One of my favorite Philly Artist

Hangers

Stand Still

Money makes the world go round and my world’s on stand still.

Mom and Dad both work full-time middle waged jobs and still can’t manage to pay all the bills.

Living the american dream; Own their own home. Five rooms, big ass kitchen, two and a half bathrooms but only after the thirty-year loan plan clears.

See nothing hurt me more than seeing them file for bankruptcy last year,

and now what brings me to tears is applying for school loans and having no co-signer because Mom says, “Sorry, our credits too bad my dear.”

Dad left his drug lord past just so our futures would be brighter, so we could still have our old man around. Man, He’s a fighter.

But now the only thing brighter are the flames from the fire where he pushes hot metal for hours only to come home with a paycheck that’s barely enough.

See my childhood seemed so much better but I was so much easier to fool back then, never realized we were nearly evicted twice and all those fancy vacations were paid for by a credit card device…

Which eventually caught up, and now more than ever I know…

Money makes the world go round, and my world’s on a stand still.

No affirmative action no longer motivates my university to keep my Spanish ass around. 

And thanks to Chris Christie my grants are barely enough to help me stay off the ground.

SO what if I’m talented, smart and show impeccable leadership skills they’re plenty more like me, probably from a better social class - and probably had the scores to make it to ivy.

But I don’t do this for myself, my struggle is bigger than me.

My only wish is to see my parents grow old and live comfortably.

That my little sister never shows up on 16 & Pregnant.

And that her skills on the SATs are the only reason she ever has to get tested.

She dreams of being a triple threat: Singer, Actress, & Dancer.

I told her to keep her head in the books, that’s the only real answer. 

But who can blame her for getting lost in this Disney Channel world of hers, when the real world’s such a disaster.

And people like us, only make it as an exotic dancer.

See it seems like the only way to get ahead is with an education but without the resources to fund those dreams the other options seem to almost be free.

Sad thing is, it’s easier to buy a gun than pay for a degree.

So the only thing getting me through the day is remembering that there are others that have it way worse than me.

And at the end of the day nothing in this world is free.

SO I guess this is all it will ever be…

Money makes the world go round, and my world’s on a stand still.

- Soley Marie

(Source: morethanjustrhymes)

anticipation

See although we’ve never kissed,

The last time I saw your face,

The only thing my eyes were drawn to were your lips.

& for some reason in that instant I knew your kiss would be the exact key to unlock my soul’s truest desires…your tongue would ignite a fire…until it is my body you devour entire – ly  and see these ideas of you and me are just too risky for me to conceive, for it is he I can’t deceive and just have too much guaranteed, to take a chance on you…

Mmm but it is only you that’s made me questioned it all, & momma always told me if and when you fall in love with two, choose the second one because if you ever really loved the first one, for the second you would have never fall.

But I did love him once, but you picked up where he slipped. You were constant and that made me trip.

And now all I can daydream of is how much I want to kiss your bottom lip.

& Boy anticipation just ain’t the word; you got me singing like a lovebird.

So I was wondering Baby, should I make you my baby, if we do the unthinkable would you make me your lady?

But you seem too perfect, and your intentions are still unclear.

I’ve confused lust for love before, and shed way too many tears.

So this anticipation can wait, it can wait, until you make all these doubts disappear.

The best part of me is hidden.

Overwhelmed by a pain in my chest that only stirs from the thoughts of a life without you,

And even though every vein in my body senses that to be untrue it’s the sight of hypothetical visions flipping through my brain as if the man I will call mine may not be you.

You consume me in your arms, your kisses dismiss me into a paradise few have ever seen, and whenever I’m alone with you, you make me feel like I am queen again.

See the tragedy of this love lies in the distance and time of two lovers consumed within their own dreams.

Dreams, that consist of everything within an eternity with each other that often goes overlooked.

However far away, I will always love you.

And my fear of any closer encounter lies in the intimacy already seen in our souls; in its purest form…naked, bare, and innocent.

A process that merely brings flesh closer together, it is also the factor that may easily make or break a lifetime of fairytales.

