I am not in Need

Another quiet night
These streets of LA
Except for homeless life
That had no place to stay
they clatter in vain

Holiday sky
Midnight clear
In search of some rest
In search of a break
From a life of tests
Where something's always at stake
where something's always so far
Where nothing
Seems so fair.

And what about all those nights
that I drank the sea?
What about the moon and stars?
that I held you beneath
all the anger that they eat
I am not in need

If I was right on that night
that a future was made
Before time takes each year
like a knife cuts it clear
It's school
then work
then life that just sharpens the blade

I was searching for a soul
Tearing' myself apart
Just to become whole
I started walking' down the road
Only to find my reflection
In the puddles below

In these circles
I seem to go
Never finding the centre
Never finding
My way home
And do you ever see yourself
When you look
in the mirror
cause all I see
is a reflection
of everyone else

Dreaming Again

They say the story
Of a man with a broken soul
Should never be told
For it would put fear
Into another mans soul.

If I were a builder
I make a castle
To rival the highest mountain
To rival my biggest fear
But unfortunately
all I have to give
Is an imperfect heart

I'm only human
I'm full of many faults
I'm guaranteed
to fall short
Guaranteed to fall

But you'll never hear
About me letting go
Cause I never would
Betray my own trust
My hand is outstretched
Toward the damp of the haze

And of course I forgive
I've seen how you live
And of course I forget
You've seen how I live

With each passing day
The stories we say
Confirm our conviction
That some kind of mistake
Passed on our heads
And how I am sure
Like never before
Of my reasons
For defying reason
Escaping the seasons
and waiting
Happiness to disappear

An overdose inside my soul
I try so hard
But now I have to let it go
even though you're the only thing
that makes me feel
I can no longer stand by you
And if we bleed we bleed alone
Awake and find ourselves
dreaming again.

Money come sin

I Spend my whole life out there floating'
I dream of building fortunes
Nothing' else is more important
Than making money and a name

But in my dreams I see
A little hope far from me
Beside a small stream
The sound of screams
as you pass homes
With money going short

I come find you
In your garden
Pulling' weeds
as It comforts you
To know
money has no power
to make these

I feel it
I see it in me
suffocating from the last time
reaching forward
As I rise off the floor
Knowing very well
I’m not going far
cause I am lost in this place
I can feel it surround me
They say money is not happiness
But you should see it
drown me

Living in a world
Where hearts are cold
Living in a city
Where dreams don't live that long
And mama told me
but she never told me when,
She said when money come sin

broke man
full of dreams
they got dirt on their mind
I'm a fool for myself
Never confuse love with lust
Retaliate hate for trust
I go to war for the peace
I collect money for the use

Welcome to Poetry Hour

My name is PJ and these are my poems...

I write because I would like my soul to live forever. I use poetry as a way to escape the reality of pain and thoughts.. It is like therapy.. Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.

I hope you enjoy reading my poetry. Check back often for new poems.. Please leave comments on the poetry you like.
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