Sometimes I can't see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Still, I continue on this path to find myself.
The light only flickers as it pulls farther, and farther away.
I run towards it not knowing what lies behind it.
Just watching it fade, like a shadow under the midnight sky.
Uncertainty surrounds me and I feel like I'm going blind.
I can hear my thoughts echo in the silence of my despair.
Questioning the significance of my existence.
I long for the lights embrace.
So I can see my dreams become reality.
To know my purpose for being.
Though my path is long I some day I will reach the end.
Until then I will be chasing shadows under the midnight sky.

A Poem For (You)

Three letters alone cannot describe your lovely smile.
The way your laughter is like of symphony that brings me joy.
How can one word portray the complexcity of who you are and what you mean to me?
It's impossible.
You are.....
You will be....
You always have been....
More that just three letters.
More than just one word.
You are the comfort of a kiss.
The warmth of an embrace.
An oasis of happyness in a desert full of grief.



And this poem is for you.

I came.....
With high hopes, dreams, and ambitions.
Going through life’s transitions.
Change, but never for the better.
Feeling my sanity slip away with each endeavor.
Sinking into a pit of self-loathing, and regret.
Death coming closer with every step.
I didn't know what to expect.
My innocence has been taken.
I felt forsaken.
So many questions left unanswered.
Leaving me wondering, is it really worth it?

I saw.....
Who I was.
What I was.
What I wasn't.
Realizing my fate through faith.
Embracing change as a means to escape.
This hell I've created feeling so numb and so faded.
With a pen, and a notebook I pour out my soul so you can see.
Who I am.
What I am.
Who I want to be.

I conquered.....
My demons, my doubts, my addiction and my depression.
Overcoming, racism, and oppression.
Rising to my feet.
Though I was so close to defeat.
Learning that there is more to life than just the streets.
Taking life one day at a time.
Through every sentence and every rhyme.
I came,I saw,I conquered.

When a thug cries.
Some one must die.
For every tear drop.
A bullet flies.
Death lingers close.
Sanity is drowned in sadness and rage.
Revenge becoming an infection charging through our veins.
Making its way to the heart.
Consuming the soul, as we becoming a blood thirsty animal.
They only remedy for this disease.
Is the demise of our advisories.
Homicidal thoughts run rampant through our mind.
Playing every scenario over, and over again.
With the desire to make them feel as we felt.
As our world came to a total stand still.
When we heard our loved one was slain.
Using weed and liquor as sedatives.
Numbing our pain.
So this burden can be sustained.
When the deed is finally finished.
Blood stained hands are washed in a rivers of regret.
And the judge hits the gavel leaving us with nothing left.
Labeled "State Property"
Stripped of your pride, without freedomn in sight.
This is what happends.
When thugs cry.

Painting on the canvas that is my life.
Using my pen as my brush.
These words I write as my paint.
Expressing my most inner thoughts, and feelings with no restraint.
Letting go of all my emotions, everything that's held inside.
Hoping to be a voice for the unheard.
Sight for the blind.
Putting my life on display so the whole world can see.
What lies beneath the baggy pants and white tee.
Reaching out to those that can understand my pain.
Also those that reach back, who are feeling the same.
Leading you into a world I call my own.
At the same time trying captivate your hearts, and touch your souls.
When I leave this earth and my masterpiece is complete.
I hope some one out there likes what they see.

interesting how the tread can shift from being offended to corperal punishment..

Thanx, Joe sure do appreciate the feedback

She takes her seat arcoss the room.
More beautiful than a rose in full bloom.
The sound of her laughter sooths my soul.
Dueling inside me, is a secret yet to be told.
I feel her close, yet she is so far away.
Do I dare confess?
Do I dare say?
What I feel deep inside.
When I'm tourterd by the possibility of her deny.
Thinking that, if she where mine.
I would always be by her side.
And in my arms she would stay.
When her skies fade to grey.
When her laughter turns to tears.
I will fight away all her fears.
I would rescue her, if ever in danger.
How I long to be with you.
My beatiful stanger.

Thank you Ms. it's kinda funny cuz her b-day, on valentines day. Thanks again.

You are my sister.
You are my friend.
The love I have for you.
Has no end.
I'm here for you when you have a bad day.
When your blue skies, fade to grey.
When your laughter, turns to tears.
I will be there to fight away your fears.
Even though I'm many miles away.
Remember, I'm just a phone call away.
And when everything seems hopeless.
I will do my best, and try to get you back in focus.
Because that's what big brothers are supposed to do.
You know I'd do anything for you.
This is more than just a poem sis.
It's a promise.
With every word that you read.
I'm being honest.
I know, things get hard for you.
Cuz you're living on your own.
Just know this baby sis, you're not alone.
I guess I'm trying to say.
That we miss you, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!

With all the love in the word.
Your brother, John

a bicycle yes, car never

A lifetime of laughter, and tears.
Looking back on these 19 years.
My friends, my family and everyone I hold dear.
What will they say when I leave this place?
Or if I was to just vanish without a trace.
Was I a blessing or a curse to these people?
I try to do right.
I never wanted to be evil.
I don't live in the past, but I never forget it.
They're things I'm proud of, and things I've regretted.
Yeah, I've been to hell and back.
Beaten down, stabbed, and shot at.
But, I don't let my mistakes define who I am.
Nor, do I give up the chance to better myself as a man.
Living for my family.
Because, they're they only things that matters to me.
They are my life, and I their armor.
I will destroy anyone trying to harm them.
19 years.
A lifetime of happiness.
A lifetime of tears.

No date here. Just gonna be in the studio like any other friday.

With me it's the totally different time goes way to fast.

World domination would be our top priority.

mine-me!!!

Thank you suzanne I really appreciate it

Just a big thanks to everyone here in Jsh. That reads and comments on my poerty. Thank you so very much. I appreciate every kind word that is posted.



Sincerly,Da_Absolute_Truth

that stupid "lean wit it, rock wit it" song by the Franchize Boyz

I think it all depends on how we justify our actions.