Bored without you here by my side… missing the feeling i get, one I could never hide, and yet.. this kind of therapy helps me grow, So I will not fret. Not once will I worry until it shows, that we are over, that life goes, and I can show her, the way she makes me hurt, that hurts like a spur.. I try and I flirt, I push and I shove, I’ll lay down my shirt, to give keep your dry as a waterproof glove. I’ll make you see that I will give nothing but love.

So what matters to you, color of the eyes you wish could be a deep blue. They say the eyes are the window to the soul, you wish my soul to be blue? a very color that enduces sadness. No my eyes are hazel named after my love. My love having happieness in essence. They take after none but you I wish for them to take after none but you, to see you in the mirror for all my life would be lovely.

Time

The world needs Time to run

just as people need Time to think 

Time for fun

but one like me can’t find the Time to slow down

No Time to break

No Time to allow,

Time to run without.

The time to make a decision

Time to feel cry and shout.

I can’t find Time

Time can not be made

Time can’t be wasted

Time should be payed, For the ultimate punishment,

is not pain of physical punishment over Time,

But the fear that o’er Time you had done nothing

you didn’t waste Time

No, instead you reflected on the Time you spent before

Now to ask ones self did I spend my Time wisely?

How is that measured with Time?

Time you have been rich or poor?

Time you have been happy or sad?

No, Time can’t be measured my friends.

You must use the Time you have wisely.

Spend the Time you have until the day you unexpectedly end

Spend your Time with loved ones.

Spend your Time with friends.

Become educated and learn the many uses of the Time at your disposal.

And once you have allowed yourself to use up this Time.

You will have no regrets at the end of Time.

Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away, now it looks as though they’re here to stay, oh I believe in yesterday;suddenly, I’m not half the man I used to be There’s a shadow hanging over me, oh yesterday, came suddenly, Why, she, had to go, I don’t know, she wouldn’t say, I said something wrong now I long for yesterday. yesterday, love was such an easy game to play, now I need a place to hide away, oh I believe in yesterday. Why, She, had to go I don’t know, she wouldn’t say. I, said, some-thing wrong now I long for yesterday. Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play, now I need a place to hide away, Oh I believe, in yesterday. mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm.

Chapter 1: A dark figure.

            “Oh my god, it burns, my stomach is on fire and it’s hurting more and more every second!” I screamed out of fear.

Now he knows he knows just where I am he will be coming and he will not be giving me mercy. I have escaped this man before, but now he is back with anger and embarrassment from our last encounter.

The pain of my wound is searing with agony and no end is in sight. The blood is slowly filling the room and I look for any cloth I can find to slow the blood. I do not fear bleeding out, since I have dealt with this amount of blood loss before, but the pain is always different and it is not something I have gotten used to, something I fear I may never be used to. The sounds I am making can be heard all the way in my home land.

            “Now my friend you will come with me I will not be kind to you. The shame I have felt for all these years is now lifted. I have caught you and now you will be my subject. You will be tested on and it will hurt. Your rest will be the day I present you to the scientific community with my findings.” An ominous shadow exclaimed leaning over me with rage in his grip.

            “Tell me why you are doing this!”

            “Oh the reasons are simple: money, fame, greed, and your disregard for your great power. See now I must learn where your power comes from, if I learn the origin I will do the same as you did my friend. I will tell no one, and I will become a great leader, those who follow me will think it be the will of god that allows me to live as long as I do. As for those who do not love me, they shall live in fear, fear of death, fear of their families being taken. And just as you I will live forever. I won’t have to fear death.” He says under a hushed tone so that I would have to listen and listen well.

            “One flaw is in your plan mad scientist.” I said sarcastically while I coughed up blood.

            “Oh and I suppose you will be the one to tell me what that flaw is?”

            “Yes, in fact. I will. I wish this so called, gift, upon no one. You may be the only person I would ever help to live forever and bare the same curse as me.”

            “And I should trust you why?”

            “I don’t like you, but if you patch me up I will lead you to where you wish to go and there will be no reason for pain. Just take me to your place of living and allow me to live without pain for a little while.”

            He mumbles with regret ending with “Fine, but you must first tell me the flaw you saw in my plan.”

            “Oh why of course, the problem with the plan you previously stated was that others would find the origin of the well if you gave me over to the scientific community and they would all take a drink so you and I would no longer be the only immortals.”

