Living Outside The Box
What
I wouldn't do to get outside of these 4 walls…
Prayers
offered up and symbolic of my luck feel like heavenly blocked calls.
Trapped/Emotionally-Strapped/
mind in a full-nelson even though my heart has already tapped.
View
the astonishment in my deep brown eyes like Penny on the episode she got
viciously slapped by false hands of love formed by true lies.
The
walls of this box are closing in on me and at times in my mind, searching for
peace I can’t seem to find I'm unable to breathe…
The
coward Negro exclaims "IT'S TIME TO GO!”…
But
THE PATIENT BLACK MAN IN ME WON’T LEAVE.
(Ephesians
5:25 …I’ve hid in my heart to help me believe.)
Words
come down like a thunderstorm with hail beyond rain I never thought a broken
heart torn apart trying to mend would bring about so many contracting mental
labor pains.
To
live outside of the box of the frustrations I’m facing would be so relaxing,
shucks who am I kidding I’m connected to cardboard living even sounds
ridiculous "thinking" let alone to outwardly mention.
Just
imagine being able to LIVE, LOVE and GROW without corners of stress and the
stench of puppy love piss of unhappiness…
I
wish I could live outside of the box…
BY: NuffCed.
(Inspired
by REALITY)
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