy and envy come at me just about every single day
So, I swat them like flies all the way through
I grew
last time I fell
and the time before
and so on..
The Pharaoh of the Dawn has risen again
To save the day
For me this time
I have already been the Super Hero
I have already been thrown below zero
Now, it is time to have a home
A time to live
and let live
A time to receive
A time to give
A time to reap
A time to sow
A time to teach
A time to know
A time to disregard, not just forget times passed
A time to love
and be loved back
A time to rest
A time to act
Making a pact
with me
to sign in my own blood..
4/18/2017
- Author: LIGHT WARRIOR ( Offline)
- Published: April 20th, 2017 01:27
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 31
Comments1
I think in life we all face trials, we are tested, and those who survive are those who learn to respect themselves, first, and then they become capable of loving another. Your writing paints a picture of conquering ones own inhibitions and finding a way through them, by way of a blood pact with ones self. I felt the despair and the victory. Well done. - Phil A.
Thank you very much...you hit the nail on the head..thanks for reading and commenting...:)
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