            “Why, you are correct. How could I have been so stupid? Well we won’t have to worry about that now, but I will not have you running off again so I will have you guarded until we reach the well. Alert me when we get there immediately and I will take the two out. If you dare cross me I swear on my life that you will pay.” He chuckles. “Actually I could swear on my life all I want, I can’t die.”

            I laughed sarcastically and again kept my pressing on my side. The pain is becoming too much for my body to bare and I fear I may black out soon.

            “Now please take me to your home I must find a place to sit and allow my wounds to heal.”

             “Fine but we must come quickly I have a few things that may help to heal your tissue’s quicker and I have medication for the pain.”

            The last thing I saw was this dark figure standing next to me as I fell to the ground. For years I couldn’t remember how my life ended up like this but now. This blackout has induced a type of dream, but more of a memory rather than a dream. 

Chapter 2: The America’s

            My memory starts of fuzzy with a man standing at the edge of one of three great ships. This man has a larger body and is wearing uniform unlike the others. He of all people standing out must be the great, Captain Juan Ponce de Leon.

“Come men, The Fountain of Youth awaits us, for we are now in Pascua de Florida.” The captain shouts to our two hundred man party.

As the ships docked on the ominous landscape we settled down in a serene area abundant with trees and shrubs. Though a tranquil forest, we are told of evils that sleep in the wood. We are told stories of Native American rebellions and our great Captain’s fearless endeavors against these Natives and the amount of pain they can inflict.

We as the great Spaniards didn’t believe that anything would be able to penetrate our forces but we were gravely mistaken. We on horses, with heavy armor made of steel, carrying muskets and swords couldn’t imagine the amount of power they held. Their knowledge of the forest and what to do in such an environment could only be compared to The United states war in Vietnam. We were being slaughtered by many different tribes. Every day I lost a friend no matter how much I prayed that we would end the attacks and come back home we wouldn’t stop.

The final day we attacked I was with my Captain. Juan was his name, Juan Ponce de Leon and I could clearly see his face now a face of power and fearless nature. No matter the loss I saw that we wouldn’t pull out. We were doing this for our Spain and we will not stop until all but a handful of men were left. I wish I could live for that travel back home and be accepted as a hero along with my fearless leader. He took us to our death but we knew that he would be taking us to our glory just as equally.

            “Attack men!” we heard from the head of the line, so we did so willingly. We ran in and to my left I saw someone being shot by an arrow. He was seconds away from me. I couldn’t believe that I wasn’t hit and as this thought crossed my mind my stomach was cut. It was bleeding internally. I could feel my stomach burning as it had never burned before. My heart was beating so quickly I didn’t know what I was doing and I ran quickly into the forest with nothing but my sword. I saw many of these Natives to my right and I turned quick left, they would continually surround me until I was lost in the forest. I felt as though. I couldn’t breathe I wouldn’t be able to continue and I didn’t want to go on.

I found to my right a spring. I have never seen such a beautiful place in my life. This spring had a large waterfall running from what looked like nowhere. It seems to be running from the very eyes of god so that I may take my final drink. Have my last pure drink that may cleanse my body of the sin I am about to commit in order to end the pain. In my sheath lay the sword that would stop the pain and take me out of the miserable existence that would ensue if caught by the native peoples. All around me there were edible berries and I decided then and there that my last meal would be today. I gathered berries so I may have a pure meal from the mother earth so to cleanse my body of my sins. I washed them in the spring and one by one I popped them in my mouth, one tasting better than the other every time, but still nothing distracting me from the pain in my side burning like fires of hell are resting in them. I poured gods tears in my wound and it felt soothing but it wouldn’t end hells wrath over my wound. I decided to drink from the spring and I knew that when I did it would make my last meal complete so I may fall on my sword and finally end my life. As I finished my final drink I thought to myself about my beautiful family: my wife, my brother, my child. My beautiful little girl, I will miss my little Maria, my baby. I will be happy to see my parents in heaven though. This drink was cooler than any drink I have ever had in my life. This water tasted like a mixture of emotions and with my last drink I felt love, happiness, and peace. I kneeled toward the pool and prayed to God that I would be accepted into his heaven. I finally drew my sword and stuck it straight through the stomach.

