I'm drifting away
I feel it in the air,
and in the thunder.
I'm being pulled somewhere else.
My body will stay,
But "I" won't.
It's too bad.
This life can be comfortable,
yet exhausting.
A breeze is picking up in the distance,
And I feel the urge to climb aboard this ride to nowhere.
I prefer to be lost in my mind,
Somewhere else,
Where the air is crisp and empty.
There's no room to breathe here anymore,
...
No room to be me.
just the thoughts of a boy trying to understand the ebbs and flows of the world he is surrounded by.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Just a thought
Prick of the finger
Tuck of the chin
Toughen up that upper lip
You might just win
That feeling in your chest
That feeling of unrest
I know the pain you feel
That unclean needle
Alcohol just can't heal
But why act so feeble?
Stand up for yourself
Be a man
Time passes
Doors open, and they close
Be strong of heart
She's just a weed, hiding as a rose.
Lead your own pack
You were never the runt
So see what could be
And drop that fucking Cunt
Tuck of the chin
Toughen up that upper lip
You might just win
That feeling in your chest
That feeling of unrest
I know the pain you feel
That unclean needle
Alcohol just can't heal
But why act so feeble?
Stand up for yourself
Be a man
Time passes
Doors open, and they close
Be strong of heart
She's just a weed, hiding as a rose.
Lead your own pack
You were never the runt
So see what could be
And drop that fucking Cunt
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Welcome to My World
Welcome to my world
Lesser evils.
Powerful truths.
Working everyday,
Lesser evils.
Powerful truths.
Working everyday,
Just to pay for this roof.
Smile. Stare. Space.
You all think you see me.
I'm not really here,
Just running from this fear.
Just running from this fear.
I won't let it catch up
Just bring it here to wrap up
Christmas is just around the corner,
Christmas is just around the corner,
Don't have a dime, or a dollar, to even pay for this order.
So bring me what you have,
So bring me what you have,
And I'll show you what is mine.
I speak in rhymes and riddles,
I speak in rhymes and riddles,
Just know that I'm not lying.
Inspiration hits me deep,
When it hits at all.
Living life, Climbing up,
Living life, Climbing up,
You bet your ass I won't fall.
But you can't deal with anybody but yourself,
Hearing things like "Where the fuck you been at?"
Going through all the motions,
Like a monk, different for devotions.
And I feel bad when I see you.
Not for him, or me, and definitely not you.
Your eyes glimmer with black gold,
Not for him, or me, and definitely not you.
Your eyes glimmer with black gold,
While hiding your true emotion, Blue.
So I'll be here when you realize what happened.
Ask me a question, and I'll tell you a story.
Ask me a question, and I'll tell you a story.
About the times before the rapping.
And I promise, It won't be boring.
"Welcome to my world"
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Just you and I
Nobody knows the trouble i've seen.
Nobody knows where my heart has been.
I want to explain, if truth be told.
But i'm not quite that sure, and far from bold.
In the distance you glow,
I can't look away, my stride seems to slow.
Your so far from my league,
But a young man can dream and plead.
So i'll chase you to till the end,
As long as you don't let the end begin.
And i'll follow you to the stars,
Where I'll trade those stars for your heart.
I wonder who you pretend to be
When your not around me.
But i know the real you,
What you show is not true.
I love you, or at least what you stand for
and I want some time, or at least a bit more
To show you this wild ride,
Just you and I.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Speeding By
Take the bait
I won't tell
Between you and I,
This secret
Kept, and hidden
Deft hands grabbing
Probing for more
She's no
Whore,
Or Tramp
Just making her way
One mistake at a
Time, flowing, on, on, on,
Fingers ripping,
and Tearing
Just to hold
On, top of the world
Higher then any doper
Stronger then any brute
Faster then a rumor
Out of control, thoughts
Pushing and Rushing,
Bussing and Tustlin'
Over and Over and Over
And again.
Monday, November 14, 2011
Questions/Answers
Who are you going to be with?
What are you doing?Where are you going?
When will you be back?
Why do you need to leave?
How do you plan on doing this?
........................................................
I'm going to be with me, and maybe some others, possibly.
Making bad decisions
New Directions
Half past whenever I get around to it
What I have to write, Isn't what I want Writ
Charm, luck, and god willing, a bit of wit.
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