SILENT SCREAMS WRITTEN UPON INK SOILED PAPER, THIS IS…

SILENT SCREAM

by LIMITLESS

Look at me!

don’t just see words on a page

these aren’t just letters that run swift

they’re a brief scope inside of a heart that sits

at times

troubled to be

too see, the reason it beats

soul rides to see if heart will peak or be overrun pulsing with a steady hum

won many battles, however, still engaged in some

needing, hoping,

speaking written heart-beats pouring soul liquid spilling abstract as you look to see hearing

Me

feeling every emotion these letters soak in

WHY CAN’T I SAY WHAT NEEDS TO BE SAID

holding all this in feeling broken and dead

my only release is through a pen, key-pad, or pencil

realizing at the end

this battle is all mental–

can you read me now?….

DESIRE: an expressed wish; request; a longing or craving, as for something that brings satisfaction or enjoyment. THIS IS…

W.A.N.T 

by LIMITLESS

Protecting eggshells from hair line fractured

missed disasters averted

tragic ending

procrastinating while Me, myself, and I continue debating

on what uncertain future could provide the best view of light when life is seen from

day one

first breath

breathing

The beginning of a

“W.A.N.T”…. 

A song titled “A Drop in the Ocean” by Ron Pope came on inspiring me to write. This is…

 Sentimental Value 

by LIMITLESS

Tender moments in hands full of future

love suits her and him again embracing face to facing

place to places

changing from perfect picture too speechless

to speak this heart secret-

 be quick!

before she’s gone, love long, desire strong,

These!

Tender moments in hand…..    

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I heard one of my favorite songs “Battle Scares” by Lupe Fiasco and had to put pen to pad, This is…,

FREE FALL

by LIMITLESS

The essence of restless searching dreams of bursting into sky wide air-filled wings obliged to glide through

doorway open set eyes upon peaceful feast full of joy burdens made light-weight entering bright gate

Resting:

“The Recompense of Faith”

shaken but shattered not caught self in free fall when FATHER called rested my sights to the hills from which my

help spills….

PHANTOM- an appearance or illusion without material substance, as a dream image, mirage, or optical illusion. THIS IS….

Phantom Chasing

By LIMITLESS

Blisters durst under feet

Sweet at first delight in light but

Right now

it has become the invisible

Divisible dream

Cream of life thickens bridging the gap between

Clearly not seen

chasing rain clouds riding moonbeams

Again this seems realistically ridiculously

Insane!

I blame my lust to clutch what dreams leave behind

the images of a life lined with Mercy in eye

reaching to the earth in me

but

alas, the task of capturing the ghost in the shell  fell upon

shoulders burdened to exist–

Chasing Phantom…..

DO YOU KNOW WHAT I’M THINKING?

WHAT AM I THINKING?

by LIMITLESS 

Do you know what I’m thinking?

Really

Rarely do I reveal thoughts hidden deep when I speak

Until

Written through the avenue of the pen

Then 

Inner thoughts are given 

For instance the worry which weighs heavy upon the head crown’d with the duty of leading his

Kingdom

Seeing all problems that exist dealing with self induced impatience

Searching for the right answers on how to arrange this life including the lives given the title of

Responsible live’n

Holding on to the substance  of hope praying that when it comes to crunch time I don’t choke   

Finally beginning to see the comprehension of the scriptures I quote

Noting the conversations I have with Self evaluating every decision 

Under question when development is arrest’n growth leaving soul in gross frustration

Requiring replacement from basement to top-shelf increasing stature by thought 

Daily thinking on these things 

Are my decisions benefiting my legacy?

Will people remember me?

Have I added a fruitful branch to this family tree? 

These thoughts interesting me while I deal with my day to day responsibility  testing the core of me 

Why is life stressing me to exist at a lower level than intended?

Stereotypes defining what’s right editing programming multimedia cramming predetermined paths of

Thought

Eliminating the individual me why can’t I believe what I see?

Is the whole world seduced by fallacies on a campaign to eliminate the imagination in me

 In an effort to darken my day dreaming of hope-filled pastures I rest in when I finally awaken

From thoughts you now know….   

 

LOVE IS A HIGH LIKE NO OTHER, MAKING LIFE THAT MUCH SWEETER WHEN YOU FIND IT, THIS IS…

“HIGH LIFE” 

by LIMITLESS

I’m

LOVE’N

LIVE’N

in love with the script written treasuring this good woman 

sent from loves treasure chest so much she invests 

so in love with brightness 

I thought I’d never find this

is 

something special 

keeping me willingly seeking for any and every way to keep the smile upon this portrait 

of 

love & compassion broadcast’n to all that true love exists 

encouraging others to answer the call 

to high to fall away from 

the one 

who holds my heart under lock and key 

She 

my Angel, 

with one kiss, she opened my eye’s to this

life high above all darkness that comes 

She has become a shelter 

My love 

My Angel

My heart melt’er felt her comfort when she fanned to flame 

passions amber’s 

keeping me high, intoxicated,

my loneliness 

VINDICATED….