She storms into the night hoping to forget, but forgetting this would make her regret. I'm sorry little girl.. who told you that you were of importance? No one she whispers.. the words slowly tumble from her lips and she remembers. She looks back & forth at these memories, tied and linked like seams. You are no one don't you know? No one she whispers. So who do you think actually likes you? No one she whispers. Who really cares? No one she whispers.
So then why do it to yourself? I don't know she whispers. Do you ever? Sometimes. Whats the reason this time little one? No idea.. she looks away hoping to find an answer, still, none to this day. Are all that they say true baby love? Not at all, not at all! Are you pissed at the world? No, but I wish I was. Why are you so kind child? There's no reason to be mean.
So tell me.. Who walks beside you in the streets? No one she whispers. So who do you have? No... one.. she whispers. So who shall you depend on? No one she whispers. No one but? Myself.
Life; The Incomparable
She walks alone into the shadows, hoping to find a path no one has walked on. She looks back with dismay for the reality feels so unreal. These people, the feelings she has, are quite unbearable, but she carries on. Bashed like a helpless being. Why? She knows not. She carries on.
Their smiles wicked, their laughter horrid & coarse. She knows not why they laugh. She carries on. Glares are sent her way, dirty looks all around. These people do not know her, she turns her back, she carries on. She smiles.. her little smile, a curve upon her lips. Upward it goes, nothing can bring her down. She is strong, yes she is, but she cares not what they say. She is better for this. She meets their anger with laughter, she shrugs it off. Who are you she asks? In silence they prey. Monsters. Not all but very much so, she wanders these streets, with no where to go.
The soles on her feet, are not close to new. You may have money, but her little soul, will always be better than you. She is an obnoxious little girl, talks when she shouldn't. Shouts when there's quiet. Hush girl, hush. They cannot stand your screams. She cannot stand the quiet & the still, so she stirs it up. She walks back and forth, wondering what what. She sits and she waits. Waiting for what? This oh no.. this to know? To know you need not.
Little girl.. keep walking.. this is your tale. A long and dangerous road lies ahead, so commit to your sail. She turns her back.. closes her eyes.. and heads off to bed.. dreaming of when, to run, with your head.
To be continued....
Their smiles wicked, their laughter horrid & coarse. She knows not why they laugh. She carries on. Glares are sent her way, dirty looks all around. These people do not know her, she turns her back, she carries on. She smiles.. her little smile, a curve upon her lips. Upward it goes, nothing can bring her down. She is strong, yes she is, but she cares not what they say. She is better for this. She meets their anger with laughter, she shrugs it off. Who are you she asks? In silence they prey. Monsters. Not all but very much so, she wanders these streets, with no where to go.
The soles on her feet, are not close to new. You may have money, but her little soul, will always be better than you. She is an obnoxious little girl, talks when she shouldn't. Shouts when there's quiet. Hush girl, hush. They cannot stand your screams. She cannot stand the quiet & the still, so she stirs it up. She walks back and forth, wondering what what. She sits and she waits. Waiting for what? This oh no.. this to know? To know you need not.
Little girl.. keep walking.. this is your tale. A long and dangerous road lies ahead, so commit to your sail. She turns her back.. closes her eyes.. and heads off to bed.. dreaming of when, to run, with your head.
To be continued....
Random: Ghost
I'm a broken chime waiting to be sung.
I'm torn to bits, waiting to be hung.
Who are you they ask me..
I can simply say.. Me? I am NO ONE.
Nothing by a dream.. So forget me.
:)
I'm torn to bits, waiting to be hung.
Who are you they ask me..
I can simply say.. Me? I am NO ONE.
Nothing by a dream.. So forget me.
:)
Poetry: Good Day.
(Several different compounds of poetry in one.)
I come from a generation of pill poppers
People who smoke weed
Look at me! Im on my knees..
beggin please.. please stop it,
Heave, please please niggas leave!
And they are gone.. Just as easy as they came.
Pushed from my mind I repeat my name
This is no game..
