Sick and Tired

Sick of the hurt.

Tired of the shame.

I cry to my emotions

asking, “Why am I in pain?”

Sick of writing sad poems.

Tired of being institutionalized.

Everything I learned so far,

I came down to a compromise.

Sick of bad decisions.

Tired of the old life.

After trapped in the darkness

I finally crawl to light.

Sick of being alone.

Tired of the frustration.

Think before acting.

Use your top motivation.

Sick of the sick.

Tired of the tired.

Stressing so much

will lead you to the fire.

Poetry

Poetry

The short, sweet answer

to the contents of

your soul.

My Addiction

My Addiction

I hate you. You're what I despise.

You had me cheat, steal, and made me a liar.

You chilled with all my friends and all

the people that I inspired.

You took people's minds away,

like Wiz Khalifa and Bob Marley,

people who I admired.

You took our lives away as soon as we

lit that match, as soon as we lit that fire.

Our souls burned to waste as our

ashes were the only thing left as

memories to all our old desires.

My life....My Addiction.

If I Could Be

If I Could Be

If I could be water

I would clean all diseases.

If I could be fire

I would burn all of the

pain in your head.

If I could be gold

I would help the poor.

If I could be freedom

I would help everyone

be free like me.

If I could be the president

I would end the war, abuse,

and killing. 

 

If I could be peace

I would make peace.

If I could be everything

I would do everything.

If I could be only me

I would be me.

Dreaming Nightmares

Dreaming Nightmares

It's raining, it's pouring

The young man is snoring

Lying in the sea of burdens

Where he's surely certain

He'll live the rest of his life behind closed curtains

From the people he was hurting

But most of all, it was himself who caused the most harm

Hiding behind a religion, reading the book of Psalms

But already stained with the blood on the face of his palms

Trying to remain cool, collective, and calm

Knowing he's only a pawn

Moving one step at the break of dawn

On and on, the game plan is drawn

He can't stay on the straight and narrow

Defeat one by one on a crooked path seizing the pharaoh

The war is just beginning,

And there's no such thing as a hero

He maneuvers through the first wave blood being splattered

Friends and memories he had being shattered

Saying, “Damn, can this get any sadder

But right now it doesn't even matter”

As he approaches the last line

He's running out of time

Queen, Bishop, and Rook are coming from behind

At this rate, he'll put the King in check-mate

He comes to the King and asks,

“How you want your last breath?”

Queen came from behind and gave him a fast death

Woke up thanking God it was only a little rest.

Down by One

Down by One

What light doesn't reach,

darkness overtakes.

We've lived in darkness

only to come feel

the warmth of the light.

From Easton

Bethlehem, Poconos,

Philly, Puerto Rico,

Bangor, New Jersey,

and even Northampton.

They called us criminals, delinquents

and it's our job to know

who we really are

a team, a council, Brothers in

long battles.

"..."

“. . .”

I ask myself is it all because

of me

that I had many chances to be

forever free

But I was just scared of how the

world would look at me

I was just caught up trying to be

like the guys in school wanted to be

Just really trying to hide who deep down

I wanted to be

But I felt fear like I was still

weak

So I wanted strength and joined the

football team

Really didn't get to play so in 10^th I

decided to not make it a dream

So I began still trying to be a “cool kid”

and started doing the wrong things

Skipping class and school

Which I never thought I had the

guts to do

But that feeling of rebelling was the tool

to make me forget about my past

As much that didn't last

Cause god don't like ugly

So things began to move into my path

Began to look like a fatal

Crash

Seeming like the time just rewinds

to the moments that I wish I never had

Reason as a child I was always sad or mad

Believing nothing not even love or happiness

ever last

So I just began to admire the things

that always last

Which was pain

Until it really hit me and my

dark heart began to rain

Stuck on what to do if I even

had a chance to gain

real feeling because I needed

a new way

Hiding from myself was just making me

hate my name

Then my life had changed

when a girl I thought was like the

other ones but definitely made my

heart raise

Was scared at love at first because I

thought it was just a game

But then I seen she was sticking by

my side through our crazy maze

So now I know there's so much faith

In this world for me

Having my freedom taken away

Is just another big story with

a new beginning page.

Ask Me

Ask Me

 

Ask me who AJ is.

I'm going to say look at me

but don't look at my past.

That's only who I used to be.