redeem controlling

Posted on November 16, 2017 by jaybeasley2
repeat myself or just know to
enter the room and gauge things before
doing an activity or starting a conversation
empty rooms are sometimes a relief and
every hour is
marked by pain i do not define
could be my heart but i
only can compare if it was something i felt before
not once have the hurt you caused
taken a moment of your time to make you stop and think
return to the past is nothing you would consider
originally you were the most helpful sort
like a vacation received in surprise that
lets me know how little caring is there
inside the morning the world smiles back because
nothing can bring me down anymore
gifts and time that are not even asked for
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building attention

Posted on November 14, 2017 by jaybeasley2
behind my eyes i saw
until i wanted to really know
it was when she took my shirt
letting me know it would never be mine
definitely surprised when she asked me
if i would give her my everything and i
never should give that to her again
gave her my ring that i had purchased
and knew i would never get it back
then i achieved a place for us
to live and her design for a room was good
every time i caved in
never insulted her or put her down once
then in return i get treated like
i should smile
only when i have seen through it all
nobody sees me like her sky does
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resist operator

Posted on November 12, 2017 by jaybeasley2
red in the air as our
empty times shine and we
show the sky our faces and our smiles
indigo drapes over the trees as we
sit and show a few good moments to the breeze
talk about how the water sounds feel
open the jacket and observe the birds
pick up a rock and throw it for no reason
each end of the day sits like this
run down the hill and jump in the water
ask for one more can to drink
then watch that sun go on down
off in the distant hills the moon rises slow
right now could last forever and we would not mind
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assume positivity

Posted on November 11, 2017 by jaybeasley2
as the world is
sometimes seems the only view you
see is usually from the
underside of a tire
mornings often start with an
endurance test of memories of last night
putting on clothes and a smile and going
out into the world
sort of feels like torture
in my face
tiny minutes fight its way
in and seems like hours once again
veins of pain grow deep in my brain
if i take a bit to just breathe and try to think
then i recall just how lucky i am
you are in my life so everything will be alright
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dismay leaning

Posted on November 9, 2017 by jaybeasley2
do not make a path
in the way of someone else’s future
some of our best choices
may find a way to become our worst mistakes
across the years you have to find out
young and old we all have very similar
lessons to learn from the errors more than trials
eventually you take your wisdom when
another person makes the bad day better
now you see once again
it may be the early bird that gets the worm
nobody warned you that the second mouse
gets the cheese in the trap
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exit

Posted on November 8, 2017 by jaybeasley2

make a new path
in the way of finding a good thing
now is just the showing
of each new direction
right in time for the next wave
place the doubt far away
and let yourself know
carry on to the last week
ending the years of displacement

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distance preferences

Posted on November 4, 2017 by jaybeasley2
don’t question the wind
it cannot tell you why it choose this way
stay away from stopping the river
toward a point of joining friends is all it has
always beware of trying to protect from snow
nothing but covered ground is safe from gravity
careful with lightning too
even if it know you it may not recognize you
perhaps you also have a friend who
really moves unrecognizingly fast
ending the past far from the future
for each time you go out
every day is different
right now you do not know if you will become less tired
empty your mind
needing this time
coming full circle
ending that reinvented itself
sometimes should come to pass
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am

Posted on November 2, 2017 by jaybeasley2

I am an idiot and I love you

I am stupid and I love you

I am ridiculous and I love you

I am a genius and I love you

and I am amazing and I love you

I cannot tell you I love you

I am living with you and I cannot tell you

we are in a relationship and

I cannot tell you I love you

we are boyfriend and girlfriend and I cannot tell you

but I love you

and I wonder who has been in

the place where I am?

 

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peace

Posted on October 30, 2017 by jaybeasley2

ART touches that

part of us

that exists above

the struggle for

survival and beyond

human reason.

Art and beauty

have the ability

to nourish and

refine our souls…

They not only

bring pleasure, but

also profoundly elevate

our hearts and minds.

When touched by

beauty and art,

we place a

higher value on

life and all creation.

The ugliness of

destructive behavior becomes

apparent and loses

its appeal.

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this

Posted on October 28, 2017 by jaybeasley2

Will you wake up? There are enough
People who are walking around as if in a
Dream. Eyes open but still numb and
Unable to give you a reaction without running
It… through the filter of a worn down brain that
Can no longer see what it is like to get outside
Of themselves and observe what that is like.
When someone comes face to face with how
Much they live in a haze and are not aware of
The wonder of the world when the mind and spirit
Are fully realized, the change in how you are
Treated by the world and how you treat it is
Enormous and incredible. It is possible to
Have your whole approach to the world
Changed by a single positive influence, like a
Teacher who really knew you and what to say
And sometimes you can be that teacher, and
You can be the one to inspire, you can be the
One to positively impact someone’s life who
Really needs it. Do not be the one who
Regrets not being there when it
really counted

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