Pieces

Every word will
Every action will
and yet again

No words will make it better
No action will erase
Pieces of me will fall
Pieces that look like parts of my soul
With eyes closed seeking from nowhere

You will not see
The image to you will not seem
The feeling will not compare
The head will be hanging
Thoughts will be piercing
The burning sensation is still

Move, Move

There is no other
There is no place
Burning particles will smell
The core will erupt
While the heart is holding you

All this will not be seen
The thoughts will not be shared
The felt ones will not shake the heart

I'm burning
You burning

Braking slowly
Pieces falling
Body still intact

What goes on within
explodes in containment
The eyes will be the reaction.

no questions asked

It takes a lot
It requires even more
The strength in question
The power used
Words will not mend
Thoughts will not save you

When you feel every inch of it separate
Pulls from both directions
And at that time no blood drips

Hope to keep it intact
But the power is too much
That moment wouldn't seem real
Skin torn with burning heat
Hand inside ripping,
and ripping

The pain is like ink
When you get used to it
The force is like "Hate"
That bares no tomorrow

Where do you want to go?
Where do you need to be?
Where will it be different?
Where will it be painless?

Exposed torture
The tighter it gets
Veins losing grip
popping drops that do not flow
It will hurt
It will not make sense
It will leave you hollow
When you feel it happen
You lose YOU

The pain will not let you be
Like shredding paper
Your emotions and feelings
Will split too pieces...

How

 

where do we begin?

how will you do this?

how do we mend this glass?

where are the pieces?

ripped from within

stabbed on the side

the structure still stands

the image still seen

but inside it is tortured

where will you begin

how will you put this together again?

words will not work

every chain of thought will not reach the end

the sound of it brake was missed

the force was too strong

then how will you fix it?

the pieces are shattered

scattered all over

the border will only limit

but it will not keep it intact

the feeling when it happened tore

all this was a shocker

the glass tried to hold on

as much as the heart do

it will brake to pieces

and it will still keep it's form

the veins will be blocked

the blood will wonder

the pieces of shattered glass

will hurt you even more

where do you start?

how do you mend that broken glass?

where will you find the pieces?

how will you put them together?

this is too much

a window was meant to stay intact

like the heart that was meant to stay sane

every word will not help

this is a glass

it brakes

it brakes hard

and the pieces will be hard to collect...

 

one day is one day

one day is one day
our hustle is still our grind
what today holds should not press us down not to see tomorrow
life is a gamble
we just need to be smart about it
one day is one day

it will all matter
the fruits will be tasteful
the struggle will pass
the pain will be better
just keep your head up
because one day is one day

God has no step child
he knows we can
he knows what we have is just a phase
keep at it
hustle through
grind like tomorrow will not come
because one day is one day

on that day the smile will last forever
the feeling will overwhelm you
just keep at it and keep your head up
there is no manual through this
there are no steps to follow
we just work with what we have
our mental strength is more powerful
because today we hustle and grind for that day
one day is one day...

Pressa, Phusha, Phanda

Do it now, do it right
let your hustle be your grind
let your mind lead you far
brake down those closed doors
don't let those walls engulf you
don't let no words pull you
don't let no soul drag you
brake free from the chains
let your downfall be your motivation
let bad talks be your leads
because they will always talk
do you
pressa
phusha
phanda

If you don't, who will?
these streets are cruel
these humans are dangerous
this world will test you
some will be enigmas
and some will be blessings
but if your hustle is on point
nothing will stop you
God has no step-child
if your time is coming
it will come, regardless your situation...

As she wonders

As she wonders

Her eyes were red from sleepless nights.
Her mind was polluted by words of disgust.

She was not to blame,

just a victim of circumstance.

Every step she took reminded her of her hunger,

the pain of not seeing the future.
As she wonders the streets in search of shelter, her feet swollen in the outcome of the kilometers she covered.

I stand out of sight and wish...

I wish I could do something.
Her future was thrown out the window by the very same people who bought her in this world.
Her heart is filled with indifference,

only if she could find a place to lay her head.
As she wonders, wonders and wonders...

SMILE

SMILE

 

My inner most pleasure

The sentiment of a rigid space
From both corners
They shine
They represent a place
A place not known to man
SMILE

When it happens it does

When it strikes I relax
These pages are blank
Today didn’t represent
That utmost space
That fulfilling feeling
That glow from afar
SMILE

It is in question

Does it have answers?
Is it just a sphere?
Is it just a phase?
Piercing the sides
Slides and glides through
SMILE

It happens for a reason

It is not forced
When it is, it resembles fake
Why would we slice?
The icing on the cake
Without that one thing
SMILE

The wider

The better
The deeper
The weight
As white as it can reflect
It’s condescending to the thought
The motion in question
Will still not have answers
Go ahead, try it
Go ahead, put it to the test
See the tunnel unfolds
With the light it will brings
The pleasure it will sustain
SMILE

Like an animal excited

Like a vulture seeing prey
That inner most deepness
That sentimental feeling
Will only represent one thing
Yeah you guessed it right
SMILE

It will not cost you

It will only revive you
It will set you free
Like being unleashed
Unhooked
Refined of your own mentality
SMILE

Listening to the conception

The creative element
This will result in
This will prosper to be
From the core of your being
To your face
SMILE

Those muscles in motion

Slowly intertwine
With what the heart beats
The end result will be set
The utmost place
And pace it drifts
Will leave you shocked beyond
And well you will,
SMILE