WHEN DOUBT BEGINS ITS ASSAULT ON YOUR DREAM IT’S TIME TO SOUND THE ALARM…

 

TOO ARMS…  TOO ARMS…

by LIMITLESS

I went from survivor to fighter swinging this pen ’til my arms

Went tired striving to follow the pillar of fire burning in my soul cuz

The artifice reality is cold we got sold a lemon when the forbidden

Fruit was given they want you to believe the crumbs given is real

Live’n

Its official the warrant has been issued calling for the arrest of this

Development I demand this deception to quit or taste the tip of my

Pen in hand balled fist quiver free-writing a command,

“WE THE PEOPLE DEMAND TRUTH”…!

Went from survivor to Prize Fighter wielding a weapon mightier than

Sword words catch fire as paper absorbs My Dreams-

The War rages

On…..!

1st John 4:7-8 “Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.”

Be Mastered by LOVE

by LIMITLESS

I’ve gotta get past the clicking point

and

pull the trigger-

I figure that my thoughts should lead to figures filling arena seats

just to hang on to every word preached,

“Love must be tested and proven”

-Apostle M. Waller,

teach’ed so I noted and quoted-

I believed therefore I spoke it;

by Gods grace my hope rests in a Promise unbreakable,

this belief produced un-feakable Love–

a word proven to be unshakable leading me to Salvation

when I thought I was un-savable.

Love broke the bars releasing my heart out of prison,

by the Grace of Gods divine enablement,

one Word became my Perfect Crisis Management:

“LOVE”….

I haven’t had a-lot of time to sit down and drift into thought, but, right now I got some music playing in the background, feeling the urge to create-groundbreaking, let’s see where the muse will take me….

HEART TO SOUL

By LIMITLESS

 

Hello..,

It’s Me–

Your heart seeking the escape from the darkness that travel’s

between seconds,

the pause of life  found in a choice.

I’ve seen you make mistakes, you thought, bad decision’s costing you

much but–

hear me,

You need to get back in touch with me;

See…,

I use to be full of dreams and hopes;

You would visit them at night breaking the seal of instruction,

drinking in the wonders of a LIMITLESS hope;

You captured every fruit of imagination receiving strength to lift

the heaviest burden;

But now I’m concerned,

your visits have become thin.

I sense Self is on the mend straining from the process of maintaining,

Fighting too KEEP HOPE,

from fading…..

HEY,

This is your Heart,

We start waging war now!

We fight back!

To take back our Hopes, our Dreams and Visions!

It’s time–

WAKE UP…..

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”…..

 

 

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…..  

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….”

 

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?….

LIKE A VAPOR
By LIMITLESS

It was in my hands….

I was so close…,

…I held it, felt it, it was as tangible as cold steal in hand;

Tight knit in grip speaking to me like a branded strap on wrist.

I remember speaking, “I need this.”

This place where dreams rest in the arms of hope;

A place where Soul speaks liberties quotes-

I was so close to what I paid for in one million drops of blood,

Two billion pints of sweat,

& two trillion buckets of tears–

I gave EVERYTHING FOR MY DREAM…,

EVERY-THING…

… I was so close-

It was in my hands….