I Write...

Scriptures Fall

Falling like scripture provoked

Words never spoken about

Because hatred is a victim

Of surprises, and love is all but,

Never happy endings

I guess some things are spoken through

Truth of the dying

Pain for the friendship hurts

More than a knife being stabbed,

Into a cheating husband

No, jokes of irregular talks of life

Just never happy endings in life

Flower Invisible

Invisible flowers spoke to me in my sleep

Something out of the ordinary

Seems like things I see on T.V. nowadays

And the media changes

My

Perspective on things that don't really matter

However, it seems to me that they are just showing off.

How would I know?

I took a wild guess

Darkness in Cable-Boxes.

In the room I sit watching darkness creep on me.

Lost without words of never finding my way,

I hold my head under a pillow to catch a fresh breath of sadness,

However, all I feel is something pulling me down.

Something heavy and nothing like light comes into me.

All darkness creeping slowly into me.

Media is the number one control of my mind.

The cable boxes in your room watching you and me.

Instead of you watching the cable, the cable is watching you.

I Prayed to the Upper Sky

I've seen the death creep upon me

Feelings anger and bind me

People scare me with so much ignorance

I guess it's all the puppy game of mind control

Things real scary down here below

Who will lift an upper hand

And

Help our struggling earth?

Is no one going to answer the call?

In this whole big universe?

A scary thought

Compared to all the prayers

I have sent out up above

Sure, their have been answers

Just not the ones I prayed for.