This Pool by Danzell j. Franklin

I'm stepping....

on the edge of this diving board

Approaching the edge backwards...

not knowing when i may fall

into the depth of my hardships...

Even tho i can swim...

i'm still afraid

Of the splash

Of the beginning...

First struggle...

Which may signal the disbelief that my hope could fight

That it couldn't last

Wondering....

would I change direction?

Realizing...

I'm not the sunlight that changes courses

when it arrives at the watery surface

It doesn't matter the feet depth which i may sink

Once i reach the bottom

I'm at an all time low

But the might which i possess

would strengthen my feet

So...

i could kick up with all power

But i'll raise slow

taking time to develop stronger

Swimming to the surface!

Swimming to the top!!

getting out of this pool

Noticing...

the railing...

Which has been there since the start

A true friend

Always there to help me out of my hardships

This railing is trustworthy

Now...

I get ahold of the railing

Pulling....

myself out of my hardships

out of my depression

out of my worries

into warming success

Drying...

the stress away

Feeling....

Brand new and accomplished

I've survived my downfall

I've survived

This pool

-by Danzell j. Franklin

Standing In The Rain Outside My Window by Danzell j. Franklin

Do I Believe or imagine?

these sharp attacks that memory causes...

Do you Believe or imagine?

that feelings can alter when the past double crosses..

Well I cant answer and I cant choose

All because the thoughts of my imagination or beliefs

Just leaves me stumbled and confused

How can I believe?

That thoughts of you leads to attacks

How can I imagine this pain?

When it actually feels as if my heart tripped on some tacks

Now that's why I cant answer.....but can you

Can you pick a choice?

Is it a belief or your imagination, can you choose?

I doubt it..

So now i just stare looking within my history

Connecting with every rain drop

Because its raining out my window

All i hear is the hurt hitting the pavement

*drip drip* betrayal, lies

*drip drip* deception, hate

those are the sounds that i hear all the time

the horrible sound these raindrops create

its the sounds of all the watery sins

outside my window...

And whats this?

Standing in this wicked storm is the person my eyes cant break

Her beauty mothers my thoughts

Her curves guides my lust

who is this person?

Oh......its you

Your still the perfect image

And you remain outside my window

But why are you dry?

Is my thoughts keeping you dry from the sin? or

is it that the way i keep you in my thoughts

make them your eternal umbrella from this rain?

well either way I'm glad that your dry

From all this pain..

Tho you seem to walk a separate direction

not acknowledging my place

I start to breathe heavy

Every time you turn your head....almost looking my way

No matter how far you travel outside my window

My thoughts will always travel

By your side

And i will never loose sight of you

Because my love will always stay focus

Like a detective that starts figuring out a clue

Still no matter the distance

til you change your direction and walk towards my window

til you change the chances of sunlight to this world

My eyes will never break hold of you

And you will never leave my thoughts

Plus this rain would still pour

And i will remain staring anxiously

Outside my window...

By Danzell j. Franklin