My Apologies

I'd like to say that I'm sorry my love cause I haven't been giving my all lately and I understand why you hate me. I been so caught up with my ambitions and dreams that I pushed your needs behind when they should have been right next to mine. Am I asking you to forgive me for falling short on my duties? That would be the farthest from the truth and if you wanted to hold everything against me then I'll understand that to.

I still love you even though sometimes it doesn't seem like I do. I can't even explain how I feel when I cross over the threshold of our home and I see your beautiful face with all its grace asking questions about my day and helping me relax from a long day. I been a little detached lately with all the things I've let bombard my mind even when I'm with you. I can't apologize enough because I can't even imagine the emotional distress I've put you through.

For it to take a turn like this was very unexpected. To tell you that I did it all for you would be the farthest thing from the truth. I know I still need you beside me but my ego tends to override my better judgment and tells me there is no one else in this world that lives with my troubles but me. I still love and cherish you and when I'm far from home I reminisce about the day I proposed to you. My apologies for the turmoil I've put you through and I pray that once again I get lost in your eyes and end up where I belong which is right next to you.

Signed:                    

The Poet Q

Memory Lane

Looking for inspiration for this letter and thoughts of you
came to my mind, my homie from day one always pushing
me to do something better. Coming from our neighborhood
Where dudes just focus on making the chedder, mula, green or whatever you
wanna call it. On the weekend we played like alcoholics to forget
the pain of friends past vivid pictures of murders bodies chopped
up in cars, or dumped in garbage cans, memories where haunted. The
good times is always what you flaunted we planned to get of the block
and maybe make it to the league, but with time crime is what became our
intrigue. We would go to the clubs at night and act a fool we was just two
teenagers to cool for school, ups and downs heartbreaks we shared at
the same time I keep an eye on your girl you kept an eye on mine.
When my folks tripped about passed curfews, your mom would let
me crash on the couch. that’s just how tight we were. Sitting now years
later thoughts become a blur, as i see the different paths we took you
got life behind bars for being a crook, and vows with my wife i took. 
Our lives could’ve been published in a book, it would’ve been called brothers
from another mother, walking away from this pen and pad, because old
thoughts tend to smother.


By: BTT

Fragile

Fighting a fragile life with a sludge hammer
deep thoughts make for shallow tendencies, of
this i am guilty. Lock me up and throw away the
key, question mark or exclamation point. This is the
life i created often questioned but never debated, why
are the haters so silent but the most opinionated? I digress
change of pace like a lack in interest, words taken in the wrong
context i sit here staring at a wall perplexed wondering what i
should do next looking threw a concave lens when it should be
convex. Modern colors on a beautiful pallet who am i to judge
withered exterior and a hard heart that wont budge.

By: BTT

Just A Game By JCII

Ambitions of living the life like a famed Martian, from a planet out of sight. Or hoop dreams of living like jump man, a legend, and taking flight. But these mere dreams are out of reach for I can't move like a bishop nor jump like a knight. Though not alone in this world as i look to my left, to my right. I find myself on the front line of this fight. Those who strive to succeed will strive to achieve even though they are only a pawn...like me. One move at a time, no time for a mistake. One slip up on this board will decide your fate. Ever so careful, moving forward towards my goal, reaching the other side while holding on to my soul. Never forgetting where i came from as i venture down this path. To become the most powerful player is within reach, and the others will feel my wrath. But even still, reality is a bitch, that much can be seen. Because no matter how much i accomplish as a pawn...i will never be king.

By: JCII