Wednesday, 25 April 2012
Taken - part 1
Iam still here but I am taken
I sit here, I smile, but still I am taken
I run from the shame .....am I forsaken ?
What is the equation to SOME kind of substantial peace
What s the method to formulate a way to cancel out the images of my past.
Then silence speaks and advises me ..(sigh) thanks for all your help!
I put my heart on the stove , put it to 200 degrees
And this heat of hate flows out of me.
I ve bared the pain from that time in my life yet iam still tending to my wounds
But what do i do.....what do i do
God iam trying but iam slipping away an day by day darkness covers me ..slowly surrounding me.
Never let loose on healing tears but carry all my fears like i went on a shopping spree....the credit card being me...,scanning my life against things which weren’t meant to be.
God where are you i need you , i sometimes feel you’ve already left me because of the wrong i have done and the songs i’ve sung, i don’t know if ull ever forgive me.
Yet I hear a small still voice saying hold on.
So i as enjoy the grey shaded rainbow and the cold breeze on my skin
I wont yet ..i cant yet give in
So ill take advice from the still voice instead of the silence
And keep holding on , for one day i hope it will all be ok an when it is i know , i will be found
and wrap around you,
Take the neon lights and make a crown,
Take the London trans busses,
Taxis , undergrounds
And for your love song tone their rumble down.
Take London’s heartbeat,
Make a drumbeat,
Put it on a record, let it whirl,
And while we listen to it play,
Dance with you till day--
Dance with you, my loving brown London boy
FEELIN THE PRESSURE
EVERY BREATH IAM CONTAINING THE CARBON EMOTIONS THAT COULD LIGHT THAT FLAME
TO REALSE ALL THE INSECURITEES IAM FEELING RIGHT NOW
LET IT BE KNOWN TO THE WORLD THAT IAM EXHALEING
FEELIN THE PRESSURE
TO SPEAK A FEW DESCRIBLE LIES , WHITE ROSES OR RED LAID ON A BED HOLDING HANDS TALKING ON FUTURE PLANS.
JUST GOTTA STAY HONEST THAT IAM WORKING ON PLANS WITH G.O.D
BUT THERE AND HERE IS THE PRSEEURE CONSTANTLY STARING AT ME READY TO TAKE OF TO THE MOON AND NOT LAND BUT STAY IN,MOTION WITH MY DREAMS AT HAND.
PLEASE UNDERSTAND I WANT WHAT YOU DO JUST PLEASE TRY AND UNDERSTAND I WANT WHAT YOU DREAM FOR ME JUS PLEASE GIVE ME SOME T.I.M.E AN LET WHAT WILL BE, BE.