tough road

Posted on September 17, 2016 by jaybeasley2
sometimes life is like a sickness
or a trap
inside of the making of a realization
when you have found out who is there for you
and who can get what they want and not care
and knowing the difference is like a path
where the rocks are like glass
that shatter when you step
but the ending is in sight
and worth it
but if you know the injuries just add to your endurance
you will make it
but never forget to keep in mind
if you have accomplishments and dreams
do not pay attention to those
who run over your goals
just make your new goal
getting past it
and the sun will shine on your front door
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misplaced conditions

Posted on September 16, 2016 by jaybeasley2

March was so long ago

In the future is next month so far away

Shifting in thought because I am

Placed in a box every night and at first

Light in the sky I am let out to perform

And do chores required of me

Chained up symbols of where young ideas suffer

Each time I envision the future

Doing what is asked of me every single time

Combining plots of escape with designed imagination

On the occasion that I somehow manage to dream at

Night it is often of love like a fresh beginning brings

Different from being ruled over as I am now

It seems like passion is something like only movie actors show

That is the only time I see affection without anguish

Intensity and pain are like clothes I am forced to wear

Only sleep is a moment of relaxing but sometimes

Not even then if reality finds a way to creep in

Someday I will get away and be free

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realization

Posted on September 10, 2016 by jaybeasley2
if then and if when
the red hearts grow upon
a new hidden fate
if hate and if hope
you know you inspire me so
i promise you a chance like this only comes so often
a first
at the spark
eating up air
and molding a direction
making a way and using what is there
using what can be used,
growing,
as a type of devouring
of an often dangerous nature
taking furous and quick next steps,
evolving,
and becomes the teeth that
warriors must fight against
upon land once so lush
an ecology which is nearly decimated
will embark on a green rebuilding year
once enough time has passed
but those who kept the battleground
after pulling survivors from the tumult aftermath
yet coming together in the fury
and grafted speedy departure
we mourn and hurt inside the
searing heal
as is our losses and rememberance
yet are losses by charred scars and unrelated  parts
but are soothed by thanks to those who have scars and replaced  bits
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river of change

Posted on September 4, 2016 by jaybeasley2
testing the waters
for the exact feeling
that only so many people get in thier life
there are not a lot of perfect situations
and a great number of sharks that patrol these parts
the fear is a very real thing
that walks up and says hi
just when you are not expecting it
these dreams are becoming real
and the last thing you needed
but that is okay because the strong make it through
and the weak get tougher
and everyone gets what they deserve
if the end result is not what you expected
then you are waking up to life
and there is no way to dodge
you just jump in the river
and enjoy the ride
or know that you
are not quite there
yet
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unknown

Posted on September 3, 2016 by jaybeasley2
for all the years we have not been here
on this day I would like to recall
right action and direct conversation only
ending this hesitation which we have cradled
voting for the return to our own mental stability
each bite of the cake was as happy as a
romantic evening at the best place in town
if there aren’t enough ways to describe it then
stall the plane before it becomes too late
nothing can stop the end of the days
only you can make me want to live forever
this is something that I couldn’t have foreseen
enough time has burned into my brain that
now I must let the final years wear on
offering up the meat to the altar of our existence
unless it means the sacrifice of our own best
guess as to what was going to be our future
having this time with a star of tiny sky
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escape information

Posted on August 29, 2016 by jaybeasley2

escape informaiton

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ready

Posted on August 27, 2016 by jaybeasley2
When life goes into a double
Overdrive, you have options. There is always
Giving up, but nobody chooses that, unless
You have already been so beaten down that
You cannot face it any more. And you can
See it in the look that people have when life
Has beaten them down enough that they
Give up. You can carry on, the same old
Way that you always have been without
Trying to hard to change it or even
Making any waves or trying to stir up the
Waters, just managing to keep your head up
Enough to keep on going and that is the best you
Can do. But the reaction that would help the
Most is to put yourself into double time as well,
And grab the chance to change. There are
Plenty of opportunities to deny, but only so many
To really do things with gusto, and be a brave
Person facing the horror of a life unlived. It
Is your life, don’t really treat it like a Christmas
Present you halfway wrapped and forgot to
Properly fill. Put all the glitter and fireworks and
Fury and excitement you want to in it, then wrap it all
Up in the rest of the calendar year and lets
Go. You are the biggest obstacle to your
Dreams, so get out there and do your things,
And don’t let yourself down
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progression

Posted on August 27, 2016 by jaybeasley2
Only so many moments bring
People together in life and it is a day
To remember when someone is born. In
Salute to the best times you have had
Is the moment when you were first brought
Into the world, and people gathering who are
Happy for that specific event. But thanks must
Be given to the power of positivity for it is
So easy in this life to be brought down by
Another person’s unhappiness or the terrible drama
Or issues that constitute most of peoples life, but
If you can come through at the beginning of
Every day by remembering that being alive is
Good and you are lucky to be where you are at
And have what you have, but more importantly
That every single person has had somebody
Change their mood with being positive and everyone
Can effect someone by being there for them and being
Positive. Is is a great day when this
Happens and I try to do that every day
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stories of face

Posted on August 25, 2016 by jaybeasley2
while you get into the
beginning, a long dark cloud has joined
the group. All of the real troubles and
dangers that you will face in this easy
torture part of existing will be related to us
knowing that there is an underlying theme
and a gathering of thoughts used to protect
yourself from this and any way it can effect
you when you are out and trying to get
done what you need to do, after having been
controlled for so many years you can
still feel the hand at the end of the rope.
But now, after all, the freedom of knowing
that not one day passed without the unseen
Control of having been playing a part, you can
Grab the control back and you can grasp
The idea of only doing things that you are so
Completely motivated to do. Then even if
You are not driven by outside forces, it will
No longer matter. The chance to do what
You want is not a common thing any more
Than the desire to show kindness, but being
Uncommon is what sets people apparently apart
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last

Posted on August 25, 2016 by jaybeasley2

Resisting a need to move when it is

Really needed and it feels like there is a

Great deal of resistance to the needs that i

Have regarding interaction with other people.

I am from now on, going to claim the activity

I think is right for me. I cannot always

Expect that what you want to do has anything to

Do with me and what I want. I believe that you

Want me here but I have to go ahead and move

Around and get a bunch done in order to be on

top of my game. You have a preference to

sit on the couch and watch movies but I would

rather be out walking around all night long

instead and that is just as ridiculous because

we need variety to happen and we have only got

so many different chances and opportunities to

keep on doing this. If you want to find me I

will be there for you but if you want to stay close

we will need to put some effort into understanding

each other unless you would rather get a bad

time into motivating you into getting this time with me

all straightened out

 

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