.the.abused.

‎.the.abused.

this evening...i turned on the news,

and there was a story about the abused..

on how they'd been used,

then yelled at and left bruised.

no one saw the signs,

that were hidden behind cold sadden eyes.

maybe she'd still be alive,

if she'd have stopped saying "I'm doing just fine". 

she's been mistreated,

straight beaten

at different points, he'd cheated..

and left her straight heated

he'd been on the down-low..

figured that no one needed to know.

when she'd bring up the deceit...

it was her face he would beat. 

abuse led to her being raped..

but first she had to be duct taped.

beaten across the head..

then he left her for dead.

if only she'd have outreached..

learned a lesson or two 

that her mother tried to teach.

if only she'd turned on the news

or had some resources to use.

©Butteryevil 2012

http://www.thehotline.org/

.why she bleeds.

‎.why she bleeds.

why does she bleed?

she bleeds to breed

she bleeds to receive the seed 

to replenish the Earth's needs.

she bleeds to conceive 

like the fruit that bares from trees

to carry heaven's gifts

as cool as a fresh light breeze.

so the next time you think

why does she bleed?

remind yourself there could be no you or i

without months such as these.

©Butteryevil 2012

.restless.

ZEN IS WHAT I NEED

QUIET RESTFUL PEACEFUL SLEEP

STRAINING NOT TO WEEP

TIRED EYES WITH BAGS RETREAT

SHE CONTINUES COUNTING SHEEP

.asphyxiation.

.asphyxiation.

.my.cinquain.

asphyxiation

choking me

lack of air

my ode to thee

struggle

stop

no breath

force too strong

the dizzy spell begins

wheeze

pain 

lightheadedness ensues

stars surround me

my head is pounding

darkness

waking

light breaking

where am i

what happened here tonight

dope

hope 

now clean

can now breath

where i need to be

free

©Butteryevil 2012

.insecurities.

Current mood: thoughtful

.insecurites.

your insecurities are overwhelming me..
you're overwhelming me with your insecurities..

its like you're crying out to me
with your negativity..

if only you were as free...
with some positivity.

make some changes; stop complainin'
stop complainin'; make some changes.

be the change you want to see..
see the change you want to be.

the world is your instrument,
play it like a drum.

the more energy you give it,
the more your song is sung.

your life is your canvas,
paint it as you see fit.

you don't want to meet your end
like "man I didn't become shyt"

stop complainin'; make some changes
make some changes, stop complain'

if only you were as free...
with some positivity.

it's like you're crying out to me
with your negativity..

you're overwhelming me with your insecurities...
your insecurities, unleashed will set you free.

The Things That Made You You

~A Freestyle For Nana~

Wise words spoken at a time of overwhelmign emotions.

I sit on the beach with my toes in the sand,

Gazing out into the rolling waves.

I see your smiling face in teh sky's horizon.

Peace and serenity be unto you.

I smile because I see you safely made it to your Father's waiting embrace.

The things that made you who you were will never leave our hearts.

We will forever cherish the wonderful memories

you gave each and every one of us.

When we think of the things that made you you,

We smile with tears in our eyes. 

We cry but we are not mourning a loss.

We are honoring a person who earned her key to enter into 

heaven's gates.

A well deserved home going CELEBRATION.

So I won't b saying goodbye to you grandmother but what you always said to me...I'll see you later. 

So Long Friend.

I love you Nana.

S.Peterson

.Amtrak.

amtrak..amtrak..
won't you come back..come back..

stole my heart like a run away train.
i'd be lying if i didn't say u run thru my brain.

hindsight stay 20/20
wasn't til then that she appreciated the beauty.

"i'm calling you daddy..daddy..can you be my daddy"..
future is hazy..but you stay like my gandhi..

detroit ran away wit it..
but its ok..cuz you know distance ain't shyt.

cuz i can fly.
the part i dread is goodbye.

the connection i have with you..
can't be matched.
too long. too strong. too deep.
my love for you is something hidden that i keep.

thank you for everything.