Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Too torn

Too torn apart
From feeling of ready to committ
My love is no loan shark
Lost in the wilderness with the dark
Nor do I want it back
You Forman Grilled my heart to start
With love
You will deal with that
I don't feel the love
But ever so quickly I'm attached
God gave if'th forsight into those hearts that actually
have pain from bleeding
Hence why I stay and exclude the choice to leave
But if I'm never around your love
How is it your love will find me
I'm torn

William K. Butler

Monday, November 21, 2011

Love is Vision deferred

Catch me if you can
Tho it is not your priority
Id like you to
See my earth, my roots
Where I really derive from
These colors may seem black and white
Take off the 4d glasses
My lifestyle is less mysterious that way
All matters will bear my integrity
Accept my actions for they will always speak truth for me

William K. Butler

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Confused tactics

is it me
where do i begin
from the back front
or the front of the back
you are your only survival tactic
Believe your own actions
That will be your belief
You can not believe when there is no room
I begin everything with hostility
Where is the purpose

William K. Butler

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Dreams are infinite

Great memories are stories forever told
Never recited without the true when's, where's and how
The bond shared is never forgotten
But broken
Then there are people who seem to linger in your soul
Bound by natural intuition
Keep them close
For they may help with your understanding of life itself
From there, this process will repeat
And only positive motions will vibrate your direction

William K. Butler

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

BABY STEPS

A couple crawls forward
I feel I can stand now
But I fall in doubt daily how
Next attempt is sacraficial
You learn how to walk and not crawl
Your eyes are on the prize
Bu that's not how life works
I have to think about it before the light works
Patience before gratitude thats the light work.
Possibly
I should make my own philosophy
Then where is the growth
Let me congregate my thoughts...

Friday, November 4, 2011

More motivation

Stranded for hunger
While the struggle is dying
Forfeited the idea of no hope.
Take the baby steps before i grow old
My future could never be read from my pawm
My optimism is my success, i regret being told no i couldnt
No he wouldnt
I am more than welcoming the challenge
Im thirsty for it
I will always be in my process