An open bottle of liquor <br />that contains words to make you drunk <br />in the seas where you float in rigor <br />and somedays you wish your time shrunk <br />love birds that once were <br />now distance pulls and holds <br />and the visions are all a blur <br />no hope for what tomorrow unfolds <br />just a dream boat to hope and hop on <br />this path blows a cold breeze <br />but who am I? To my soul I am the don <br />so let the coldness freeze <br />family broken like shattered teeth <br />brother dead mother said father never coming home <br />to get away I fly east <br />towards the light, a new milestone <br />I'll trade you these four walls for a mansion <br />bigger dreams, bigger problems, bigger things doesn't mean greater mass <br />just need a little value for a big bang and a universe expansion <br />truth is blood drink the blood or spit the blood at last <br />dust is not just dust if its from the bones of Christ <br />and these are not just poems if they come <br />at my hearts pains price!<br /><br />Angelo Velasquez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nails-to-my-heart/
