Poetry by Joseph Clark

Poems
by Joseph Clark
Have you ever wonder why people write poems
and why do a lot of them rhyme?
I guess it’s because they have nothing to do
and just want to burn up some time.

Are the stories they tell really the truth
or just a bunch of lies?
Or is it a code that each little word
is concocted and written by spies?

Some are strange, some are funny
and others are just plain stupid,
And some are written in February
by a little dude named Cupid.

I like the ones that take me away
to a foreign place,
And the silly ones that make me laugh
and put a smile on my face.
I think we all have a special gift
that poems allow us to show.

So pick up that pen and look deep within

and let the freedom flow.


2/18/2020
by Joseph Clark
Truly this heart aches,
This laugh, smile, and jokes are fake.
If only people could, would, read this mind,
All the internal hurt, pain and anguish deep behind.
It was easier being a loser, lost behind the walls,
Than dealing with the “Free-world”, all the unknown pitfalls.
Failure hurts, it’s like deep cuts, damn they sting,
Hear I sit, pressing ignore as my phone loudly rings.
Thoughts don’t mind barging my head, each, and every day,
Wanting me, taunting me, to just give up and go away.
“Throw in the towel they’ll need it to clean,”
“If you do it fast, and right they won’t hear a scream.”
Really don’t know why I started playing this game,
Should’ve just popped the whole script, once the pills came……..


Confined
by Joseph Clark
I am chained to my past, like a dog tied to a tree.
I want to bite, chew and tear through the chain but, it’s hurts my teeth.
 I’m locked away inside my mind battling every thought that’s changes with time.
Really that’s haunted me for as long as I can remember.
 But if a tree falls without anyone around would we hear timber.
I need to on, I want to move on, learning how to leave the past gone.
But no matter what I want to do, I still have no clue.
Why my mind keeps reliving it all again and again.
I’m imprisoned in my own mind, and my thoughts are not my friends.
I fight each and every day, run but,  I still can’t get away.
Hoping and wishing for my mind to release me from this prison.
Trying to be voice is my vision.

Internal Bane
by Joseph Clark
Icy tears of unknowing fears flowing in my veins, giving life to dense sorrow and internal pain.
Inflamed blood formed into a flood like lava pouring out of my eyes,
 pushed out by this evil unjust system playing deaf to my cries.
My optimism faded as soon as oppression rudely invaded.
Swiftly stealing my name and personality vanishing me up the river of tremendous tragedy.
A brutal surge of violent thoughts splashed over me, overtaken by tidal waves of harsh anxiety
Callous beast and wicked demons furnish my soul with intense misery.
Overwhelming me with a sharp sense of double jeopardy.
My hope is being held down by the evil heavy foot of hate,
chocking back my blazing desire leaving me gasping for my faith to resuscitate.
Drowning deep in this welcoming pit of despair,
learning how much anguish my bleeding heart can bear.
Dreadful memories are the roots of my shattered dreams.
Giving birth to the fearful nightmares that murder my self-esteem.
Strangled by the cruel hands of emotional devastation,
 escape from the reality wouldn’t be a bad ultimatum.
Painful feelings of become trapped n’ wrapped in those sticky webs of distress,
not wanting to become defeated by this evilness.
Swept away by savage currents in this river of silent depression.
Entangled sheets, multiple pills or razor blades become a serous suggestion.

Past 
by Joseph Clark

You know the past is the past for a reason.
That is where it should stay,
But some can’t seem to let it go.
In their head thoughts eats away.

Only if you could become.
The person you used to be,
The mistakes you made in life.
Oh, how we wished to first see.

Nothing can change what happened,
No matter how tough you try,
No matter how much you ponder on it,
No matter how long you cry.

What happens in your lifetime
Happens for reasons first unknown,
So you have to let the cards unfold.
To let your story be shown.

Don’t get caught up in the negative.
Be grateful for that you have been given.
Live life for today not tomorrow.
Get up, get out, and just start living,

Because the past is the past for a reason.
It’s been, spent, and went now it’s gone,
So quit thinking of ways to change it.
It’s unchangeable; move on, sing your song

Pushing Through 
by Joseph Clark

Never should you give up,
Never should you give in.
Move forward with your head upward use the strength from within.

Always will you believe,
Always will you look straight
Never be that one who is seen with no faith.

Remembering the past,
Looking towards the future.
Stop thinking about dreams it’s time to capture.

You are very special,
You are truly unique.
Going far in life is what you need to seek.

You are super brilliant,
You prove yourself amazing every day,
Time to dust of yourself, time to make away.

Solitary 
by Joseph Clark

Utter loneliness, labeled as a exile,
Thanks for this solitary cell.
Twenty-thee hour lockdown,
One in a cage
Then back to your Hell…

A memory of the cell, stays in my mind.
This is where I exist, subsist, Confined.
To do my own penance,
The spare change of my long sentence,
All the while, dying slowly
In others remembernce…

My Promise 
by Joseph Clark

I felt a tear rolling down my face
    As I sit shivering in this quiet, lonely place.
  I think of you and need you here.
    To wipe away my fearful tears.
  I dropped to the floor with my head between my knees.
    I begin to ask, beg, even plead.
  Please Lord bring take home.
    I can no longer handle being alone.
  Is there an Angel you could send to me
    And give me a miracle? Oh God I believe.
  I’ve done enough time; I need to be free.
    begging you God, bring me back.
    I can’t stand being attacked  ; I believe in you.
    Please God, I know there’s something you could do?
  I’ll make it up to you, promise, you know I will.
    I’ll be good and honest, grateful and true.
  So please send me an Angel, that’s all I’m asking of you
    I’ll say this prayer each and every day

  Until you bring home Father HOME TO STAY!!


