NO MO' 13..... MO' LIVE Mik....

i am one thought running thru a thousand minds
i am all over the place.
i am nowhere.
i'm like liquor often on the lips of others
for all the wrong reasons.
that 's what he didn't know.
what he didn't know
was i didn't have another poem in me
didn't have the words to describe the fear
i felt in the moment....
the love lost in the past
the faith i could make it another day,
and like the cigarette he lit
i, too, felt packed under pressure.
i, too, felt the heat.
i, too, felt used,
to be discarded,
toss aside
when others were through..
i was burned ash
helplessly disappearing in the air...
lost and forgotten.
what he didn't know was i didn't have another
poem in me,
didn't have a song to sing,
couldn't quite find the beat..
and my feet were often too damn heavy
to feel the lift in the music to dance...
i heard a different rhythm
had grown deaf searching for the harmony
in it all..
when he heard lyrics,
i heard screams...
they say jesus wept,
but i wonder if he wept for me.......

call me thir13teen no more......

and ELM.... I LOVE YOU ALWAYS..... thanks.... for allowing me to be a simple needle and thread, to the brick and mortar (foundation and stability) you bring to my life.... what would i ever do without you and the sapling......... probably go a bit crazier............