So with refusal of the idea or even slightest of thought of us not coexisting this is nothing more than a want and not a need, cause you to me are more than necessary. The word want is vain and selfish. No accessory. You complete me like air to my pulmonary. Flowing in and out; the air I breathe.

I thrive off your fumes. And the sad thing is the best part of me is hidden because it lies in you.

And I know we both have tried to go on but you will always love me too.

- Soley Marie

Lost In Transmission

A Poem By: Joshua Guillaume & Soley Berrios

Him: When we fight, we might, roar at each other like old engines racing down the freeway but the next day be lovers

And it’ll seem like, last night’s words were a blur of passing streetlights so why are we doing this again?

Her: Just a couple of weeks ago you held me so tight, kisses on the forehead always felt so right, but then come to find out tonight you come home all uptight ready to pick a fight.

It was only a question, it’s not like you have to pass inspection, and with all of my girls suggestions, I’m sorry if her name at dinner I have to mention. But your anger says it all when I tell you a might just give this bitch a call.

Him: A question you’ve been asking me for months now and you blowing all this hot air is getting exhausting.

I can understand being cautious but if all this bickering is just gonna lead to a make up then why take us there?

You love me and I love you, period. And your curious friends you depend on so much are only steering you wrong.

Yet you promised in the end you’d always believe me over them, but here we are again and those promises break with every plate you throw and shatter.

Her: And no matter how much I try to act like I’m over it all the bitterness pours out like a waterfall and everyone sees it, they’re all watching because its beautiful in a twisted to way to watch & see how someone holds on to something that extends no hand in return, still wishing it was all a dream & that you, you didn’t mean a thing.

Him: If I didn’t mean a thing then what are we here for?

I remember a time when the prospect of loving you made me a hot mess,

Before there even was an us you put that beat in my chest.

But now our happy home went to house of pain and lady love to lockness

So let’s not pretend this is still a place for us.

It’s been killing us softly and if we want to co-exist, we need to leave.

Him: Grab the keys

Her: Hit the lights

Her: Slam the door

Him: Click it twice, Engine on

Her: Music up

Him: Feet to the pedal and drive.

Her: JUST DRIVE

Her: The rains pouring down, shifts couldn’t change any faster, and I can’t help but think how this is all going to turn into a disaster, but I keep driving, loving, crashing faster and faster, and as we hydroplane thru these great pains your shouting doesn’t distort your games and even though my tear blend in with the rain they don’t hide the pain I get from knowing you, loving you but I’m done being that fool for you.

 

Him: I keep telling myself this is the last time, but last time was supposed to be the last time.

And as I’m speeding down back streets neither of us can wait for me to get there,

But the closer I get the more I seem to get scared.

Scared at the thought of losing the only one who truly knows me to someone I barely know at all

And if I keep letting lust get the best of me, I’ll lose my love eventually so my fear turns to regret for taking it this far. I shouldn’t have even set foot in this car…

Her: I pray to God that this wound doesn’t leave a scar skidding, swerving I just can’t seem to control my car, C’mon snap out of it get yourself together, you know whoever she is should thank me cause baby I made you better. Like an upgrade I tuned you up, yea I got you that leather, matter of fact give that back you’re not even worth the pleather.

TURN UP THE RADIO

I’ll try to stay cool act like what you do don’t phase me. But baby while I sit in this car down boulevard all I can think is what I’m gonna do without my baby.

Let’s drive & drive till we run out of gas, and by then I promise this whole mess will be part of the past.

Him: I changed my mind, I’m on my way, I’ll be there fast, CRASH.

Her: In an instance I see my life flash and as we collide, heavenly souls were meant to fly.

That much I know.

Cause as we lay in this gravel intertwined in such a rhythm and flow that when you place your hand in mine I can’t let go, and that just goes to show.

But by the silence in your voice little do I know that you’re so into me, but see the life left in your eyes can’t hide the ability to sink so into me…

In your heart is where you want me to be.

Him: Forever Yours.

Her: You & I.

For an eternity.

Him: I think I see the light

Her: Red & white?

Her: No just white

Her: It doesn’t matter as long as we sleep in the same bed tonight.