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RESCUE ME

RESCUE ME

Rescue me,
From all the lies,
And deceit,
All the pain,
That’s been defeating me,
From all the shame,
And all the beatings,
I can’t stand on my feet,
Rescue me..

This poem is just a cry for help. It can also be just a reach to say, feel me and what I am going through and maybe listen to what I have to say.

Thanks for tuning into this series, “Peeping Through The Window” where we are looking outside at ourselves from the inside. We are through the motions of disbelief, frantic, and confusion. It is at certain moments we see relief and acceptance and figure out what’s our next play. What will be the next move to do after seeing what has been going on.

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WISHES

WISHES

Where to go from here,
This path leads to many locations,
I need a light to help me,
A bright one,
Through this saturation,
I just have wishes to guide me,
And a little bit of luck,
I hope no one blows out my candle but me,
So I won’t end up stuck.

This poem is just a feeling of guidance and trying to find the right path. We sometimes have these hopes and wishes of good things happening and fear someone coming in and ruining it. You just trying to cut through the fat and the overcrowding of places and be you at the end of everything holding your candle shining bright.

Thanks for tuning into this series, “Peeping Through The Window” where we are looking outside at ourselves from the inside. We are through the motions of disbelief, frantic, and confusion. It is at certain moments we see relief and acceptance and figure out what’s our next play. What will be the next move to do after seeing what has been going on.

Catch up on the series: Episodes:
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Photo by Ben Koorengevel 

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DON’T HIT MY LINE

DON’T HIT MY LINE

Don’t hit my line,
With that what you doing,
Or that how are you?
Just a waste of my time,
Hearing these pings,
That has no meaning,

Don’t hit my line,
Don’t hit my line, Be,

People with nothing to do,
People with nothing to say,
Just doing the same dumb shit,
Everyday,
Like what the hell are we really saying,
Or what’s in your mind that is playing,
Just a big ol delusion,
Of people trying to save face,

Don’t hit my line,
Don’t hit my line, Be,

It’s saddening,
Oh wait,
Maddening,
The way they don’t see their ways,
Like ummm,
It’s like you hit me up,
With the fill in the blank phrase,
Damn this is just crazy,
Lazy ass fools,
Mules,
They don’t have a clue,
Clearly no value,
Just doing to same repetitive moves,

Don’t hit my line,
Don’t hit my line, Be,

Soon they will ask you for money,
Or some kind of freebie,
Sick,
Want to hold you, hostage,
With a whip,
Gripping your time,
Closely,
Never letting it slip,
Just a shadow in your life,
Following you in every which,
Way to go,
You let them in,
The people that will destroy your focused thinking,
Garbage,

Don’t hit my line,
Don’t hit my line, Be,
Because you don’t got shit to say,
Stay out my way,
Go do something productive with your time,
Better yet,
Forget you even know me.

This poem is written from a positive place even though it may seem harsh, but think of these calls or texts messages as spam/robot callers. If we entertain these messages less, we could be more productive. If conversations were more meaningful or honest, our values for ourselves and others would be higher. Whether it’s a new guy or girl hitting your line, or that friend who claims to be your best friend, that’s never doing anything, you are just giving away yourself to distractions, and time is a valuable product you could never get back. Then again we are sometimes fortunate to catch a second wind and be smarter than we were before.

Thanks for tuning into this series, “Peeping Through The Window” where we are looking outside at ourselves from the inside. We are through the motions of disbelief, frantic, and confusion. It is at certain moments we see relief and acceptance and figure out what’s our next play. What will be the next move to do after seeing what has been going on.

Catch up on the series: Episodes:
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PEEP

PEEP

It’s not hard to see,
That you can’t see me,
Even if I was in a tree hanging,
Wishing you could be me,
You still can’t see me,
Peep this,
Oh I forget,
It’s me you can’t see,
I am so cocky with it,
I make people feel away,
Like who is he?

Photo by Dmitry Ratushny / Photo by Florencia Viadana

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CRASHING

CRASHING

You see it happening,
But you can’t change the outcome,
When the waves come crashing,
It’s hard to not imagine,
That something bad is about to go down,
I mean you can change point of views,
You just can’t escape your body,
When the damage is done,
We offer words up,
Like sorry,
Sorry, you are going through that ordeal,
Sorry for the pain you went through,
I know that is was real,
Sorry for everything,
I can’t imagine how you feel,

Bad mother fudger,
Bad,
I feel bad,
The worse has become present,
It’s not even the past,
For the past still hurts,
So what to do when you see someone crashing?
Do you try to help?
Or even save?
Do you watch head on?
Or do you look away?

Photo by Rob Potter

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TILES

TILES

Loose blocks,
Build.
Aging thoughts,
Dead.
Memories relived,
Destined.

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CLOSE TO THE EDGE

CLOSE TO THE EDGE

As reality sets in,
There is not more you can fake,
You were standing tall,
Now you fitting to fall,
Or make a break,
Being on the edge,
You can jump or stay,
It’s up to you,
Whether to take the leap of faith,
Everyone is a spectator,
All seem to have their inputs,
But you are closer than anyone,
For the ledge is right there,
Down is all about a look,
Can you fly,
Nah,
How far could you glide,
Huh?
Down seems like the only motion,
All that is missing if just your foot,
One step closer,
Or one step back,
Once two feet are planted,
There is no turning back.

Thanks for tuning into this series, “Peeping Through The Window” where we are looking outside at ourselves from the inside. We are through the motions of disbelief, frantic, and confusion. It is at certain moments we see relief and acceptance and figure out what’s our next play. What will be the next move to do after seeing what has been going on.

Catch up on the series: Episodes:
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9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15| 16
17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24
25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31

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WEIRD SCIENCE

WEIRD SCIENCE

Injected inside me,
Was fear,
I was calm now paranoid,
Like I didn’t have a care,
Couldn’t see myself,
Like the way, I did before,
I am changing,
At a rapid pace,
I couldn’t catch myself,
I couldn’t see face,
Laced with this oddity,
All I want to do is sob,
But something deep inside,
Said you better get on your job,
Life is hard,
It’s also a bittersweet,
I can’t always walk you to the water,
Some days at the water we will have to meet.

This poem is about not understanding the weird feelings your mind is going through. You are constantly trying to figure out your thinking patterns and why certain things are done in unlikely specific ways.

Thanks for tuning into this series, “Peeping Through The Window” where we are looking outside at ourselves from the inside. We are through the motions of disbelief, frantic, and confusion. It is at certain moments we see relief and acceptance and figure out what’s our next play. What will be the next move to do after seeing what has been going on.

Catch up on the series: Episodes:
1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8
9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15| 16
17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24
25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31

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