did i look to you and cry
come to you in search of "why?'
questioned your motives...as if i
...wasn't al-fuckin'-ready aware...
that,
never upon my back,
would you give me weight, ...........that i couldn't bare
absent of love
( or so i thought )
makes life, "less than" and not worth livin'
( from what i've been taught )
so
into darkness' web of delirium
( is where i got caught )
numerous times
void of reason, were my many rhymes
tip toed, on self corrosions, cusp
tap danced & romanced, tangoed with many a' "fuck ups"
and now
well...now
humbly, here i stand
before you
as im sure you...
had planned
upper arm, built ford tough n' stuff
from, oft'
being taken advantage of, yet selfless natured, you made me
so inevitably
i'll repeat the extension of offering a hand
but....man
[[ i ain't even gon' lie ]]
my palms
are achin'
n'
my heart
keeps breakin'
n'
frequently
theres the redundancy
of
mistake makin'
n'
did i mention....my heart...just....keeps....breakin'....?
n'
from digging, i've developed a heaping helping of dirt,beneath my nails,
as of late
n'
my knees exhibit
a plentiful amount of mud, from groveling,
restless-as i seek the remains of my lost soul, wish to uncover this recluse's fate
n'
lord......JUST WAIT!!!
before you go
and throw
me in the pile of discards, clearly marked as "hopeless"
n'
take notice
of my valiant efforts to completely shift my focus
n'
forgive me, Father, while i repeatedly sin
but
u made me this beautiful imperfection
n'
who am i to question?
just watch
as my glance swiftly moves, from ground, to gracious n gorgeous blue skies
n'
please, pay close attention
as i blow a kiss to the breeze
and await this gifts reciprocity
presented to me
in the present...that is another day i am willed to awaken and view another suns rise
n'
[[ i ain't even gon' try
n' lie ]]
i'm too tired of being sick
or is it
i'm too sick of bein' ex-hau-sted
n'
i'm not sure
how i'll be able to handle, the rapid velocity,
at which my daddys bday, is approachin'
n'
months ago, received, was this referral, the one collecting dust
stating my doctor wanted me to immediately,
see...another "he"...one whom specializes in eyes, nose n' throat n'
as
this unknown mass, giving my formerly fluid octaves a tinge of crass, as it continues to grow in my esophagus, i've started to keep speakin' to a bare minimum, as its sore and upon my throat its steadily encroachin'
n'
[[ i ain't even gon' lie ]]
...i...aint.....goin'...
with footing
albeit....obviously, unsteady
i am...more then ready
to once again, encounter, the serenity, only relinquished within your firm embrace
n'
i'm checking mirrors at consistent intervals, for the slightest hint or trace
of
...semblances of your face...
[[ n' i ain't gon' lie ]]
these tears i cry
as the result of me bein' in a bit of a rush
to again
feel the strength of your touch
i'll just suck it up,
keep dialing your number, leaving voice messages, as such
and trust
you will take my call whenever it is deemed necessary to do so
but i hope its sooner, rather than later
n' i
hope i'm rested up enough to accept your presence, fully
and know that i was destined
to never be "less than"
and ALWAYS...somethin' "greater"
...the Almighty Creator...
i was reckless in veering off the beat and path, of where you led, i
wow...this is my first time hearing ur voice auntie...and i can hear the emotion in your voice it amplified and magnified to meaning and intentions of this scribe....wonderful..
*sighs*..the wonderful words of IB coming to life in audio form...*sighs again*...just shoot me now and let me go because i need nothing else, have nothing else to stay for...T you are the shit with these audio's...Open mics?!!