Dreamgirl

Saw her in my dreams
In the flesh I couldn’t fathom
As real as it could feel I can only imagine
I needed more so I dreamt on
And on
Prayed before I laid
I hope I’d see her again
Night turned into day
Too soon
Day dreaming just wasn’t the same
So I smiled as the moon came
Journey through the pillow
Wishing it would bring me closer
How could I want her?
She came to me in my dreams only once
What an obsession
How its got me pressing
Anxious now I can’t sleep
She’s not real, how could I be in this deep?
Bring her to life.
I swore if I saw her
She’d change my sight
To see things clearer is what I long for
She’s what I’m preparing my
Mind, Body and spirit for.

The Fitting

From my back I’ll be lifting
SO when I’m drifting into the sea of uncertainty
My core is strong with no shifting
Of my ideals because my propensity of inequity
Is as inevitable as the intensity of evil I see
Upon the horizon of great change of bigger and better thangs
If I remain the same, or came up lame even when the challenge remained
I’d regret allowing the net of fowler’s snare
Create this despair with no repair
So as inevitable as my blank stare lingers
When taking heed is on the end of my fingers
I’d call on the ringer of all ringers
To shake the man in the mirror
To make things just a little bit clearer
But still I fear her
This beautiful yet unknown future
Will I suit her?
Or will she spit me out
I could say I knew her
But what good does it do to have seen the light
If I don’t follow it, how can I take flight
Remiss this plight I feel we now find alright
Because its ours, you don’t have to stay in your mess
Increasingly sleeping on a present situation
You wonder why your blessing is swept
Under the rug because its you that slept
Off the path, its not that you’re inept
You fret because you’re afraid to take that first step
So increasingly I change my propensity to slack
Taking more then one step back to see the things I lack
For if I can address this broken record
And not listen to this played out track
Keep my mind, soul and body intact
I’ll meet this horizon of great change
And rearrange my blank page
Lay down this rage,
Release my soul from this cage
Pour it out like the water of a cascade
Til then I’ll be lifting
Because in this sea of uncertainty
They’ll inevitably be shifting
Rest assured they’ll be twisting
But from this comes the triumph of the fitting.