R. L. Bailey's blog

What ah catch!!

Fanatics...... or is it easier said then done, to feel Agape... With out understanding everything with in the person, place or thing that holds you. Im not sure I want the answer to this uneven encounter. Because some how I know it will mess up the flow. A cold ice that burns me. I kind of gasp but, I want more...I get lost in it....... I dont have to fight to stay. Cause I know my way home. But it's so far from where i started. But closer to something Id never thought I'd find. It's therapy to me.. In the misted of..........

 YOU!

 

Welcome To The Sideshow

Lines of people beg to live, for goals that are below their means... In search of some form of higher improvement. Wait your turn to hear the list of Who's who and Who's in... So get your tickets now.... but it's not like they will never sale out. Cause you have to. I'd laugh too. Cause tears are so damn hard to come by!!!

Glued To The Table

So much to say, with so little time. I write line opon lines. But still there's a blank book in my mind. Yet ever word not said in my head defines me. While I search for me. I still write what I see. But ever word I place on my page does not belong to me.

Look for forever in the bottom of a hour glass. Where it seems that my chance has already passed. I climb to the top. Just to return back from which I came.  Buying time by tossing grain. I sing a song in my head keeping me sane. Wanting more of a meaning. Words can be medcine or posien. So I write for your health. While the blank pages in my hour glass I keep for my self.

I want to say I love you from the top of my lungs..( But Im afraid someone else will hear me!!!!)

I'm saying good bye to hiphop.... You will always be my first love.

I'm saying good bye to the whole idea for drugs and thugs.

Im saying good bye to oversized jeans.

Im saying good bye to that; I want to be famous nightmare..... fueled by my freestyle dreams.

I layed down that bullet proof vest, while I watch the rest follow this auto tune quest.

At best you was what I needed.  Looking back it was just a lie.

That every label tells... To emtpy your pockets while they block your eye.

So to this uneven game where the odds are all on one side... I must say good bye!!!

 

 

3 and a half years....

I over heard someone say the other day. "Be not foolish as the temporary kings of the mountain top!!" Hearing this put me at a stand still. I had to think and stop. In my mind; I judge my self inside of my mental mirror. Where the object are futher then they apper. I will not sit to the side and vear. I will finish what I was put here for. For this war has just started. I am king like Martin. Knowing that this reign will cause for drama. I go head first like Obama. For my shine is not block from the sun. Cause my shine it comes from the Son. Let me circle back I know allot of people just fell out of this run. So remember the face dont forget the name. Ill be forever in the mix. Till the beast is tamed. BANG!!!!!!!!!!

Just Asking

If I told you I was sorry, would you think I did you wrong?

 

If I hummed you a melody, could you find words to our song?....

If I gave you love, could you give love back?....

Does a kiss mean the world to you? Or is a kiss just that?....

Is there a time when I'm just not enough? Is there and allotted time to say it's ok to be in love? Can you see me smile when we wake in the morning?  And if so, does that show you I care? Can you feel me while you sleep, running my fingers threw your hair?....

Are there times when you turn over in bed thinking that I'm there?....

But Im no were to be found. Yet my smell lingers in the air.....

Did you know I get chills just from the way the sun light makes your eyes glair?  Now ask me if we have more good times or bad. And I'll tell you on both ends of this emotional roller coaster which day was better I dare not compare. Cause I would chose them all as long as you're near. As cheesy as it sound and I know some may call me a fool. But who cares cause threw it all by and by. I want you to know what I say is true.  And I really hope that you do.  That I don't care for white Pickett fences or a love that is traditional. Just know that when I tell you I love you. Without saying, I hope you know that it is unconditional. ....

Doc there's a hole where something was!!!!

Im becoming so ungreatful, to the point it's not becoming. Time got me running, cause it feels like Im almost out of it. Thoughts got my mind blown like a old set of speakers. I am a new creature. I look a little older but with the same facial features. Where my mind swims in hell, but my heart is buried closer to Topeka. Belivers don't lose sight of your dream. Took me 27years to recogize a Queen. And the first 25 was dusting off the schems. Funny how we find ways to adapt to live for what its worth. Just know  that the home sick won't find what they want. Till they overstand they're not from earth.

The long drive home

As I smash my head agaisnt the dash. I crashed, chasing the ghost of a real thing. But I keep going. Cause at this point it would be just smart to stop. Scared from been stuck between two hard places with a rock slamed on top. With no way out im forced to look down. While I scan for the strait and narrow. Still living among the half died. Six feet above ground.

Shea Butter Lover

Skin soft like cotton. With the smell of vanilla in her hair. With a half cocked smile and devilish glare; she danced. She danced away all the issues that would be waiting after the song ended. For a quick buck and a fictional mind fuck men were befriended. Not one caught her eye never was she tempted to defalsify the fantasies for more then the time allotted alone. She'd scream she'd moan oh she turned you on. But you cant take her home. She is everything you wish you could have without everything that she really is. And you are treated like Don Juan till your pocket come up with lent. Miss pretty Shea Butter lover. With a sign on her back that says hands free love for rent.

As the cheek turns

I stepped away from the only thing I knew was sure, just to taste what I could not endure. I found friends that I never knew were there, and learn allot about the ones that said they care. But I’m still here, with a crooked smile. As I express amusement thought the pain the tear I shed are made for crocodiles. Back stroking up a dry river in the middle of the sand. Doing laps on the track where I almost died. So far in the horizon I watch the rabbit break his stride. But I dare not laugh. Because my heart cannot find joy in the first been last; so I let him pass. As I slip in to another day mare, were my nights dream are just safety from the thoughts I remembered last. Lyrically definite  in every word I write. So my words are my mountain I stand tall a pound . So I am that midget that see way beyond the giants site. I did not come here to fight. Nor make peace. As we commune with Benedict Arnold and Judas at Uncle Toms fest. This is my release.