This poem stands as a release for me; writing this poem meant that I had to go back and find the pain and the hurt I thought I was free from. I realized I had to unload the weights I was carrying with me & so in writing these words I began to release them; it’s my hope that this poem brings freedom to all those that find themselves in these words, this is….

They Never Saw Me….

by LIMITLESS

They never saw me!!!

They never saw me when I tried to fit in, camouflaging myself to blend with them,

but,

they never saw me.

They never saw me tearing inside, too young to understand the value of Self virtue, I guess I was too wounded from beating myself up,

“WHY DON’T YOU STAND-UP FOR YOURSELF”, Self would say on the daily.

They never saw me when I put on my best, face, laughing outside numb underneath.

They never saw me struggling to find joy in the midst of being an emotional toy–

get’n played with on the regular.

They never saw me turn a pillow into a roaring river;

They never counted one of my one hundred tears,

They never helped me figure out why I felt the urge to paint the wall with my own brain matter, calling it quits cause I didn’t think I mattered.

They never cared to see beyond what they wanted me to be!

They didn’t see the walls I built to shield my damaged psyche as they thought their jokes where funny– I hated being the punchline, “hahaha, he looks like______”;

“I’m fine” was my daily lie-n, they never saw, so I left them blind.

They never saw the pain from being made to feel shameful about being me.

They never saw my insecurities just the front’s I put up; pretending to be friendly when really I wanted to cut them deeper than I was hurting saying nothing to keep from bursting.

They didn’t see how the goofy clown I portrayed to be was just to contain the rage behind bars quite in a cage- silent but deadly.

They never saw how Jesus Christ saved my life more than once, living recklessly a life under the  influence of  liquor and blunts.

They never saw how My God brought me out of all this darkness into the bosom of his dear son.

But they will see me as I rise out of this mental pit they left me in.

They will see me as I bravely let my light shine without fear as I announce, “despite all your malicious tactics–

I’M STILL HERE”…..

 

 

Phoenix- A mythical bird that periodically burned itself to death and emerged from the ashes as a new phoenix. According to most stories, the rebirth of the phoenix happened every five hundred years. Only one phoenix lived at a time. This is….

THE FIRE BIRD

by LIMITLESS

In the ash’s of the past I hush the subconscious moving through the super-conscious flowing

thoughts caught in a rush to bust out of thought-full of unchained dreams bought freedom with

blood stained screams birthed from flames speaking this, “heed this the Sun I kiss witness the

flight of a Phoenix” weaving this path together picture perfect  now I exit the atmosphere letting

out my last tear the signal of no fear pressing into the beyond blue sky high I fly upon winds

which carry the voice of my Father I hear stronger passing through wisdom cloud’s dropping

their gem’s taking it in walking the realm where Moon and Sun blend I rise again….

We have had way to many tragedies lately envolving racism in the U.S. which ended in the murder of young black men and women; why can’t we understand that the only chance we have as a race of humans is to put down and abolish these petty hatreds toward one another!!! I guess where just too…

FRACTURED

by LIMITLESS

I hold on to the dream of a King;

dreaming of a world-wide accord,  

people actually striving together to reach the finish-line at the same-time;

if we all walked with one mind disagreements would become hard to find

walking with eye’s open,

wide is the view as we push through hatred, bigotry, and racism

finally able to see we all bleed the same scarlet shade,  

so why can’t we be sista’s and brotha’s?  

I guess we missed the memo:

“this just in we all stem from the same origin”,

so why can’t we be kin?

is it because of the color of our skin or are we just too fractured with-in

unable to call each other brethren “human race” broken and separate I guess when it comes to

world peace I’m somewhat of a skeptic  

GOD HELP US ALL….

Sometimes making a decision isn’t cut and dry, sometimes it takes serious thought to gather enough strength and courage to step out into the unknown; many of us have had a conversation going on in our heads as we weigh possible life changing options. This is…

A Double Minded Conversation

by LIMITLESS

Why?!

Why do I hide who I am?

Am I afraid,

that if I show my true self exposing my souls wealth I might get robbed of all dignity

and honor

Why when Self & I talk it sounds like a barter;

Self & I involved in a give and take debate leaving

Me to mediate:

Self: “ YOU KNOW WHO YOU REALLY ARE, SO SHOW IT”

I:  “if I show all, I may fall in front of everyone, my fear has become”-

Self: “ BONDAGE, to You and Me, COME ON”

I: “I JUST WANT TO BE FREE;  that’s what I told Me”

Self:  “BUT HE AGREED WITH my-Self.”

I:  “I can’t deny the truth Self, but”

Self: “What! that’s not enough?”  “I’m tired of feeling crushed. I WANT YOU OUT.”

I: “I WANNA GET OUT, of my shell hidden no longer, that’s the only way WE will get stronger.”

Self: “Finally we agree…!”

free writing poetry only me and thoughts taking long walks through dreamland; this is…

A TRIP THROUGH DREAMLAND

by LIMITLESS

Closer and closer to my vision hung up in eye sight like a poster

Closer to gripping my thoughts sipping on lessons taught

Time is well spent when I drip oceans of creativity locking arms with divinity

Closer and closer to my dreams no longer resisting me

I remove the dross wiping the dust off of my desires

My heart is lit

The fire sits in soul burning

Intense

Until mind is consumed with words that burst from mouth painting a masterpiece

Drawing nigh to eye the reality where I truly exist….

