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Showing posts with label Abdandon. Show all posts
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Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Afraid of Fear





Afraid of Fear

There is that tickling feeling, the eerie spinning of butterflies fluttering aimless in the pit of my stomach. My hands to the touch are clammy and beads of pearls leak from my flesh and run like tears down my skin.

The darting race of my heartbeat sending a rush of drugs through my veins. Adrenaline courses and turns my thoughts into a spiraling chaotic frenzy. My hands feverishly cling to anything, something in reach. I can’t comprehend what is going on. I don’t understand why I can’t grasp a sense of reality. The images in front of me become hazy and foggy. I can’t…

…I can’t breathe. My lungs are not drawing and releasing air. My legs become shaky and the quivering shutters ricochet throughout my body.

Silence overcomes me, I can’t hear anything but a blinding pinging loud screech. There is nothing. My chest doesn’t rise and fall and death seems to have replaced the heartbeat that once pounded feverishly against my chest.

My feet are cement boots at the bottom of the ocean, the current doesn’t help me escape the over flow of relentless pain. I can’t escape and I can’t comprehend to help myself.

No one there to save me from myself…I am the all-consuming evil of my own fear.




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Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Life Lost


I can smell the depths of the past

Leaking all over like a junkie smoking crack

The sweat of the night just rearing its head

I was told there weren’t any warning signs

So why is she dead?



That this is how it is

But if you really listened to hear

You would’ve heard her cries

Maybe we could see the reality through her crooked lies



She was desperate

Her mind a tangled place of insane

Her body a glistening realm

But no one knew she was at a loss with no gain



Since she didn’t wear woe on her face

There was no way to explain

That the meeting of the minds

Wasn’t really a game plan



Now her body hugs the floor

Life now invisible

No place like home

But I can’t grasp the principle


How does this happen?

Who is to blame?

A woman with promise

But no one knew her name


4 siblings

3 kids

2 loves

1 result



I loved her more than life

There is no doubt about that

I couldn’t save her though

That’s a blunt fact


13 years later, I still feel the numbness

Cookie crumb trail of the dark abyss

Her kids have kids

Does she know what she has missed?


Sadness took her life

What do you know about this?




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Monday, March 12, 2012

My Street Unsaved




The lights flicker, it wasn’t the same
I smelled the remnants of the heartless shame
Full of grace when he entered the door
His presences is now silence as he walks no more
My knees felt the solid stone as I crashed with a thud
All I feel against my skin is the warmth of his blood
I dare not stare or even make a sound
I can’t believe how many people are standing around
How dare they see this as their entertainment?!
Standing around in pure amazement
The blurry scatter as the whirling siren shrieks
It’s been forever since we called to speak
Here in the concrete jungle they don’t care
If your body lays half dead and in disrepair
I could see him gasping for a drink of air
Warming up the machine and saying “Clear”

It hurt as they dragged me away
I don’t even know if he’s ok
Idle chatter of yesterday took place
All I could think of is ‘their time a waste’
Shouldn’t you be worried that this soul could die?
Are you even concern who done this and why?
Frantic elusions of pain numbed so deep
I launched for the white coat to make him see
They think I am crazy, just ‘cause I speak
“But this man is someone’s child” I screeched

I watched on the stoop as they walked around
This man’s body still lying on the ground
I don’t see how this is justice
Does anybody care?
My heart weighs heavy as I scream into the air
They grabbed me and my skin felt a pinch
Keep me quite so I can’t flinch
To say his uniform was that of divine honor
They took it away before he came to his corner
Silencing a man who knew too much
Know that no one would be in a rush
To save a man who grew up in the ghetto
Those rushing sirens now seem shallow




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Abandon Featuring Guvamint and R. Bizzy - "City Lights"
Los Angeles, CA
Submitted by: Guvie Maito