I slowly make out the words but it dont sound the same.
Im slowly beginning to think, I am, insane.
"Nigga who you?!"
"Shawty what it do?"
-I seen you around.. seen you clownin it out
Walkin it out, jerkin.. got something for ya
Bitch ya slurping?
-I'm off my hours, I aint working.
Hoes off the run way, always knowing.
I'm gonna run away.. no ones going..
no ones knowing..
but i see you!
I see you busting moves.. clownin it out
Walking it out, jerkin..
But I could've sworn me & you was working!
Eh nigga.. I was wrong.. dead wrong.
But this aint no lullaby, this aint no song.
This is from me to you. baby its true.
I swear I miss you,
Swear I can kiss you.
But damn.. we done.. I dismiss you.
I could hit you!
Lookit these tears!? You see em..
Well.. now you can watch my skinny ass walk away..
Cause me? Im done.. & I aint got shit to say.
Good day.
I come from a generation of pill poppers
People who smoke weed
Look at me! Im on my knees..
beggin please.. please stop it,
Heave, please please niggas leave!
And they are gone.. Just as easy as they came.
Pushed from my mind I repeat my name
This is no game..
I slowly make out the words but it dont sound the same.
Im slowly beginning to think, I am, insane.
"Nigga who you?!"
"Shawty what it do?"
-I seen you around.. seen you clownin it out
Walkin it out, jerkin.. got something for ya
Bitch ya slurping?
-I'm off my hours, I aint working.
Hoes off the run way, always knowing.
I'm gonna run away.. no ones going..
no ones knowing..
but i see you!
I see you busting moves.. clownin it out
Walking it out, jerkin..
But I could've sworn me & you was working!
Eh nigga.. I was wrong.. dead wrong.
But this aint no lullaby, this aint no song.
This is from me to you. baby its true.
I swear I miss you,
Swear I can kiss you.
But damn.. we done.. I dismiss you.
I could hit you!
Lookit these tears!? You see em..
Well.. now you can watch my skinny ass walk away..
Cause me? Im done.. & I aint got shit to say.
Good day.
Chapters
This a chapter coming to close..
For how long? I dont fucking know.
All I know is that I'm letting go
ya know.. some things aren't meant to hold.
Gotta let things unfold before they mold.
Not healthy for the soul..
I'm just letting niggas know.
This is a new chapter
Welcome, I'm it's center
I dare you if you enter
I dont want no fucking fakers
No shape shifters or shadow lifters
No play givers, posers, no fuckin haters.
For how long? I dont fucking know.
All I know is that I'm letting go
ya know.. some things aren't meant to hold.
Gotta let things unfold before they mold.
Not healthy for the soul..
I'm just letting niggas know.
This is a new chapter
Welcome, I'm it's center
I dare you if you enter
I dont want no fucking fakers
No shape shifters or shadow lifters
No play givers, posers, no fuckin haters.
Life: REAL Friends
Christina and I have been best friends since 2007. We became very good friends on the basketball court. She not only was my friend, she was my team mate. She depended on me to set the pick for her for an easy lay-up. We always got the job done, together. She's like my sister, always fighting, arguing about what we're doing wrong, why we're slipping, why our tight friendship seems to be falling out all the time. But hey, shit like that happens all the time, but like a cut, we always manage to get a band-aid and patch things up.
Although I'd love to get deep in conversation about how close we really are, it's no ones business, so I won't get into details. A best friend keeps secrets until the other says speak. It's in the rule book of friendship, not that many of you fake bitches know any of that, that's why the majority of your so called 'best friends' shit on you behind your backs, but heyyyy I won't get into that either, not my business. I simply don't care. More on on the difference on best friends, close friends, friends, and associates in another post.
