Behind.......

It never fails. Another group sets out on their greatest accomplishment to date, and thanks to my late development as a college student, I'm still waiting on my turn. Depressing.

So lets be honest

Let's be honest
Yes. I'm weak
No need to lie about it
I'll fold in the right situation
& im human enough to know it

Let's be honest
The gift I had for poetry
To place my thoughts & dreams on the screen
Transferred through these fingertips
All seem lost....Like it never existed
Somethin like a dream

Let's be honest
my spine hurts
it hurts like shyt
the skin of my back turns red
Because my spine is pressed up against it
Hurts to the point where sometimes I play video games
& tears roll....cuz I hurt like shyt
But I refrain from over complaining...
Cuz theres nothing i'd prefer to do to it

Let's be honest
I hate bougie folk
Not dislike, have a distaste for
I hate bougie folk
your constant disdain
for the things I refuse to take for granted
Things others worked hard to ensure i received
honestly...just makes me believe
You need a boot up your ass.....

Let's be honest
If I had a choice
Between light or dark
I'd choose the latter.
& walk away from it showing all kinds of snark
People fear the dark
Wish it, Leave it, Shun it away...
I like its mystery, welcome it each day
At one point in my life
im became enshrouded in it
& to tell the truth....since im being honest
If you let me....I'll pull you in it......

Twisted

A small purge from my mind....

If you all don't mind....

Stay on that straight and narrow

Never bending

Never falter

Walking the path onto the cosine of zero

And I must play that part

Because you never know who's watching

And you never wanna seem weak

To those who hold you high

So I sit, grin & bare it all

One single tear I cry

..i wipe that bitch away

for the weaknesses that make me human

like the rest of you

isn't allowed

it is only perfection

or defection in your world

and even if i quit, you'll never let me go

I'll dress as the white knight

when inside nothing more than a black mage

The armor you place on me

Weighs about 100 times my age.

But what am I to do

When I carry the world for you

When I place it all on my shoulders

Because I know not what else to do

People think my life is easy

Im sure you all could be me

& I'd gladly tell you I wouldn't trade my life for another

Cuz I am strong enough to shoulder 

this heavy damn load that tries to make my legs give way

Leave me be & let me enjoy my last minutes

Because my time is ticking....can't you hear it bending

kinda sounds like the sands in an hour glass

...i guess im running out of time

every second of everyday

I can feel the twisting of this soul of mine 

Bent out of place....

....pretty much like my spine