Alex Perez Poems

I remember my first love that I had back then,
She was everything to me; she was my best friend.
Every time that we made love, I fell right into her embrace, I’m pretty sure I’d do anything to see her face to face.
But she’s not here because I let her get away,
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With love and hate and no fate for my dreams to lead the way I hope for peace of mind and memories of a better time like when I was little cause life is like a riddle that’s to hard for me to understand I’m reaching out for Gods hand; please catch me, snatch me from out the air cause I’m falling all the while calling out for you… 'God Hear My Voice'.
So deep into a visual fixation of a nightmare, I look unto you towards the sky, I cry and before I die; please release me from my own demons who tear apart my soul and torment me furthermore prevent me from doing right; I lose sight of what I love; I need help from above… “God Hear My Voice”.
My future doesn’t look clear cause I fear for my present-I’m just a peasant who’s alone in the dark with hurt in my heart so far apart from you with no clue on how to connect; except through this choice, I speak… “God Hear My Voice”
Your presence still lingers from my head to the tip of my fingers, I write, you read, I speak, you listen but I’m missing the WORD of which that is yours; please open the doors and let me in, take me from this life of sin… “God Hear My Voice”.
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I want you to know that you mean everything to me, so don’t feel like I don’t care; because I’ll love you for all eternity.
The day I knew I’d be a dad made me be the proudest that I could be, knowing that you were a gift from god is something I truly believe.
I hope you can always keep a smile on your face, because the love I have for you is something nobody will ever be able to replace.
An angel you are to me and you make me feel like I can fly, that’s why I always want to hold you close; because I don’t want the time to pass us by.
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My life has been a journey I really don't want to remember; like the past it pulls me back, an act; in which I don't want to play the part, an art I don't want to draw, above all it kills me and no longer thrills me, I just need to let go.
Can't think of one time I had the support of my family if anything it was more of an obligation; a relation connected by blood, a kindness without love, a speech without voice; now that's the choice I have to make, I just need to let go.
With friends there's not much to say except hi, but between you and I; when I speak I get no reply, so I cry and I try to converse it's hard when no one is listening it leaves my eyes glistening with tears that’s the pain I dealt with over the years. I just need to let go.
I bite my lip and take a grip of hope and a sip of ambition, leaning towards a transition; now things seem easy but instead it leaves me frightened to not know where I’ll end up. I just need to let go.
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I'm broke down deep inside; loss of my ambition has shifted my stride, I can't hide from what's in store for me, but if there was more for me to do it would be to make it from A to B but without C what point would there be for me?
Tryin to take baby steps that seem to not get me nowhere, some don't even care, others stop and stare, but how dare they judge me just cause I'm not being all I could be.
Surrounded by hypocrites who choose to belittle those who are deaf, dumb or blind; if my mind could inspire as much as it does when it's on fire I'd probably be admired; but yet I'm tired of being lost, like a boy without his mama cause with all the drama; my mind feels like it's gone.
Maybe the lack of love or even the love for my life or perhaps my lovelife could all be reasons why my problems are the way they are, trying to be a shining star but my light's not switched on right; that's why I don't shine bright although inspite of everything being the oppisite of alright; I can't hope things wont change because they just might.
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I’m saying it now; but I said it before, should I try to prosper, or just kick my dreams straight out the door.
Who am I to ignore the thoughts I have inside; plagued by God himself, because his plan for me was something I didn’t decide.
My ambition is built up as much as my suspicion; of what is yet to come, when I say I want to change; how come everybody looks at me dumb?
Is it the fact that they don’t believe me, or is the devil himself trying to deceive me?
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