Anywho, that's all for now. Enjoy the rest on my ranting. :)
Although I'd love to get deep in conversation about how close we really are, it's no ones business, so I won't get into details. A best friend keeps secrets until the other says speak. It's in the rule book of friendship, not that many of you fake bitches know any of that, that's why the majority of your so called 'best friends' shit on you behind your backs, but heyyyy I won't get into that either, not my business. I simply don't care. More on on the difference on best friends, close friends, friends, and associates in another post.
Anywho, that's all for now. Enjoy the rest on my ranting. :)
Poetry: Gullible Mother
I'm sorry I lie to you the way I do...
And it's funny.. because I only lie to you.
You ask where it is that I'm going
I throw any female friends name that comes to mind..
but really..
I'm in his arms.. every single one of those times.
I'm sorry I lie to you the way that I do,
But then again, you're used to the lie instead of the true...
and you hit me that day.. remember?
Fuck you.
I cried & you yelled.. I tried then I fell.
You don't love me. Hahahaha.. no you don't.
You are my mother aren't you not?
You are supposed to share with me all that you've got.
But here I am.. with the same dingy clothes..
My poor little grey socks.. the ones with the holes.
I'm useless.. yes I am. That's all you yell at me!
I am what I am! Damn.
Why punish me so!?
You tell me nothing, so I do not know.
But you bash me anyway.. yes you do.
So mommy... I'm sorry I lie to you the way that I do...
But you hit me that day
So fuck you.
(irrelevant)
And it's funny.. because I only lie to you.
You ask where it is that I'm going
I throw any female friends name that comes to mind..
but really..
I'm in his arms.. every single one of those times.
I'm sorry I lie to you the way that I do,
But then again, you're used to the lie instead of the true...
and you hit me that day.. remember?
Fuck you.
I cried & you yelled.. I tried then I fell.
You don't love me. Hahahaha.. no you don't.
You are my mother aren't you not?
You are supposed to share with me all that you've got.
But here I am.. with the same dingy clothes..
My poor little grey socks.. the ones with the holes.
I'm useless.. yes I am. That's all you yell at me!
I am what I am! Damn.
Why punish me so!?
You tell me nothing, so I do not know.
But you bash me anyway.. yes you do.
So mommy... I'm sorry I lie to you the way that I do...
But you hit me that day
So fuck you.
(irrelevant)
Poetry: Say Goodbye
It's so easy loving you
Yes, yes its true.
It's so easy loving you...
So easy to let you hurt me when you do.
So easy to let you strike me when you do..
Cause it's so easy loving you.
I take the pain & make it my own..
It's my own fault, I know.
Hit me, make me bleed,
Bruise me up.. I feel the high..
You're like my weed.
It's my own fault..
These are my own thoughts.
But hey, I do it to my own self.
The pain, all the marks that you dealt.
It's my own fault.
You say shut up
But I keep talking
You say stop
But I keep walking
You say come back
But theres no more stopping.
It was so easy loving you.
But now? Baby now? I say adieu.
So goodbye & goodlife
From me, to you.
(irrelevant)
Yes, yes its true.
It's so easy loving you...
So easy to let you hurt me when you do.
So easy to let you strike me when you do..
Cause it's so easy loving you.
I take the pain & make it my own..
It's my own fault, I know.
Hit me, make me bleed,
Bruise me up.. I feel the high..
You're like my weed.
It's my own fault..
These are my own thoughts.
But hey, I do it to my own self.
The pain, all the marks that you dealt.
It's my own fault.
You say shut up
But I keep talking
You say stop
But I keep walking
You say come back
But theres no more stopping.
It was so easy loving you.
But now? Baby now? I say adieu.
So goodbye & goodlife
From me, to you.
(irrelevant)
Poetry: Broken
I yell break me!
Seems everywhere I look
Everywhere I turn
Someones trying to shake me
Why do people hate me?
Fuck you! Fuck your life.. I whisper..
I wish you'd die! But I don't.
Throw your words at me! That's all they do.
Sting like stones.. This is what you do!
Break me! Hate me!
You will never take me.
I am me & I am unique & I am strange
I am an alien with no brain... ha.
Fuck you. You don't understand!
