jaybeasley2

You have a chance.
Every day,
Once a day you have a chance,
A chance to give some one a happy feeling
Just one time
That one day
It might mean everything…
And every day
You have a chance
At least once a day,
You have that chance,
To give your self a present
You must give yourself that permission
You must give yourself the present

Reaching up to the sky
Effected by the sound of life
Voices of all nature getting louder in my ears
Easy attention on every motion that occurs
Like a young owl learning what senses are
after taking a break to cherish the day
Together with that experience as if breathing for the first time
In case this time needs to be kind to you
Off the charts what happened to you is so true
Nowadays being scared is the new normal
Define you by your own standards and beliefs
And remember to be yourself to
yourself because people will want to distract
Life lines from completing the path till the end
Including those who are supposedly on your side
Getting it Right means staying strong within and
Having the ability to help others and your own mind
To accomplish all that your fire is driven to

vital to us moving together
is knowing where the other person is
taken by the hand, what will happen next
after today i can dance whenever i want to
like a star in the sky i shine as long as i can
connected to these energies all around
on top of the roof and under the basement
minds that are seperate but one complete unit
playing with reality like an air hockey game
observing all of the ripples in the pool
near the spot that means the most to me
enduring the loss of thinking ability
need the nerves to finally unwind
three words i will give you tonight

Awake and suffering

Blazing through the hellfire

Drinking my poison

Awareness at the edge of  reason

Making a path between the flames

Betrayed by the army I served

Wishing that my name was not

Printed on the wall of my prison cell

Finding the days full of

Fuel for the horizon desired

Scars seem like beautiful marks of love

Compared to the twisting my brain endures

And the ghosts come visit at every opportunity

Knowing that I live

Not a devil on one shoulder and

An angel on the other

They both look like demons to me

But I am not dead I am

Only just a few steps ahead

Of the blast radius of

This year’s dooming number

And the moon is the pretty face

Tempting me again

And I have a picture of my love

In my pocket

waste a day and wait again with you
after we stay down and don’t forget
sometimes to wait and sit aware while you
take a moment to be
every place you want to see
across the hours
needing just the company of someone who
only wants to sit here
take a minute to do exactly nothing
hope and future having a silent conversation
empty as a pen that doesn’t write anymore
reminded of an empty page on a legal pad
during the time here we
await and are more at a new level of awareness
you finally know just what to say

placed on the back of a
rotting ship going down then
over time you see what your options are
very aware of the end result
if you decide to do nothing or
do what it is you have to
either make a plan to try and escape the fate
doing a choice in the direction
after facing what options exist while you
stay away from going underwater
sharks will let you know if they have
interest in your scent
so make a conclusion as
the progress will be calculated in measurements
after the level rises
none of your chances come without consequences
carried by the heat of
every thought of impending death

All at one time

Under the moon

Simple little flowers in bloom

A picture of purple reflection

When there are a few of the stars

Making just enough peek through

The hurt of a body weighed out of the

Past purpose of a demonstration of

The love and comfort so needed

But when a decision makes the gift known

The sedation comes so clear

If I can ask you a question

Where can we end up tonight my dear

below the surface the love just waits
ending a need to know if you even
can get the mindset that the warrior lives
after crossing the line between two tribes
unless you keep in mind where you are aiming for
shifting masks through the mission won’t be as easy
eventually people face that side of themselves
while these times go by
how much can you concentrate on what
you knew the week would end like
never let your guard down again
on occasion meeting defeat but not dispair
there is no brakes in this beast anymore

defeat is something which
even the strongest must face
not one person is really exempt
inner calm takes over
easy sips and long looks
drink deep of the river of time
and do not let others tell you how to group it together
for then you have lost the fight
find out how far you have come
exit sign for the season has lit up
can you look out your life’s window and remember
the problems others face are thier own
include both dark and light in all your choices
otherwise you may skip over
needed lessons