Deep Poetry for Friday, June 17, 2011

I hide behind this wall of lies So no one can see how I really feel inside For what I feel consists of pain and death All of that inside my head Everynight they swirl around Which way should I choose to end it now As I drag myself towards the kitchen I see the knife glistening in the distance Not much further now and I'll be with you As I pull the blade across my neck, god im such a fool.... But as I see the light I know I was right To do this and not listen to you Sign in to see full entry.

The world lingers by, one day at a time. My ancestral roots, Like a story of many. Dragged to the north Because of your heredity. The one dropp law, Followed so closely The one dropp law That made so many lonely. From dark skin to light, To high yellow and white, We appear to be like you, Our Creole blood, runs true It holds us to our identity. So few and so many, Torn away from our love, A love of a city. The smell of magnolias The red beans and rice, Cicadas in the trees And jazz music during... Sign in to see full entry.