Thursday, October 30, 2014
Sunday, October 26, 2014
Why Life Hurts !
Life will break you.
Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning.
You have to love.
You have to feel.
It is the reason you are here on earth.
You are here to risk your heart.
You are here to be swallowed up.
And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness.
Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
-LE
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Euphoric Nights By Bo-Edward Lawrence
I just want to make love to you
In the back seat swearing like an athlete
Seat back
Listening to party next door
Sipping Henny please god no more no more
don't let the tree hit the floor
These sins that can turn a good girl into whore
Sins that she'll later pay for
The Love Plant By Bo-Edward Lawrence
I break down my love,
Roll it up,
And watch as what once was romantic turns into ashes.
Inhale the memories while I exhale the pain.
You smile with laughter when the smoke hits your chest.
Because you begin to realize the same emotions that made you fall in love are the same ones that break you.
But the pain feels cold like a lustful bliss
That I missed, maybe even regret that I fell in love with winter!
The most coldest season.
The smoke depicts memories that hold so much happiness for unspoken reasons.
Heartbreak never seems to ever break even.
If it was meant to be than the door would never have been an option. . .
I used to think the worst thing in life was to end up all alone.
It's not.
The worst thing in life is to end up with people that make you feel all alone.
It's not.
The worst thing in life is to end up with people that make you feel all alone.
And now, The Winter is coming !
-Bo-Edward Lawrence
Quote of the Day! by Bo-Edward Lawrence
"Don't Ever Chase Love, because love likes long walks in the park" -Bo-Edward Lawrence
My Body Is Not Your Temple By Bo-Edward Lawrence
"Lips that conceive lies,
With a breath that reeks of regret.
Makes me realize why your teeth shows gaps of faith and crooked promises and hopes.
Your a mouthful of pessimism
That makes me choke !
My chest and ribs become compressed because my stomach can't understand or process
that you ain't shit but a thigh away from being alone,
A leg away from depression,
And a toe away from death"
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
My Suicide Note by Bo-Edward Lawrence
My Suicide Note
You know i never thought i would be alive long enough to write this poem.
Witnessing God in my dreams, talking to me
I didn't want to wake up. I was having a much better time asleep.
As sad as that sounds.
It was almost like a reverse nightmare,
usually when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved.
I woke up into a nightmare.
I woke up to the sounds of my knuckles knocking on the devils gate.
I am not his advocate..
God forgive me for my sins.
My angel wings have been burned off my aching skeleton
The pain i feel is more traumatizing and genuine as if i was a war veteran
sleep is the cousin of death and suicide is its closest relative
This cold barrel to my dome, never made me afraid but for some reason i feel like I’m going home.
God, I’m coming home
They say every second, minute, and hour of the day you write your future, your story.
There were many times i wished i could tear out some of the pages, but instead i always feel like burning the entire book.
its all bad!
The entire world is against me.
Can someone. .
Tell my mother that she is the kindest angel i have ever known
and my father, thank you for teaching me how to be a man.
Tell them I’m sorry that this life lesson doesn’t feel like a blessing but instead like a curse.
Tell the reporters that i was never into drugs or a criminal
just make sure they don’t sell me to the world as a bad person.
I raise home to my head and put it next to my temple
and i reflect . . . .
The easiest thing in life is to quit. The hardest thing in life is to live.
Just to know that all my pain, all my hurt can end with a pull of a trigger. .
I want my death to be beautiful, i want my death to be meaningful. would it be considered beautiful if i scattered my brains on this windshield as my old thoughts create a Picasso.
I don’t want to be the man that nobody knows until he commits suicide, and then everyone had a class with him.
Sometimes home isn’t the answer, sometimes running away isn’t the right thing to do.
I want to be known as the one who stared down the barrel of a gun and found enough beauty to look away.
and live. . .
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Friday, March 14, 2014
Friday, January 31, 2014
Sunday, January 5, 2014
Spoken Word at Gospel Choir event. Check it out
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Sorry for my absence
I've been working hard in school, but now I'm back. I apologize for not posting for awhile!
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Silly Boy by Bo-Edward Lawrence
When you smile
It's ever so Divine
Your smile brings light,
like all the stage lights focused on you tonight!
like all the stage lights focused on you tonight!
When you speak
to me and the melody plays
Singing songs of beauty and love
Like doves filled with happiness when release from their
cage.
I know!
Angels have gifted me with a sight of wonders
That is granted maybe once every decade.
But I see you sitting,
Staring,
Legs folded hands lying on your thighs so gracefully
And I wonder do you see me,
Or do you see that boy you always call silly.
Or maybe I'm not silly and you smile in ways you cannot
explain so you say
Silly boy to broaden the days and temptations of giving your
emotions away.
But I'm uplifted by you
Passion lies beneath your finger tips
Beauty lies beneath your skin
And love lies beneath your face
Silly girl because I lie beneath your grace
Be friendly to everyone. Those who deserve it the least need it the most.
Friday, August 17, 2012
I Am by Bo-Edward Lawrence
I am different,
from everybody else.
I see the things that your glistening eyes cannot imagine.
I with stand pain as to swords clashing and spears piercing my heart, and vacuums breaching my ribs to suck my life away, or my legs getting so weak were I can't seem to walk anymore
But you.
Your mind simply defines that as heartbreak.
Sometimes these visions that become trapped In My mind makes me flabbergasted.
Seeing a girl with a nice round personality.. makes me infatuated
See your heart telling you one thing
While your mind tells you another, making your decisions dumb and not so sharp but My heart and mind work together never apart I guess I'm just love smart
They say love can't be defined
I guess this is why I'm a poet to one day define love
Explaining the wonders of gods gift that feeble minds can not understand.
Unfortunately I can't define myself
Defining me Is like defining why Adam and Eve fell victim to the apple, or why Romeo and Juliet loved so much to the point they would have died for each other, or why god made earthquakes and hail, or why each and every human suffers from unexplained betrayal, slaves to our emotions
Trapped by our faith.
But I know
When this earth turns into dust and sand
When I can define love and life
I know I can define who I am
I know then I will become a man
I see the things that your glistening eyes cannot imagine.
I with stand pain as to swords clashing and spears piercing my heart, and vacuums breaching my ribs to suck my life away, or my legs getting so weak were I can't seem to walk anymore
But you.
Your mind simply defines that as heartbreak.
Sometimes these visions that become trapped In My mind makes me flabbergasted.
Seeing a girl with a nice round personality.. makes me infatuated
See your heart telling you one thing
While your mind tells you another, making your decisions dumb and not so sharp but My heart and mind work together never apart I guess I'm just love smart
They say love can't be defined
I guess this is why I'm a poet to one day define love
Explaining the wonders of gods gift that feeble minds can not understand.
Unfortunately I can't define myself
Defining me Is like defining why Adam and Eve fell victim to the apple, or why Romeo and Juliet loved so much to the point they would have died for each other, or why god made earthquakes and hail, or why each and every human suffers from unexplained betrayal, slaves to our emotions
Trapped by our faith.
But I know
When this earth turns into dust and sand
When I can define love and life
I know I can define who I am
I know then I will become a man
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Kiss Me by Bo-Edward Lawrence
Kiss me and you shall see stars, love me and I'll give them to you.
Even with all the money and cars.
I will give all that up, but you I can’t lose.
As I gaze past the clouds and into the night sky I know I am destined to be with you.
If you fall, I will catch you my shooting star'
- Bo-Edward Lawrence
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