This is who I am! This is who I am!
Fake. Fake? What, when, where, how!?
Why? You can't pin me down.
Try to hit me, I dare you.
I can only look... I snare you.
But why.. why hate me?
Innocent! Innocent I am!
I've done nothing! I'm still human.
Mistakes.. Mistakes yes.. I'll make.
But me? No. Fuck you.
Me? You will NEVER break.
Poetry: Forgotten Love
A dream has awoken me
A nightmare.
My eyes bloodshot
With despair.
He breathes quiet whispers in my ear
Gently strokes the tangles in my hair...
He softens my cold air
I look around but he's not there.
This is my nightmare, this is my dream
This is the trafedy for which I can't break the seams
I'm torn across with glee & worry
Confused if I should just apologize & say I'm sorry...
But I don't... & I won't.
Your love is undeserving of me,
So you shove me away, so much, I decay.
Tickled by your smiles.. damn it's been a while.
I miss ya swagga & ya style..
But damn.. It's been a while.
Forget you.
(irrelevant to anything)
Poetry: Whisper
If a whisper was a shout I would be no more
For I whisper death upon you whore.
I foretell to insinuate a false corruption
But dealing with you solves nothing.
If I were to run you'd walk behind
If I were to fall you step on me
If I were to lose you would win
For me? I am nothing.
I demonstrate kindness and nothing else
I hate to deal with hatred, but it must be held.
Off with their heads! No looking back!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Blood! Blood everywhere!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Problems? Where? Fact? You lack.
Death! Death to you they yell!
Why! What did you do?
Innocent by nature, victim by words.
Who are you they ask!
No one you reply!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Blood! Blood everywhere!
Until.. you are no more,
For I whisper death upon you whore.
For I whisper death upon you whore.
I foretell to insinuate a false corruption
But dealing with you solves nothing.
If I were to run you'd walk behind
If I were to fall you step on me
If I were to lose you would win
For me? I am nothing.
I demonstrate kindness and nothing else
I hate to deal with hatred, but it must be held.
Off with their heads! No looking back!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Blood! Blood everywhere!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Problems? Where? Fact? You lack.
Death! Death to you they yell!
Why! What did you do?
Innocent by nature, victim by words.
Who are you they ask!
No one you reply!
Pow pow! The guns roar with a smack!
Blood! Blood everywhere!
Until.. you are no more,
For I whisper death upon you whore.
Poetry: Follow
A mind is only as forsaken as you make it be
You peeped mine so now you follow me.
The evergreen shadows insinuating a future foretold
To those who shall never know.. to grow.
To live is to love, to live is to learn
To hurt is to yearn, just wait for a turn.
Broken dreams are pieced together easily
You peeped mine so now you follow me.
A simple life lived is hardest to love
For a simple slip will cause you to shove.
Losing grip on reality who clarifies lies
You started with hellos, but now you say goodbyes.
Count to one, have some fun.
Count to two, its nice to meet you.
Count to three, easily play me.
Count to four? I'm nothing more.
Nothing more than a dream thought of as supreme.
My supremacy is that of my mind broken & combined
A walk steps backwards hoping I find time.
Failure is an outcome but success is the KEY.
Success is what I need, that is why you follow me.
You peeped mine so now you follow me.
The evergreen shadows insinuating a future foretold
To those who shall never know.. to grow.
To live is to love, to live is to learn
To hurt is to yearn, just wait for a turn.
Broken dreams are pieced together easily
You peeped mine so now you follow me.
A simple life lived is hardest to love
For a simple slip will cause you to shove.
Losing grip on reality who clarifies lies
You started with hellos, but now you say goodbyes.
Count to one, have some fun.
Count to two, its nice to meet you.
Count to three, easily play me.
Count to four? I'm nothing more.
Nothing more than a dream thought of as supreme.
My supremacy is that of my mind broken & combined
A walk steps backwards hoping I find time.
Failure is an outcome but success is the KEY.
Success is what I need, that is why you follow me.
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