Struggling 
By Joseph Clark

You may see me struggle,
but I promise you’ll never see me fall.
Regardless if I’m weak or not,
I will stand tall.
Everyone likes to say life is easy,
but sometimes living it is not.
Times do get hard,
people will  struggle
and constantly be placed on the spot.
I’m going to shine my biggest smile,
even though I need to cry.
I’m going to fight that battle to live,
even though I’m destined to die.
And even if  it’s hard
and I may suffer through it all,
you might see me struggle…

but you will NEVER see me fall.


Higher Level 
By Joseph Clark

There is beauty in the struggle but only if you make it..
There is an Opportunity in the Obstacle, only if you can face it..
The is Gain after the Pain, only if you can take it..

Trying to make it amongst the stars around the spaceship..


A Little Something 
By Joseph Clark

Can two be in love forever and always?
What if Are’s was taken away, like a torn-out page?
I would say yes, could you say the same?
These are just a few questions that keep me going insane
It’s okay, I fade away, when I think of your name
I can’t feel you though the glass, I still couldn’t complain
It’s okay I’ll fade away like the sun when it’s bathes
This seems a little repetitive babe let me explain
The sun rises then falls then falls
The moon comes when called
Because of you I’m in awe
It’s your love I applaud, all thanks be to God
Cheers to the one who stole my heart
Racing for love but you put it in park

I wish I would’ve found you from the start……


A Great Teacher 
By Joseph Clark

A great teacher is hard to find
Believe me I’ve searched far and wide
I went to the top; they had no time
Fell to the bottom; I was declined
Just like the rest I got in line
Waited my turn to be given a try
Internally all I could do ask why
But the great teacher I couldn’t find
Failure came fast like a thief at night
Overtook me and shook me until I lost sight
Some say I gave up, I had no fight
But truth be told, I just lost my might
I was wound so tight, like a clock that ticks
Trying to find a teacher, to make things click
I sought and knocked exhausted and sick
Then I realized what failure was and that was it
Listen to this and you too will find
The end of the riddle in due time
Mistakes turned masterpiece, ease of mind
The bottom decline, the top has no time

But failure is the teacher you want to find

Here We Go Again
By Joseph Clark

Here we go again, trapped in this system that doesn’t want me to win.
Been playing this game for way to long,
Different people, different places, singing the same old song.
Looking for someone or something else to blame,
For these childish actions that have me full of shame.
Searching for hope in a place so dark,
Wishing I was a pencil top so I can erase the hurt for my girl’s heart.
Sometimes I run from the phone cuz it’s tough hearing her cry,
Knowing I’m the reason tears are flowing from her eye’s.
Here we go again a life full of mistakes,
I know I’m far from perfect, but I’m aiming for great.
Have full faith that this will be the end,

Cuz you and I know I cant write a part two of “Here we go again.”


Speculations

By Joseph Clark 

Stay awake – young inmate, you got to go to parole court

As the A.M. – creeps in, all my dreams were cut short

Should’ve ran – stuck to the plan, and left the city

Rudely awaken – freedom taken, was shown no pity

Vision tunnels – body crumbles, as I beat this case

Drunken theories – evading conspiracies, gonna be easy to erase

Tough accusations – false allegations, base strickily on my past

Severe depression: slowly swept in: freedom taken in a flash

Enslaving parole – traps my soul, I’m wondering why

Facing years – denying tears, deep within my eyes

Questions for these lessons, overburden my mind

Silent voices: invisible choices, answers only come with time

By Joseph Clark

Parole said I broke the rules and stipulations. 

State drop the charges but yet I’m still in visitation.

 the judge said I’m facing no time I stop pacing. 

Mind’s now racing over false accusations.

 The only violation that I see is from them 

Threats of “The pen” leaving me absent from family and friends. 

Injustice is no justice when will this misery end. 

Here’s a better question how do we let it begin 

Revocation but they ain’t hearing me out. 

Gathered all the evidence but they ain’t feeling me now.

Thanks to the radio and my people my voice is still loud. 

Been writing this whole time about to have two books now. 

Still parole doubts everything I became. 

Mr. Xcon to icon because I decided to change. 

Got a hundred loyal supporters out here screaming my name. 

Plus they’re probably wear my t-shirts igniting my flame….

By Joseph Clark

Painful silence intrudes my mind

Fluorescent lights makes me blind

Bitter sweet suicide pressed against my arm

Involuntary solitary projected this harm

Enclosing walls allows the devil this gain

Releasing fears in my brain

Buckling knees as the liquid flows

Quivering breath once I know

Overweight guard has a surprise next round

Half heart inmate cleans the flood on the ground

Dreadful suffering will be no more

Tortured soul is free lifeless body on the floor