This is a poem I wrote while relaxing listening to my favorite I-Heart station free-writing what came to mind, this is…

BLUE

by LIMITLESS

Blue,

Clear as a Caribbean pool,

Our usual shade is fifty one shades from grey

I gotta say we need more day sky to get us to the,

Blue,

Visually lusting after my vision, purpose driven,

The pattern of my life I’m fix’n.

The heart of soul points its affections towards sky,

Blue,

You and I can fly when we set eye’s beyond starlight that’s why we fight for our,

Blue,

Two walking with one mind-

Too finally find pure skies,

Blue…..  

This poem is the best way I can express how I feel when I hear the voices of wisdom when I remember them; This is…

REMEMBRANCE

by LIMITLESS

 

Thinking back, linking photographic memories to still picture,

tracks,

remembering the smiles of loved one’s departed from sight;

(ha)

I even miss the fights, the disagreements, & the laughter that followed after pride was swallowed.

I remember my Elders through the wisdom they gave me; I remember my Elders through their words,

they live on,

for their care fashioned me strong.

I must go on pushing through the pain,

I have to go along with the plan that took you out of hand and into arms,

 Heavenly.

I can’t wait to hear your stories

 again;

 I wish I paid more attention to them when you where before me

not realizing their value I erred thinking they bored me

I hope you have forgiven my youthful foolishness

I wish I could’ve done more then this;

wanting to show my appreciation I will live-

in your words

you exist,

still!

taking your correction

your wisdom muscle still flex’n

to my friends I’m professing your words

such a blessing

knowing your watchful eye is still glaring, your voice still blares your cultured catch phrases:

“BOY YOU CRAZY”,

“SAUSAGE, boy get out the way”,

&

“SHUCKY DUCKY, QUACK, QUACK”

I catch the tears that attempt to call you back hearing your words to keep me on track;

you tell me to stay focused, the more you loosen your grip on the past the tighter you can take hold of your future present’s

“you can’t put new wine in old wine skin’s”

“you live your life”

“We’ll be here always,

waiting,

resting,

in your remembrance”….

Homesick- sad or depressed from a longing for home or family while away from them for a long time. I wrote this free-written poem while I was dealing with an eternal longing to see a place I can only visit in my dreams; This is…

Eternal Desire

by LIMITLESS

How should I proceed?

Shall I weed out this weakness,

this fading bliss which grows from ignorance into substance, rather than faded wish’s,

imagination lands on the mind as soft as true loves kisses;

my vision for this life is paradise.

I find the breeze of this vanishing dream cold when played in memory, awaking to a forcefully imposed reality.

Knowing this is all temporary;

The eye’s of my soul still remain hungry, desiring to see My…,

…home…

The origin of time where only spirits roam…..

An imagination, especially when extravagant and unrestrained; in other words…

A FANTASY

by LIMITLESS

“what’s My fantasy woman like?”  

“Owww-man!”

She is a golden road to paradise; twice she has drawn from the well of my heart dipping into pools of romance and desire- at the center an unquenchable fire, blazing, grown’s of lust uncaging, for She is my fantasy.

“How did we meet?”

She caught eye as I entered into the room her fragrance consumed my senses,

Her sculpture I found delicious, my heart growing more ambitious with each step towards her.

(She turns)

In seconds our eyes lock, our souls talk, together we walk into a life one can only imagine;

glancing at her lips as they utter expectation

our conversation turns to verbal love making,

embracing mutual genius.

“I can’t believe this!”

our laughter shake’s heavenly rafters, “what?”, she asks- her voice the  tone of the finest silk.

Her lips carried the sweetest hint of milk chocolate.

Each second spent with her infinitely drives this want….

Then,

(eye’s open)

“The illusion ends…..”

It was a moment in the dream line of time;

She,

was my fantasy.

My eye’s close once again;

my mind flows reflecting on a not so distant reality, recalling visions of an alternate casualty,  

“I’ll find her one day!”

“I promise….”

 

deception- something that deceives or is intended to deceive; fraud; artifice.

Decepticons…!

by LIMITLESS

Watch them Decepticons, they be get’n high off of energon;

Watch them Decepticons, they be get’n high off of energon;

Watch them Decepticons, they be get’n high off of energon;

They be get’n high off of energon,

high off of energon….

They sit behind desk’s like a deceptionist,

they are an army of one whom’s outward concern equals none

They paint there faces with fake smiles

their breath holds the stench of broken promises, their souls empty vials corroded and defiled.

Decepticons drunk with pride with a fully dressed ego they stride

They thrive on ignorance feeding any being lower their venomous seduction-

Their mantra “to conquer and enslave” from the cradle to the grave.

we must be brave enough to fight for the truth until its found bringing down the high and lofty

we will teach them that the price for their deception is costly–

So keep watch for them Decepticons, they be get’n high off of energon;

So keep watch for them Decepticons, they be get’n high off of energon;

So keep watch for them Decepticons, they be get’n high off of energon;

They be get’n high off of energon-

high off of energon….