Victoria's Secret might be
an extra expense for her,
but it really doesn't matter
to me,
she's more real,
sexier than any catalog picture,
can always give me the business,
I don't care.

I am
     the only wall you will ever need

                                                    Stop hiding
                                                   Stop fighting
                             against the wrongs you have committed
                               things you wish could remain hidden

Shame is just a mask
Guilt a hidden dagger
         stabbing you again and again
                   never letting you get better

The beauty of grace
is you don't have to be afraid
Mercy new every morning
I've taken your cloak of shame

                                        You can hide behind me
                                    because grace is an ocean and
                                   I've already stopped the storm

When everyone says,
                               "be perfect"
My outstretched arms say,
                               "I already am"

When you hide behind a wall
a construct of your own two hands
You limit a grace that is greater

           Shut everyone out
                           box yourself in

It's not about what you can do
            
                                         It's about what I've done  

I'm tearing down your walls
because I'm the only one
you need

"Do this. Do that."
I ain't nobody's slave.
I ain't tryna sell dope to some young chicks along the road.
I ain't done nothing wrong.
Whatcha tryna tell me?
That this stress atop my head,
Be going nuts within my mind.
Throwing dots up in the air,
Frustrations nearing my lair.

Three jobs, seven cats,
crooked glasses, and wet hair.
*(I know you want me.)

Feel too much

and
if you find folly in those
freeloading fascist hacks
who tell you to write prose
or shoot photography,
tell them to take notes
      -a mental picture-
because you're headed off to the heart;
Taking back roads through
the bile of memory
to touch what it might just mean
to be.
Journalists content to watch.
Sojourners just might find.
A poet will be your guide.

Feel too much.