Blood In Veins (Letters To God)

I keep trying to connect to the real world

With each attempt, I know am safer where I stay

I know am lost

How far, I don't know just yet

I hope one day darkness will light a way

Cast and living under the shadow of fear

It's hard to tell if a future lies out there

So.... I hide in pretense

Clinging to God; leeches have nothing on me

Sucking thoughts of wilderness God must be seated

But its just a feel

Perseverance is the real stuff! Hard stuff!

Cloaking happy moments

Hardly seeing your High from my lows

Where is everyone? Where am I?

It's chilly down this valley

It hurts! Its endless! Its lonely! Its death! Is this death?

Feeling emptiness like a shell that never had a snail

I pray, I fast, I grow thin, I comfort

But after each mountain is another more steeper; more higher

Faith guarantees my hope: a break in the loop

I can't help but wonder, 'Am I doing something wrong?'

'If heir to the throne, should it not keep my place?'

Joy of my life

It's cold! Wrap your arms around me!

My walk is tired; my body has caressed it's limit

So I feel; yet it seems you don't quite agree

I cant deny; some good times come

But each leaves so fast like a prostitute with a husband

Others have it; others so easily

Why is it so hard to attain a piece of happiness?

Is that the price for salvation?

My patience is patient

I smile knowing you hold a gaze on me

But I hurt; I know you know it hurts

With each sin stumbled upon, I feel you further away

More lonely I become; more sinful desires come close to me

When will it ever end? Will it ever end?

Friends cliched; each same as the next leaving you the same

Or even worse off than the first

Keep me to my feet O'God

For I can not do this even with you

Only you can do it in me; then I in you

I take my seat now.... Have your way

>>D-Ray<<

Lend Me Your Eyes

They say tomorrow never comes…

Well, that makes me question the notion behind

Calling my dudes our tomorrow’s leaders

Who bubbled that up? Was it heathens?

Or philosophers? Do our leaders…

Want for us to be…not, present day Shakespeare’s

Am I too curious? Do I question where I need not?

Am I the only one that now sees?

It’s not a nitty-gritty phrase from the greedy

It’s a chat-up for their chatter

It’s a shush better yet shut up

Office being a roller-coaster ride this time is seemingly not ours

Agreement said we would take turns

Well, they taking hours

Or as it turns out, they taking turns that should be ours

They are so cunning

 Look how they got us to pleasure in being interns

 They wanner be forever young

They look blindly at their age’s magical wands being swung

As if to let them know there time is in wind

So they had better wind up

It's that part of the relay race

Where they pass the batons before they gain loss

for our nation

I never imagined life would take such a turn

Leaving me thinking I took the wrong career turn

 Cause after getting my degree burns

 From that scorching environment of learning 

My healing is gained from a...

State that’s the opposite of the beautiful art of my minds 

Michelangelo had painted up 

I make utterance of more than just this moment’s relevance

Unplug from your sockets, balls

And plug into my sockets, eyes

That I may see opportunity as the creator gives…

>>Shichoonda Ex-d Zuze<<