Swing Back

a lot changed in this past year.

i lost a lot but im still here.

on 2 feet i stand half  broken

most of the pain remain unspoken.

my kids are my only form of sanity.

everything takes away the man i can be.

death and loss swing with hands of stone.

i would never have made it all alone. 

crushing my brain with every blow.

i try to replay the lessons i know.

chin tucked, elbows bent, hands up high.

the  most painful is the question of "why?"

the answer might be never revealed.

everyday is starting to lose its warm appeal. 

Talk vs. Walk

I was caught flat footed facing the other way.
Just floating through the waves we all ride everyday.
crashing may be the worst way to change direction.
Sometimes its the only way to dissect our own reflection.
Take the time to tune the mind way better than before.
Embrace the first faces u saw knocking at your door.
Mend, grow, reflect, be humbled; we are not machines.
Realize between your eyes lies powers rarely seen.
Adapt and overcome as long as the spirit remains unbroken.
Get up quick, change your path. Strength is rarely SPOKEN.
Excuses are useless just as life is constant change.
Actions must be taken because words wash away in rain.
As long as I am vertical and my heart stays on beat.
I am evolution in the flesh, my mission is not complete.
~ceL
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