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“Searching for Your Words (Heart)” May 31st 2016
“I want to know if you are with the dream that I preach?
I’m making room for your heart but i don’t know if it’s a reach.
90 percent says you are the one,
But 10 percent says you’re not done having fun.
I’m in a rush I know, but it’s because we don’t have time,
I’ve been writing you letters but all you see is rhymes.
All you see is the runaway escape,
Yet, I’ve been reaching out my hand wishing you would wait.
They’re telling me to tell you that you should stay,
But your love for me is less than the willing to go away,
Your love for me is comfort and confused jealousy at best,
I could be wrong but you don’t correct the feelings that have me stressed.
I want simple answers but I don’t know if you’re scared to say,
Maybe it’s because you know I won’t have it my way.
We’re both scared and I get it,
We’ve both made mistakes and I bet we regret it.
But what’s life without you and your life without me?
If you leave it all behind,
But my heart,
Are you really free?”
- Rob Escobar
“Battling Myself” June 24th 2016
“You don’t know what pain is until you do it to yourself,
You don’t know a disease till your thoughts affect your health.
You don’t understand suffering till you’ve danced with death,
You don’t know acting till you smiled through the mess.
People look at you and they only see the trophies,
They only care about the outcome,
They don’t really know me.
You don’t know isolation until a crowd makes you feel more lonely,
You start to relate to Holden Caulfield and realize people are really phony.
You don’t know painful confusion until someone asks you what’s wrong and you answer you don’t know,
Because there’s no words to these feelings,
There’s no physicality you can show.
You don’t know what hurts because you don’t where to start,
You don’t what’s mental health,
You can’t mend a broken heart.
You don’t know anything about forcing things until happiness isn’t a choice,
It’s a necessity.
Because if depression lingers back,
It might be the end of me.”
- Rob Escobar
“Starting Over” May 23rd 2016
“Its all for you, its not for me.
I’m trying to build a home for you when you get free.
I’m trying to create some positive in our last name,
I’m trying to bring to light the result of this game.
I’m trying to teach the result of the streets,
I’m trying to tell our story through a pen and beat.
I need to show them our colors, our brothers,
I need to show them the pain of our mothers.
I need to teach them the life style of hood baby,
I need to teach them how the hustle got us going so crazy.
I got to prove to them that we’re all more than a hood,
That our color shouldn’t be judged for doing no good.
I need to make my words known,
Comfort those with pain and show them they’re not alone.
It’s time for God’s son to finish what he begun,
To reach the core of the people and prove he’s the one.”
Rob Escobar
“Flawed” July 24th 2016
“I’ve drank my years away,
I’ve let hurt rule me every day,
I have a problem with bringing back people who shouldn’t have a chance to stay.
I remember too much for someone who forgives too easily,
I love too hard,
I don’t love those who should be with me.
I’m too confident for a man who is emotionally fragile,
I’m too insecure for a man who created a rose out of gravel.
I’m flawed,
Yet perfect.
I settle,
When I should be worth it.
I envy the idea of being happy but I search and live for pain,
Maybe I don’t want to be happy,
Maybe I’m just insane.”
- Rob Escobar
“Get To Know You” 19th June 2017
“Stimulation of the head,
Sex through the mind,
Ecstasy on bed,
But we’re talking instead.
Speaking of the past,
Exchanging tears,
Childhood went fast,
No judgement of fears.
Family matters,
From an unperfect world,
Dream chatter,
On my chest you start to curl.
Climax, but we do it through our hearts,
The type of love making
Where we’re never apart.
Can we?”
- Rob Escobar
“We” 19th June 2017
“I fear love,
Or do I fear you?
Or do I fear the fact that people are untrue?
Do I fear myself,
Or do I fear what I could be?
Do I fear the future
Or what we could be, “we.”
Because “we” is you & me
& no longer I,
So now I must rely
On your side.
Maybe I fear what we can’t be:
Nothing.
Just friends.
Maybe I do fear loving,
again.”
- Rob Escobar
“Adolescence” December 24th 2015.
“Innocence in your eyes,
Not knowing of truth or lies.
You smile or cry,
You’re the rebirth of the souls leaving in the sky.
You struggle to walk,
You struggle to talk.
Each thought or action schooled through parent knowledge,
No stress, no college.
No pain, no struggles,
No history,
Life is a mystery.
I wish I was you…
Living in a different world, within this world.
No heartbreak. Mom or dad, the only love found in a boy or girl.
No scars found physically or internally,
Before life was pressured and when no one heard of me.
Back when my accomplishments were celebrated not expected,
When a ball or cartoon were life, and this consciousness was not yet infected.
You see the beauty of a tree, water, and wind,
And all I see is poverty, wars, and sin.
I wish I was you but eventually you’ll wish to be me.
The confusion of growing up in a life where you’ll never be free.”
Rob Escobar
“Part Time Lover” 20th January 2020
“Today I’m something
Tomorrow I am nothing
Tonight I’m a lover
In the morning I’m another.
I’m a pillow, no body,
And for the good times is the only time you call me.
I’m a long text when your eye needs reading
I’m the attention and patience when your heart needs feeding.
I only have meaning when it’s convenient to you,
You only seem to need me when he’s not lusting for you.”
- Rob Escobar