Sunday, February 22, 2009

She asked me

My ex-girl asked me what I have been doing all this time. And where have I been?
I replied writing, working wishing and wondering
She said what does that mean, you wishing on a star?
I said naw I’m writing, writing my life, what I see hear and feel
I’m working, working, on myself and the betterment of me as a man
And I’m wishing, wishing wellness upon every female I have ever hurt in anyway
I give you my blessings and apologies in every way
Do you accept?... Wait, wait! Keep that to yourself
That’s a feeling that’s not ready to be felt
No matter what the reply is, I just want you to know
I truly am sorry for not being what “That guy is”
You know the guy you are seeking or may already have
I probably blew it by creeping, but that was my past
And I sit back and laugh now, when I see my brother acting like I used to
So I stopped and passed down; my knowledge to him, that bruised you
I refuse to; watch him follow in my foot steps
And lose who? I don’t know; but she could be his one
I can’t choose you! I had my chance and I’m not the one
Then she told me I forgot one, I said what
She said wondering.
I told her I was wondering, wondering why I’m on the phone with her
And not the one I’m with, I gotta go thanks a bunch
Thanks for helping me realize that change has come and for the advice.
I know you’re my ex and my friend but, this relationship I can’t sacrifice.
Now I'm on to my next friend, my new best friend and my one I can't sacrifice.

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Wade "NightWriter" Townsend II

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Hateful Roommates



How did we go from a happy romance to hateful roommates


Let me explain with a rhyming timeline


We went from growing up together to developing a marriage


I’ll truly cherish this big moment in my life


But who knew we would inherit the bad side of things


Started out good, sending premarital late night texts


To ten years of marriage with kids


Marking our calendars for when the sex is


Ending all of our calls, on a sweet I love you note


Now it’s a race to get off the phone, Followed by “goodbye, wait…Hello?”


So now we end calls with no goodbyes?


What happened to the baby I miss you, I love you, and all the sighs


I packed on a few pounds, now you playing my size


I used to look forward to seeing you


Now I can’t wait to say goodbye…


I’m off to work; my supposedly late nights


You off to church; to supposedly get right


But I done road past the church and guess what?


No silver eclipse in site


And I come from work and you ready to fight


Yelling, “WHAT BITCH YOU FUCKING!”, because you smell like…Sweet warm embraces


Now the grip is loosening up, shit just don’t feel right


Now everyday where drifting further apart


You were my love, my soul, my heart


Damn this just doesn’t make sense. I can’t believe I just used you in past tense


The fire that started us, is burning us apart


Pull it out slowly, this knife I speak of in my heart


We went from making a loving eye contact


To scowling stares


Two matching hearts, are now divided into separate pairs


Now you sleep up, and I sleep down stairs


But I’m fed up and I’m ready to go shid


I would have been left yo ass if it wasn’t for the kids!



Wade "NightWriter" Townsend II
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Thursday, February 5, 2009

Stain on my mind

What does it mean when I can’t get you out of my dreams and you’re a permanent stain on my mind?
Images of you flash across my face like windshield wipers
Until I cant take itSo I close my eyes
But that doesn’t work
I try to sleep through it (3xs)
But I keep awakening
These dreams aren’t nightmares
So why do I wake up in a cold sweats
I haven’t really got a full nights rest, ever since the day I left

What does it mean when I can’t get you out of my dreams and you’re a permanent stain on my mind?
You’ve made an impact on meYou inspire me to try hard, when I’m discouraged
Never letting me put my head down, when I feel flustered
Filling me with courage and confidence
In my mind you’ve placed a monument
An area of interest of your great significance and natural beauty
Erected in your memory

What does it mean when I can’t get you out of my dreams and you’re a permanent stain on my mind?
You’re permanent like a sharpie on paper
And tattoos to skin
Your name is imbedded in my mind
And deep with in… my heart
I now realize I’m in LOVEAnd this is what GOD has handed me
But I feel like what we have is permanent
So our love is branded till eternityI know we have a little distance between us
But we could never let that get between us
Because you will return to me

What does it mean when I can’t get you out of my dreams and you’re a permanent stain on my mind?
It means that LOVE has been foundAnd I no longer need to search and find…LOVE

Wade "NightWriter" Townsend II