No Strings Attached...

So...
Here we are- no strings attached right?
No regrets?
Ending where we met
Just a few things...
Remember to forget
All that was never spoken
But how it was always felt

To erase "this"
Should we have walked backwards
So we can move forward?
I mean, don't get me wrong because
There aren't any strings attached -right?
Can we let this day turn to night
So we don't have to see good-bye?

How strange this feels...
Tomorrow how do I deal
With the empty space
That once held your face
Do we just drop a dime
And say thanks for the time?

Why do you smile
While I'm desperately trying to
Unweave you from my heart
That's slowly dying

We knew it would end
But how do we leave when
I was just about to begin
To tell you I love you
With all that I am and everything that you are
Because you and I just don't equal apart

No strings attached right?
Then why can't we let go?...

© Alya Landry 2008

Broke

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Tired of struggling
Tired of wondering and not knowing
If my lights, gas and phone will be on
When I get home

Tired of living pay check to pay check
I have to shrug my shoulders just to keep
The collectors from breathing down my neck

O pay check I work hard for you
Don't you know my rent is due?
All these dips in my pocket
Like I some kind of “31 Flavors”
I'm struggling with embarrassment
Not to borrow sugar from my neighbor

Robbing Peter to pay Paul
When I still owe my
Brother, sister and Mama!
Feel me, y’all?

Working over time just to breathe
My ends have to get a running start
Just to try and meet

Like a tight rope walker
I want my checking account to
Have balance
I want to go into the store- not
Just walk by and glance

I want to have enough to give to others
And finally pay back my

brother, sister and mother

Don’t get me wrong
I ain’t striving for riches
I got the necessities;
I just want some of the wishes

© Alya Landry 2008

Fight, Battle and Struggle

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Here lies my fight, battle and struggle
My inner conflict of heart;
Trying to fight off the temptation to do wrong
But the desire like glue holds on

I try to break away and apart
From this stain of worthlessness;
Instead I swing on shadows in the dark
I'm adding, but the sum of my life
Doesn't make sense

I see a way out
But this temptation that taps on me like shoes
Causes me to doubt
So my anticipation to move forward
Is halted by reservation

Do I give up and stop trying to attain
A peace of mind and in it remain
This struggle and this fight
Forever pushing and pulling
On me when my direction is right

…Am I weak?
Because air seems hard to breathe...
I have grown tired and weary
Trying not to fall into the hole of self-pity.
Reminders of a dismal past
Now reflects through sin's glass

I am ashamed to look and to read
Passages of haunting memories that
Like a criminal can be traced back to me
I am tried and convicted
My life's choices is the only needed evidence
Fight, battle and struggle
My sentence

© Alya Landry 2008