Bi-standArd lyRiicist

Tussling with her stability
My limbs grasp the feeling of quick sand and solidity
My mind holds back just enough of her freedom
doing the physical a favor from screaming the truth
The physical breathes uneasy
nervous about how much domination the mind is capable of possessing
Afraid of her beauty
Her poise swift and uneasy
Her confidence gives life to dry thoughts
Her power reins strong enough to break barriers
Her lips moist like honey to ease her way out into reality
Her arrogance to claim such a title
as a bi-standard lyricistSubject to hypocrisy
Liar to the truth
My heart mourns over the Segregation
Cries for serenity
"meh don't want war"
Mind drinks from her own fountain
While the body dies of thirst daily
Refusing to be quenched by her
Seduced by her
Both Liars
Mind lies to stop the physical from killing her
Physical lies to keep the mind from living out loud
"stay away from my conversations"
"cease your public existence"
"you're a nobody"
"you'll ruin my being"
"get off my balls"
"stay in your place"
My physical becomes a routine luxury
too perfect to disappoint the Church
Seeking security only to find familiarity in gray's anatomy
Fence Living
Confused analogies
Am I ommitting my salvation because my mind wants to live a little?
Is it questionable because my mind longs for a chance at life?
How can I be saved if salvation means being freed of your bondage?
but holding back my thoughts makes me feel bound?!
My inner life is tangled in rusted chains
frightened to free herself
Lost on how to adapt to life without bondage
Afraid for eyes to see how dirty her white garments are
Wondering when will the sun go down
So that it's dark enough to avoid the eyes scowling at her imperfections
In search of her cage
Her physical being
Desperate to feel some skin
Anything to hide
Just stay in the gray
Too many permanent stains to be pure
But too innocent to be black
Ruined!
The mind speaks of
Fence walking Thoughts
Fractional summations
Confused conclusions
Struggles of trying to make a living out of speaking freely
The mind---that girl
Strangled from being who she really is
Knowing she'll never be able to speak of her own expressions
own emotions
feelings
Silenced from spirituality
Her title remains unknown

"Bi-Standard Lyricist"

Peace, Love, & Music
AngeliK hAlo

The Phone Spe@ks AGAIN

Me: *awaits another 7 page text message*

Message Spe@ks: “If God is love I must be the glove that fits every mans hand sometimes even a woman .. Epitomizing self worth and life’s royalty, Gods love has taught me about all of my exs loyalty and how to love and kno a crook .. How to read him deeper than his looks.. Cause if looks could kill the world would be silent but my love is not quiet it’s not bland neither does it seek.. It’s finds and defines the fine fathers in which ur minds speaks and carries a bigger burden than an underground DJ.. I sit and I stall at all the artists that are out thus far and figure their imbalance of happiness to self riches and egocentric sayings.. All for another shot at being the worlds greatest! Im not desperate for this life.. This Life chose me so wen I make it I’ll give thanks to that same love that kept me sane surreal and sufficient and not forget who escorted me on that ladder of shame not fame I proclaim this game as chess and possess the will to fill the shoes of history’s mark and be the mark that left a permanent scar on ppls psyche mic  emotions and be the their every trend that they wake up to .. To face their closet, their mirror and their adversity.. I sing to the advanced minds of children because they remember best, and pass on word of mouth like answers on a test.. I won’t be a statistic with my talent as my witness. With an expensive tongue for CHANGE I’d change mwhey rival topics just to meet the needs and pleasings of fans . For theyre who that follow u and tweet ur every move .. And is the very reason I’m relevant so if I die it’ll be about getting these dead presidents and crafting mind over matter into the natural ethics of life. Be patient life gets better with time so Cherletta shall project the elegance of time and show u Wat my father put me on this earth to do! Love and sing.. One love two fangazzzz ;)C.F. ;)”

Let Your Phone Speak

Me: *sees a 7 page text message coming in from a friend*

Message Reads: ”Im sitting in a tub of warm water with my toes against the cold bottle of body wash .. Wishing that zebra stripes were asymmetrical and finding nemo under the dripping bath cloth I used to wipe the bottoms of my feet! Hush!!There are cold Cheerios for dinner awaiting a sudden movement of thrust with lust I dream about that old rugged spoon that I’ll use to eat upon such flour caloric disaster but I’m a girl and I’d eat just half just to have a moment of fulfillment then I’ll go after the dog to feed it and lay with it on my shoe til he decides to fart a tune of a vintage tuba and ill slay the earthling whosoever it shall BE 4thinking that breeding a precious dog for a little cash to get some a&$ was ok!;( this I kno is bad.! I’m sick of the roaring and the tides of Alabama and elephant roars in my sleep it’s deeper than u think if u think wen u think it’s probably absolutely nothing.Breathe slower I’m suffocating in thots of matters in the world ur the reason y….Thank u . C. F. There ya go B”

L.i.f.E.

Don’t rush………..enjoy life as much as you can..create unforgettable memories and laugh until your stomach hurts..sing out loud until you get a migrane…hit bad notes sometimes then you’ll begin to realize that those bad notes can create a beautiful song…Dont rush………live it up

the O.N.E.?

How do I know if he’s the one??

The O.N.E. is someone you can imagine yourself spending the rest of your life with…someone you don’t have to second guess to trust…someone you can truly say you’re attracted to physically and emotionally… Someone you’re not afraid to be your full self with around naked eyes…someone that gives you butterflies everytime they smile, come around, call you, hug you, kiss you…someone that exposes you to their worst skeletons they’ve been hiding and you STILL love them the same..thats how I know if he’s

the O.N.E.