jaybeasley2

daring and brave and just showing the ways
ending the hesitation and just
testing those waters before diving in and
every day will now be once again my friend
risking my future by being
more of a great person than ever because
it is the time in my life to fix things and do it right
nothing will be the same after this
inspired to be the change you want to see but
nearly broke myself years ago
growling about the past is useless like
fixing a painting you are just going to paint over
accessing the part of the brain that is reprogrammed
chapters of a book written but not released
take shape in the small area assigned to it
only when a levitating picture comes through can a
realization hit my mind’s eye

And then it happens
Walking outside
Feeling the charcoal
The smell like fire and I begin burning
Like I am in a living hell where at one time
I try to follow instinct and dodge
The horror around
But not all people have to
Not all people want to
The pain of souls
The heat we all feel
The pain of the stressed minds
The ache of confusion in interaction
The fear and anxiety
Which will complete every day
Willpower dies when
Everyone has to think before they act
We will get through this
But death is a polite friend so close
We all fry under the heat
Of this future of incredible selfishness
And those who are kind
Burn the most

There is a time before
This current experience where a
Few lasting events come back to you
And the ending of an era when we
Were all having a life changing
Experience at least once a day and the
Only time we were alone was when we
chose to be. It was an action packed time
Full of fun and adventure when all of the
Best times were piled one on top of the
other like a stack of pancakes or layered
when the great times happen like many
blankets laid upon the bed. When you are in
those years it can speed by so appreciating it
when it is happening is a vital component and
this is not something you want to look back on
and wish you had done. Listening to people
who didn’t appreciate what they had can
remind you of the need to be in the moment
and aware as these times become more
obvious when it counts, and after you
missed the chance to grasp the moment it is
Regrettable. You only get so many chances to
grab an opportunity, do not hesitate

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