Alone

I sit ALONE in silence,
My mind is telling me, "Scream!"
"Let it all out, be defiant",
But no, something is stopping me.

Close the door, pull down the shades,
This is the time when the closet's skeletons come out to play ..

I don't know what to say,
Not even a way to explain
Why I am this way.

It hurts so much to hold it all inside,
But it seems somewhat necessary because of my pride.

I open my mouth yet I hear no sound,
As I come to realize, there's noone around.
Nothing to be seen,
In this dark room of silent screams...

I try to get up from this bed,
Time to leave this lonely room,
Listening only to the voices in my head,
They tell me stay, they're right I assume.

Because what else is there to see out there?
A cruel world where noone actually cares?
I've been alone for quite some time,
Becoming used to this solitary confinement in my mind.

The voices speak a story I refuse to tell,
My inner thoughts begin to speak to myself,
With so many repressed memories,
How can you achieve success mentally?

Its a bitter feeling when you're trapped in your own thoughts.
This is a battle that I've continuously fought.
Silent screams I've longed to let out,
Finally form into words I never thought would spout.

But yet, I still find myself ALONE in this dark room,
The voices won't allow me to leave,
I've become settled into my own tomb,
I guess you can say, my final resting place to grieve.

The Hustler's Wife

The second he stared into her green eyes,
He knew that she was the love of his life.
Her stare was mesmerizing,
And her inner power was hypnotizing.
He instantly fell in love with her essence,
There was just something special about her presence.

He quickly became addicted to her, not wanting to let go,
Not realizing he lost himself in her, he began to let his love show.
He noticed how people treated him differently now,
They saw that she had turned his life upside down.
But he didn't care for what they thought of his love,
Although it was clear she saw this affair as lust.

She started to pull away, not showing up as much,
As the time went by, he started to question her trust.
Running around with other men, never coming back to him,
He wondered if this was permanent, or just a short term fling.

But he wasn't letting go of her that easy,
His attraction for her made him needy.
He was determined to make her his girl forever,
Noone was going to stop them from being together.

It takes time & devotion to be able to keep this girl,
Come to think of it, she is who runs the world.
He makes sure that she never leaves his life,
Because she is what we consider the Hustler's wife.

Growing Up

Everything was just so much easier when we were smaller,
No worries except for when would be the day we would get taller.

When we were young, we wanted to be grown ups,
Playing house and acting like we knew what was what.

Who would have thought that when we actually did, it would be this tough.
Going through frienemies and where certain times were rough.

Now, we worry about how our hair looks, what clothes we're going to wear,
Wondering how another person is going to think when they stare.
Our inner self tells us, we shouldn't have anything to worry about,
But society doesn't just let us live a life without doubt.

They put these standards which you must apparently live by,
Instead of being able to be whoever you want in life.

Its sad how some people can become so ugly just by being vain,
But deep down inside I know these sense some pain,
Wishing that they can go back to the good old days,
Where Barbies and playing house kept them entertained.

The little boys had crushes on the girls,
Now it's about who can crush the girl first.
We now have this corrupted world,
Where our priorities have taken a turn for the worst.

Thinking back, it was so much easier at a young age,
But now its time to step up to the grown up stage.

Let's just hope that one day we can all find that inner child,
that's screaming, waiting to come out and run wild...

A Lucid Dream

You whispered in my ear,
And you thought I was sleeping.
But I heard you loud and clear,
You didn't see me peeking.

You told me you loved me,
And I don't know if it was a dream.
Come to think of it, could this be?
Did you really say something that you mean?

I was hoping to believe that this was true,
Could it be I am already falling in love with you?

No, this is too soon, too quick for my heart,
Now what am I to do, I don't want this to break apart.

So as I lay in the bed wondering if what I heard was correct,
I take a moment with my thoughts to reflect.

Even if it was a dream, this is what I desire,
I start to fall back asleep, hoping one day your heart I will acquire.