G R O W I N G F R O M Y E A R T O F E AR
AND THE REST IS HIS STORY
i hope JAMES DEAN didn't come back as a snail
WOULDN'T IT BE FUNNY IF A PERSON ALMOST DYING IS IN AN AMBULANE AND THE AMBULANCE DRIVER HAD A HEART ATTACK? AND TO NUMBER ONE, SEE, YOU NEED A GOOD SUBJECT MATTER, NOT JUST WORDS STRUNG TOGETHER IMPROPERLY AND FOR NIL!
B O R N B L I N D T O T H E U N I C U RSE
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO "MALTINE" WASN'T THAT THE LITTLE OBJECT KID SAID STUPH IN?
A street IN A burg CALLED the blues BABY
SOME YOUNG DUDE IN THE HOOD WHERE I HANG AND HOLLAR AT MY HOMIES MADE THIS INTO A RAP SONG.....MUSIC AND ALL.....EVERYONE WHO HAD A HAND IN MAKING THAT DEMO REALLY LIKED, BUT WE WERE THE ONLY ONES
H E R S
CHAPTER FIVE VS. V1 & V11 ACCORDING TO THE GOSPEL OF free cee!
come HAVE GUN in this NEIGHborHOOD
AH, I SUPPOSE IT'S OKAY
be with me..or die!
#@@^$@$^$#@#&(^&^^$%#@#@#@!!!!!!!!!!just slightly unstable right now...just add gasoline.
hers
HERS The impresario’s impressive and imperialistic chalice of beauty owned it And made no bones about it All the documents were signed properly Which thusly did make it her property She used it for reasons and purposes for which it was made U
Enid
Mine tears are falling. Alas mine soul is wilting. I fell in love with a passing dream. The delicate whisper in the dark. Thou art not true to thine or I. Where dwelt once the starry night, heavens weep for the lies on thy frozen forked tongue. No ro
Untitled
You leave With a heart unbroken You are the great devestator In the greatest fable ever told. To speak so effortlessly Words Syllables That can crush in an instant Half finished Half written No, ill lay half empty Until i am dead.
way too cold
I insisit that yu go your way screwface downthere yu will lay my array, will melt yu lik clay I suggest you chase tha pay cuz when I best its allday I stay movin, swing n sway ur a clown frozen on display keep me important from ur eyes surve
Drawn To This Love Trap
INTO DREAMS LIFE MAY SEEEM DEEP INSIDE YOUR VOICE MEMORY TO HOLD MAY BE BRONZE GOLD INTO DREAMS LIFE MAY SEEM AT THE TOP HIGHER AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LOWER INTO DREAMS LIFE MAY SEEM DAY NIGHT WRAPPED AROUND PACKAGE IT AWAY SEND IT OFF IN F
Say Dear
love in letter ripped torn thorn touch it now got a scar to remeber all days allthese ways life burns faster picture becomes memorie in this word i look dictinary does it become clearer become nearer say dear take all throw it away does i
Generation
On a desolate plain,with no streets and no name,I did see him there. The man with the reptilian-stare. Drinking primeval-soup from a ladle full scoop. Ancestral dribble etched on his chin,with a napkin of empathy I did move in,steering well clear
Bring me Death.
On the tray to my bed And go away I want to be with her alone I want to revel in her taste Feel her in every mouthful And the smell ... I love her Just do not come back Do not knock Go away Do not return Let her take me to paradise Eden B
Dear Death.
Come to me tonight Lay beside me Wrap me in your wings Take me with you To hell To the borders of the dark For pain and screaming For the sufferings of the past Or eden There, I’ll happy…Death ! Is it better to be in Eden Death... tell
The Caged Master
this is again random thoughts that wake me in the night and I write...
---Soul nieghbour---
sleep easy my soul nieghbour im here to take you to the death chamber, be free when you meet me it wont be long till you become me, get ready for your final step im here for you last and only breath, i wont take it from your heart i was
Black Angels
I saw a picture of a very dark angel and it grew from that.
De Vaju
I can't help but feel A slight trace of de vaju Seeing the same scene replay Over and over right in front of you. Just predicted were all dying From the same sickness While handing out advice As if it were prescribed Were all just the same T
DEATH DANCE
BLOCKED AND DELETED WE'LL ALL PAY THE PRICE!!!
Pure /?
WHO AM I??????
Will it ever end
The extended wait for it all, The million mile deep dark hole only seems to get deeper as I fall. What am I waiting for, I'm crushed agaisnt this door. Seems like I'm on the 13th floor. Anger takes a hold greater then any love, ...with
Visiting my soul
Off the path to destruction .. I was becoming the abuser/repeating victim.. I was letting someone make me this person ... I made a decision to fight back.. sorry it is a little disjointed I wrote this at 16
The Rent
I regret the time I met him, that fateful autumn day. I now wish I could have rid him, But I do not know a way. He stood upon my doorstep, he was freezing to the core. He stepped in from my doorstep, and I could tell he was poor. I sat down a
The Eye that sees
I sit and listen to the quite inside laughter, for one truly thinks that their schemes are of masters; truly the truth exposing eye finds reality. It is true that once found it pulls at you like gravity, never letting go, once the truth i
MULTI COLOURED LOVE
my obsevations of life
Lonely heart
It is a poem about my heart being broken.
black heart to shining red
i am drunk n love to write so such it up
Can't Be Without
About my 2nd Husband
the disillusioned
upon broken hearts dreams stir the intentions of false device world devoid of soul narcissism its new cloak humanity digitised and disconnected the genuine rejected replaced with a mouse click the avata
HELP ME
Help me As i cling to this life I find that there I have not experienced pain till now answer me I'm I defective is there no one to tame my heart? must I walk this thin red line alone? save me miles upon miles of false hopes and promises lie
Pritel
just of feeling disconnected with the world and those around it. the trials faced alone and the unrelenting battle between self and reality.
Reflections, Perceptions, Reality
Wrote this my sophomore year in undergrad for an autobiography assignment for a humanities class.
Friday Night
Friday night and here I am, At home alone I've set the alarm, Set against who? I ask myself why, No one will call! I know and I sigh, Nobody's called since I don't know when, They used to once but that was then, Then we were a couple and part
Inside
I wrote this about ten years ago, I write poetry when I need that release of pain, anger, the negative things that crawl around in your mind.
Sailing words
Give me back! My poetry words, You are so bad! To steal my feelings, I am so sad! To see this happening, I am so scared! Of another dealing. All hands on deck! The captain is coming, Skipper men the ropes! A sea storm is brewing, 1s
Life's Circle
Asked this one day by someone dying.
Farewell
To someone i knew a while ago
Truth
A curse on the burden of essence, tis a spark not a flame burning bright, for it has no reprieve or forgivness, slips away as a thief in the night, The promise is not as it seems, its merit be dammed and be done, see the lie see the trick,
Requiem
Memories of ages buried in dust Only in dreams memories dwell Love and hate forgotten by time Loneliness lies at the door of night Loneliness lies in memories haze Loneliness dwells in shadows of hell Events in life are written in st
evolution through perception
We evolve through perception, Damn this conception we should have been born with perfection, And to hell with this deception, The deception is the beast, the devil is not, We know better dont let them win or surely this will be the final feast,