The agonizing pain lasted for ten seconds until I finally fell into a deep sleep that I thought I would never wake up from I saw my mother, I saw my father, I saw the light of god. A vision Dante predicted so precisely, but unfortunately it wasn’t my time. My parents gave me a farewell and I awoke in a pool of blood The spring nowhere to be found. Finally the natives found me lying in blood soaked cloth. They took me to their civilization and I was awoken by the high priest he was intrigued by the fact that I was still alive after the blood loss I endured. I was only out for two or three days tops but I didn’t feel any weaker or stronger than when I had attempted to kill myself.  I must have lost all of my blood by now but I still have feeling in my legs my arms my head. I can walk, but for some odd reason the Pain is still burning in my stomach. I finally look down and see a hole, pumping out gallons of blood per minute. I am dying but if I was truly dying I should be dead by now, so why is this not so?

“Please let me go. I can’t breathe.” I pleaded with ill knowledge of the fact that they didn’t understand me.

Out of Compassion I was given water. The healer worked on my body to help it heal quicker the wound was deep and I was confused beyond all hell about how I was still alive. God must have saved me, he must have heard my prayers and given me another chance is what I thought then, but how ignorant was I.

It was another two days until I finally finished bleeding and my wound finally healed. I was still unaware of the power I now possessed, but I had an idea. What had looked like the chief came to see me this day, but for what I did not know. I shook his hand, but he had a bewildered look on his face. He took his dagger and shoved it in my heart and twisted it breaking three of my ribs.

            “God Damn you this hurts!” I screamed off of the top of my lungs, but again I didn’t die. I felt all of the excruciating pain that came from broken ribs and a spliced heart, but I was alive and still pumping blood from my heart it was pumping non stop for minutes and I should have died by then, but I have lived through it even now. I became feint and as my eyes rolled back into my head I felt myself coming back from my memory into reality.

jraquino:

Here’s a lil’ clip of my original “By Chance (You & I)”!

Jesse Barrera, Alan Ladan & I have given the song a makeover, but I hope that YOU can appreciate the creative process that went into it. =]

I’m going to be adding this on the “SPECIAL EDITION” of my album, “EXPOSURE” later this year (Along with a few other tracks also. ;] ). 

Jesse, Alan & I are EXTREMELY EXCITED about this & hope you are too! =]

With Love,

JRA

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Two lovers trapped in a gale

a gale of lust

lust that leads to a fail

fail of trust

It took two to tango

but this took but a thought for our paths to adjust.

Our lives now in the flow

rushing to the second circle of hell

coming ever so closer to the fierce wind that will blow.

No one but each other to tell

otherwise our sin would be found

and to hell and only hell

would our paths be bound.

We would be brought to Minos to confess

the things that have brought us this pain we’ve found.

Your beauty that I had seen in that velvet dress

My thoughts were enraged and god 

he showed how to confess.

I told the priest of your bod

the one that had me

willing to fraud.

I begged the priest and tried to plea

but I was told my soul will never be free..

 Said you runnin in my head, like Iyaz said, this girl like a Melody, pushin this too the next level thats right, said I want this shit forever, any time any where even through the stormy wheather, Imma make you scream, so them neighbors know my name, like trey, you’ll think I made sex, and, you know, I gotta where that latex, haha, ask weezy, talkin bout that, bed rockin, boot knockin, girl tell me on who’s chain you been jockin, make her say, Daddy’s home, yah baby I got usher in my troop, got young money, check out my mad money got my rubber band stacks call me rubber band man, soldier boy mac, got my shit down packed and you gonna want this, Cuz i got that number one sex thats right (R. Keri Baby)

Body mind being drained

life washing away

zeal that is feigned

I say enough since life is for living to play

For living to walk through

for those who are tired to lay

in a bed colored with blue

a color so sad

they wish to begin a new

their fate so bad

to live forever bland

faces unrecognizable to those passing it had

seemed a sort of brand

to have no identity

not a familiar face or hand

The lack of familiarity

showing their blind error to waste and hoard

the very things that are a necessity

Praise the mighty one your lord

this is pain that must be endured.

Time and time again I have proven my dedication

Shown more love to you than any other in this nation

I miss your face

Your beauty and grace

but life goes on without my love

it burried by a final shove

I

blinded by

the temptations of life

cutting like a knife.

Now alone

Nothing but a ghostly moan

I have found my final solution for the pain

Believe this is not fiegn.

I now show my last minutes of Survival

Let this lead to our loves revival.