Insanity's Daughter

Being free is not a place but rather a mentality

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Welcome

Welcome to my spot. I wanted to create a place where I can vent all my frustrations, pain, joy, and stupidness with all that wish to bast in my drama queen-ness! So enjoy. Today was pretty okay, nothing to complain about. God is good and getting better, so what the hey. I am getting geared up to hit the studio tonight, so prayerfully things will go smoothly and we can try and get this CD wrapped up. I am going to post my new favorite piece to share and maybe it will give someone else a little of the umph it gave me when God gave it to me. Holla

Forgive me
My Genesis and Revelations are dancing
In tune to my heart beat
As rhythms become sad stories of my existence
Piercing through my eyes
And intoxicating on lookers
That sees only that of which I allow
Forcing oil to rise above water
Never mixing my positive ions with the negative
I get lost in my own perception of me from you
Forgive me
My desire to not die alone is my eleventh finger
Pointed towards my heart
Advertising my everlasting soul in love classifieds
But I couldn’t afford the bold print
I live and die in the moment
In that second before a kiss
Where inhales never escape
And slow motion drowns time
To a bloated corpse
But no one is there to kiss me
Forgive me
My tears fall
Expressing my joy for what I pray to God for
My faith lies in the hope that my time is near
And beneath the top layer of my skin allows
Visions of drug free dreams
Void of false imaginations
White horses
And thoughts of undeserving romance
Forgive me
If I get lost in that moment after your last word
I just don’t want to be alone tonight
So forgive me if I wrap my mind around yours like legs
And vines around trees
Ask me!
Ask me those things you dare to ask
Ask me to see past your past
And travel into the future skies
Where God lays on a blanket next to picnic baskets
Indulge in my soul
Feast upon my thighs
And middle lands that create blues and whites
Where oceans find lap dances
Forgive me
As I touch every part of me
My hand trembles with fear of feeling what you see
Broken flesh
And my pain becomes visions nightmares
And gain is a murder spree
Of fatalities and broken promises
I owe it to me to see all the possibilities
Not being a debtor or that ho
Not being shared with 3 others like me
Cause of the woman to man ratio
Got men thinking that commitment is a no go
And since there are so many flowers;
They can pick one up where ever they go
Sniffing the center of each
Every night of the week
Forgive me
For wanting to feel special
And be the only one that you wanna lay next to
Instead of rubbing three sets of feet
Forgive me if I love me
And appreciate my breasts
Adore my rolls
Embrace my folds
Romance my locks
And live in a world where nobody knocks differences
And Jesus is my guiding light
And we realize that no one is always right
So forgive me if I choose to live my life
Where acceptance is key
And little girls see something to wanna be like me
Where free is not a place but a mentality
And being fat is not a disability it’s part of my mortality
And my insanity is part of my originality
Where I fill in the blanks between Genesis and Revelations
Because this life has no guarantees
So forgive me if I just be
Me

Arekah
Copyright©2005

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