Quick!

QUICK!~

Drop the pipe

And pick up a pen

Keep smokin’ that shit

And you’re never going to win

 

This poem I’m writing is

Specially for you

Cause I’m prayin about

What in the hell you are gonna do

 

I hope you’ll do the same

If I end up on the street

Drinkin and partyin

Not caring the path on my feet

 

Word around here is

Not very good

You’re foolin’ no one

Playing around in the hood

 

Silly silly you

Thinkin you could “party in peace”

Cause people been “Peepin you”

Since your release

 

I’m only writing this

Because YES I still care

That someday we’ll find you

Dead somewhere

 

The very same thing

They’ve worried bout me

Because of “The Bottle”

That I could never let be

 

I could be “one cocktail away

From a life-sentence”

Even after all these years

Of incarceration and penance

 

Please try to party

Enjoying moderation

Lest you come back here

For an extended vacation

 

Michelle

 

 

If the stars all fell

If the stars all fell

Would you hold my hand

Assuring me that I’m safe

With a gentle firm command

 

If the stars all twinkled

Could we laugh and dance

Enjoying each other

While taking this chance

 

If the stars all shown

Simply clear and bright

Would you cuddle and love me

All through the night

 

If the stars disappeared

Behind dark clouds in the sky

Could we just kiss and make love

Until the storm passed

 

I’d give all that I have

Which isn’t much

To just gaze at a star with you

And feel your tender touch

I’m just missing you so awfully bad

And wishing the stars might shine on us

 

Michelle

If I could give you

If I could give you

The moon in my hand

It would come with a home

And a nice piece of land

 

If I could give you

All the stars in my hand

It would come with my love and best wishes

More than the earth’s grain of sand

 

If I could give you

My heart in my hand

It would probably come in the form

Of a simple gold band

 

Not the kind that says

“Till death do us part”

Just the simple kind that promises

A fresh beautiful start

 

But now please forgive me

Because I have nothing in hand

But a will and desire to try for “A LIFE”

While patiently beside you I stand

 

Michelle

Change

This is the change… I needed a change

 

Too falsely happy to see the light.

In too dark of a place to know what was right

 

When I first walked in it was so dark and so cold

A dead end turn brought to life

My way of living was not a life

It was a pattern a behavior when I had given up strife

 

No door-knob to turn, no light switch to flip

Had all I’d been doing really led up to this

 

I cried for days, shuttered at the rules

Only to realize the world must do something

With those who have become their own fool

 

In a place of gloom, where one finds negativity room after room

 

One door I enter every Monday night

Turns on my heart and mind like a beacon in the night

 

Now everyday I use my new journal

To record my new life!

 

Someone else’s actions reflect constructive thought

One can carry on!!

 

Thanks so much for your time and your belief in us!

 

Write On , Write ON!!!

Smile

Something as simple

As a person’s smile

Can get you through a rough patch

-or worse-for a while.

 

Just a gleam in your eye

And a flash of your teeth

A small curve of your ips

For all that you greet.

 

It can mean so much

To a person in passing

I’s even save some lives,

Some–to the point of everlasting.

 

So please make the effort

To share a kind smile

As it pulls so many of us through

That last often trying mile.

 

Michelle

Thoughts before nap time

 

 

Looking

Looking though the glass I wonder who she is

I study her face her eyes almost feline

She is the definition of beauty but she doesn’t know

Dark painted guilty uneasy

So beaten so broken from living fast

A super glues shattered soul

Her only bright spot is also her darkest memory

Good-bye nature a heart so pure

Consumed by a world so evil

Pain Shame Guilt things she struggles with each day

So lost so distant so confused she finds ways to take the pain away

Another day another dollar her bankroll

Were getting big but her self-esteem smaller?

Another line another puff

Realizing nothing is ever enough

Another obstacle another wall

Another day of feeling small

She is deep in her addiction

Rock bottom as they say

She leaves the glass pushing me away

Came back Come back God send her back to me

As I fall to my knees

I just realized the nature of the disease

That glass is the mirror and that girl is me

 

Tanya Rego

“Time” For Another Nap

It’s harder and harder to find myself

As each day goes by

Lost in my own wilderness

And I’m not sure why

I attain to conquer

But all I find is sleep

Addicted to my dreams

My issues – still piling in a heap

As each day goes by

Lost, I sit and stare

Thinking of the future ~ after all this?

Buyer beware

Too tired to “try”

And to tired to think

I’ve become “one” with my bed

And my mind’s on the brink

To “conquer and achieve” is

What I once lived for

Now it’s to drift on another dream

~Question the realm behind each door

Why bother to wake

To this sad weary place

Just a shell of myself

My will? Barely a trace

The goal is to thrive

When behind these walls

Decay of the mind

Comes after too many repeated falls

Year after year now

And still more beauty sleep

When will it ever end?

How? For prosperity will I reap?

More and more sleep

To get away from myself

Easier to cope

With my heart on a shelf

“Open thine eyes

And be satisfied with bread”

It’s in the proverbs (20:13 proverbs)

Which I’ve recently read

“Love Not Sleep” it says

“Lest thou come to poverty”

Proof ~ that what I’m doing to myself

Is total robbery?

If I could just wake up and “do this…”

But it’s always tomorrow

Knowledge of this ~ plus the “yesterdays”

Only compound more sorrow

Can’t wait to cover up

And get lost in a dream

Another moment here awake

And I’ll surely begin to scream

So back to my dreams

To escape this wretched place

To partake in another “story”

Out there in foggy space

So many other places

Out there to be found

Challenges to conquer

While I sleep safe and sound.

Michelle Najanicle

Sept 20, 20

*”Addicted to my Dreams”

Because it’s the only way, really to

spend time with my daughter and or my Mom.

My dreams are my only way to still have a family!