Family is Important

A hard work man working a 10 hour shift.

A decent woman in the kitchen cooking fish.

A little boy who draws from imagination.

A little family in a big nation

What do they all have in common ?

Families should be together

The Fall

I feel as my soul has left.

I wake up out of breath.

Following the light out of this dark tunnel.

Finally outside.

One wrong step. the path begins to crumble.

Falling from an incredible height.

Looking to left then to the right.

The hand grabs onto a tree branch.

Can't hold on, starts to feel a cramp.

Loosing my grip.

I try reaching out again but i miss.

Splash! Into the river I go.

Surely now I must be dead, but no.

Fighting and Surviving.

That's all that I know.

We are all part of the struggle needing help.

Continue to take part, don't give up on yourself.

Street Talk( Inspired By Robert De Niro)

You want to help me, I want to help you.
I don't want help someone who uses me as a tool.
My kindness is for the people I choose.
Don't like it, pack ur shit up and move.
I'm here for me, not for you.
When I was too trusting ,
I was the fool.
My mind couldn't exist without something being there.
Sure being alone without someone to care.
Totally fair.
The thoughts are like puffs of smoke.
Harmless at first then I start to choke.
Dwelling on the past makes life unbearable.
Telling that information, have to be careful.
Who knows who's a rat.
Who knows who might stab you in the back.
Gotta be careful as walk down the street.
Not everyone you meet is friendly.

The Past, Why am I thinking About it.

Nothing to do
Sitting in my room.
Staring at the ceiling.
I dislike having this feeling.
I am Alone and Single.
Don't even I want to mingle ?
When I open the door, I see
Nothing. Nothing at all.
I take a look at the phone.
What the hell, Not even a call.
Loneliness is in my blood.
Coming at me like flood.

Trying to escape this.

Is there a chance of me making it?

Getting my hopes up.

Feeling like I fucked up.

Why can't I just be me for a day?

Why is it hard trying to find what to say?

 I'm hiding behind the wall.

Truth comes out, I break down and fall.

Don't want to accept it but I got no choice.

I'm tired of wearing out  my voice.

Tired of this negative thinking and this empty space.

Yea, I think I need to move away from this place.

Bad memories and problems out the ass.

Feelings don't matter, they shatter just like glass.

Why am I still thinking about this shit?

It's not even worth it.

I need to go outside.

Not sit in the room and die from the inside.

what is happening to me

The feelings inside me,are they even real ?
I'm lying down and don't even know what I feel.
Today has been strange.
Seriously things need to change.
Where do I start ?
Start by not falling apart.
Smile instead of looking so sad.
I am alive today, I should be glad.
My problem isn't physical
More like its mental.
Not sure of myself.
Feel like there is nothing left.
I can't visualize the good around me.
I have nightmares that just hound me.
I can't just sit around and wait.
Just have to believe and have faith.
Someday I will understand why i am this way.
Maybe then I could have a good day.

Love Experiences.

Love is on my mind.
So gentle and kind.
Its been a while since I felt that.
Since then my heart has had attacks.
Out of breath and feeling dizzy.
Hearing that you must think I'm crazy.
I have done bad things but I'm not a bad man.
So quick to assume but don't take time to understand.
Two years have gone by.
Since then I haven't really felt alive.
Holding my head as I cried.
Like a part has me has died.
Screaming out WHY!!
It has been hard  for me since then.
I told myself, never again.
I don't know, if I care like I did before.
This is Life, Who knows what in store.

Being Emotional isn't a Bad thing

Sitting inside my room writing down my thoughts.

Taking a sip from the drink I just bought.

Lately I notice that I've been usually Silent.

Hey at least I'm not resorting to violence.

As I thinking about what to write about.

Trying to understand my feelings as I let them out.

I am a Emotional being.

Writing sets my limited mind free.

I do run into dead-ends at times.

What brings me back is the truth, not lies.