I’m too lonely to be sad.
I’m too happy to be alone.
I’m too comfortable being mad.
The angry is prolonging the need to Be.
-Leighrick
Tag: Illumination
The Miseducation of the misunderstood
The Miseducation of the misunderstood harbors overwhelming anxiety; which creates layers underneath the shell.
Always home like a tortoise, but I am a nomad in my own body.
The feeling of loneliness sets in every time one of my personalities decide to leave.
I am wandering
Invested in a venture that is company to misery.
I declare communicative bankruptcy.
Do me the service of sending all my messages, subliminally. This misinterpreted status will be one for the books.
Face it —
Who are we without the royalties in freedom of speech?
Too many unwritten rights you have, that wasn’t taught to me.
Do you know me?
Do I know you?
How valuable is identity to a thief? The only benefit in this hijacking is the doubt you will finally understand that…
I volunteered, but I never asked.
Never raised my hand in class.
So many questions that still need an answer
So many answers that should be questions.
What will be the solution?
It seems I’m the problem.
I am a weapon – non lethal
A dangerous mind shooting stars
Trynna reach the moon, cause I was told that’s as far as love can go.
I am a victim of time!
Trapped behind the bars in the same cage the bird sung.
Those melodies still linger.
The ink blots begin to show.
I think it’s bleeding through!
I use to dream in cursive until…
Murder she wrote.
Now it’s killing me softly.
The standard is to understand
The extreme is to overstep.
The Miseducation of the misunderstood can’t be taught only felt.
-Leighrick
Tomorrow Morrows, Today’s Present
I love you like tomorrow
Longing for you to come around, but unsure its worth it
There’s this lingering mystery, but really everyday turns out to be the same.
I want you to keep me up at night, because you can’t wait to see me.
I love you like tomorrow, tho there are times you treat me like yesterday.
I see a future with you, but
I’m so worried you won’t stay…
-Leighrick
Happy Anniversary
I can’t eat.
I can’t sleep.
I don’t eat…
Eye won’t sleep.
I can break through.
First I need to break
I need a break, though
Eye persevere through the struggles and the pain.
Hidden fears captivate my name.
“I Love You”
Let it roll off the tongue like the blood from a blade.
It gets deep.
The climb to the pinnacle gets steep when the bottom been feelin you.
Point of view – bird’s eye.
Listen – Immerse yourself in your tears
As the rain drowns the interlude.
Perspective – Retrospective
My Life
A Masterpiece,
A beautiful disaster.
Inside flawlessly imperfect
Outside impeccably misleading.
LOOK!
Better yet…
SEE!
Eye keep the light with me like a lantern.
Eye keep the dark in me like an urn.
Death to the Ego.
Don’t look down
Feet are the seeds that refuse leave the ground.
The roots set me free when the seasons change…
Leaves fall far from the tree decorating my quest
Discovering Love – Things Fall Apart
Lost Love is never easily forgotten..
“Surrender!”
“Don’t Say Nuthin’!”
Grammy told me she love’s me.
My Isis sing
“Wake Up!” “Shine!”
Black Thoughts
Black Heart
Black Love.
Traveling Time…
Perspective – Prospective
My Life
A Masterpiece,
A beautiful disaster.
Inside flawlessly imperfect
Outside impeccably misleading.
LOOK!
Better yet…
SEE!
Eye am divine.
Eye am the cosmos.
Eye am alive.
Eye am a Life.
Living – Breathe – Loving – Being
Stretching my palms to the most high
Within a clinch –
This world is mine!
This world in my mind.
You can’t imagine the images that are constantly rerun.
Chasing Dreams.
Visions get tangled with expectations and concealed in doubt.
I’ve been loving people for centuries.
I’ve been looking for a lifetime.
Finally I adore my own reflection…..
-Vigilant Leighrick
Story: No Title
Can’t shake it, but
I c’aint let it break me.
Descending except the ground isn’t a trampoline.
Lioness.
I land standing.
My shadow can’t catch me.
Truth be told –
I’m sick, so as a remedy I spit.
No coincidence.
Leaving traces of influence.
Delegating bars like prisons.
My impatience often wears my pencil thin.
Dressing up creation with shades and vintage fits.
Brown skin flesh, that
Ancient spirits have blessed with the gifts,
My presence is felt through the magic of my wand,
Most people just see as a pen.
No wonder I am Leighrick.
Life ain’t fair, cuz in the end everyone loses to Grimm.
Reap the benefits, live divine.
Using the scythe to dissect images in the mirror.
Pieces of love & residue from drugs.
Luna washed me, upon the shores of compassion.
I am a child of the universe.
I have stars for eyes.
A crown that glows,
Considering yourself uncontrolled or dethroned.
Scared temples hold my mysteries like bones.
I don’t just clean closets,
I renovate homes.
A vagabond left stranded by a false sense of hope.
Never compromise your voice, inspired to be BOLD.
Dream with intentions to manifest, and aspire.
Good Day,
-Leighrick
The Last Train, Until…
Picture ya life on the subway –
Labeled a runaway.
Always taught to chase dreams, but catching them was never imagined.
On the train til infinity, where every malfunction exceeds a boundary.
The sky ain’t the limit, its the ticket.
What’s the difference?
I can see beyond the colors of the prism.
I have touched many moons.
Floating – weightless –
Patient.
Healing myself, still doctoring the wounds from when they severed the ties to my portal.
The only home I’ve known, now it just seems as if love don’t live here no more…
So I roam.
Telling the streets my secrets.
Leaving tattoos when I spit the words penetrate the skin.
The concrete cracks.
A Rose emerges.
The train door closes before I even look back…
I pricked myself on the thorns, I wail as the horn sounds…I realize
My overstanding reality is under attack.
-Vigilant Leighrick
Creations of Love
Feed off your emotion – a mixture for one of the sickest potions.
Cough syrup gotcha leanin’ on my shoulder.
Carrying weight all the weight on my back, like I’m an ocean.
Wave at the past while I’m running through what’s approaching.
Damn man, time moves fast.
Just watch as the leaves transition to green.
Who say’s money doesn’t fall off trees?
The I air breathe is about to cost me,
Body can’t process the food, it’s so insulting.
Water getting drier than machines.
Who got the WD40?
Pardon me for spilling the oil, but I’ve been impartial.
The type to bring panthers to a party.
Poetic renegade, riot if we have to.
Keep fighting to keep the dream alive,
What’s a coma to the patient?
Locked and loaded with some comas, hold that thought
until I finish my sentence.
You just became the eyewitness and the victim.
Pigs leaving our hoods in critical condition.
Trigger finger ithcin’, scratchin backs with knives.
Closing schools, parks, and libraries
So all they can do is play inside.
Virtually embodying a solider with only murder on the mind.
No matter sin or color, in all the darkness
The youth is walking blind.
Sprinkle some light and shower love.
Give that stranger a smile, if you’re skeptical to hug.
You hold the book of faces, but you’re make up aint that good.
Shifting through my diction, but pretty soon I’ll be out this world.
There’s a universe inside me, and you
Don’t be so afraid to look.
Adam came from an atom, so
we’re all creations of love.
Not trying to pass judgment, but those thought sound kurupt.
Walking down death row.
This language is crucial, universal
Instrumentation playing symphonies of malnutrition.
Feed the third eye sight, and stop looking.
Stop all that hearing, and listen.
Pay attention, but don’t sell your soul.
Ya feet were meant to get dirty, so embrace ya milestone.
Be weird.
Love Earth you walk on, break down the concrete stairs.
Reach the pyramids through prayer, but you still gotta use ya hands.
-Leighrick
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