Don’t lose sight of the light.
I close both my eyes, but
Leave the third one open-wide.
Absorbing and Transforming,
Life is a canvas already been painted on; which color will you use to highlight the accents?
How many ways can I contrast the madness?
We are often too busy adding structure to the broken pedestals that once seated those you placed highly.
Deceived if depth can’t be seen without views of the horizon.
Still can’t hear me yelling – only seeing me naked.
This one really speaks to me…
Eye can’t teach them to listen.
Splatter paint like emotion wherever I go.
The world is my canvas. I create in the shadows.
Wash that mask, under that mask, beneath the skin.
Peel the flesh back like old pages.
This book is blank just like the canvas.
Invisible ink disguised as experience.
Squeeze the color out my veins, and witness the light ooze through pores.
Decorating the pews they are glued to.
Stained with the truth not illustrated on the glass.
Looking out the window is living in the past.
Breaking that window is living.
I’m breaking my silence how trees uproot sidewalks.
I belong in the street.
Driving myself crazy, playing hide-n-go-seek with self-identity.
Don’t be lazy.
Chasing my tears to the waterfall of my dreams.
Now I’m glowing..
I stay woke.
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 –
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.
If I could picture perfect, I would. Id take that picture, develop that film, and frame that picture. Having it on display just for show. On the other hand, in reality my lens is kinda blurry, I haven’t yet figured out how to focus, I tend miss the bigger picture, and I’ve run out of film.
What I can do — I can hold onto that camera. Because through those lens, I can see the message, capture the beauty, and even if it doesn’t come out the way I saw it. This still life or action shot captures my artistry in its own energy and essence. It’s said a picture speaks a thousand words, and voice just so happens to amplify the message.
I tried to figure out the meaning of this random thought — that was suppose to be a Facebook status, but I couldn’t. I feel as though it was just art within itself; hopefully someone can take something positive from this excerpt. That no matter what, everyone is entitled to their own opinion. Your perfect is different than my perfect, however there is no such thing. We both hold the ability to capture the beauty in life, selfishly and in humility. With that being said, dust off your cameras, wipe down the lens, and find that person, place, or thing that makes you happy. Embrace yourself and hang it in your memories museum.
I honestly don’t know if any of this even made sense…I just let myself write without boundaries.
Yo! First off, I would just like to say that growing up is such an experience ! Throughout the failure and the success, I just really feel myself learning & becoming more wise throughout these years !
Secondly, I would just like to add that doing what you love may not always be easy, but let me tell you the satisfaction from the struggle is worth it all ! You have to work for what you love, and if you love what you do it doesnt feel like you’ve worked at all! Everything takes time, that doesn’t mean sit around and wait for it to fall in your lap, it means until that time comes – GO GET IT !
To experience stress and pressure, better yet the test of my Faith in myself ! and just keeping the faith that it WILL work ! Its not only knowing it, not only feeling it, but not settling for LESS. The people I surround myself with i.e My Teammates & My Family, the people I speak to on a more intimate level of relationships/friendships…..Man I Love You ALL. Seriously
Not Only 2013, but these YEARS ARE MINE ! Im WORKING for it ALL.
Im doing what I Love ! Writing, Playing Basketball, Learning ! …Yo Im just truly blessed I am doing all these things that make me happy. I will not keep taking advantage of life !
NOW IS THE TIME TO LIVE! TO BELIEVE. TO CREATE. TO WORK. TO DREAM. TO ACHIEVE. TO LOVE.