i can give you nothing more than what i am. i was a man yesterday, im a man today and ill be a man tomorrow. yesterday i was misinformed than i am today. im smarter than i was. Now im jsut stadning before you. and ill b the man u want tomorrow. to take the neccesary steps 2 b the leader you need.
90 degrees
the ehat rising higher adn higher never ending, no end in site. stillness settles over the yeards. its broken by the slightest of breezes which brings wiht it peace adn calmity.
i want to throw my stereo at the wall adn scream at the tops of my lungs at a canyon. maybe my words will echeo off adn bounce back adn hit me wiht what i have said
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
stepped on
being stepped on
walked on
dont got nothing on getting pierced
on losing weight and feeling
your pace decrease as u walk.
no more can you be proud but you slink in the shadows
walked on
dont got nothing on getting pierced
on losing weight and feeling
your pace decrease as u walk.
no more can you be proud but you slink in the shadows
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
40th day ends in a nuclear winter
kill him or kill ur partner
sacrafice.
its the name of the end.
do it or make ur own path. it comes down to a choice and if u have a strong enough mind to bear the weight of 7 million lives.
i could, can you?
hiding within holes to prevail over the light, preparign for the worst adn then the realization of tiem smacking us adn the fun and youtube mixes.
the inability to decide what you want from life sucks so much.
i want to live it to the limit and further. too long i have been in the shadow, too long i have been benched.
too long i have never touched the water.
no more
ill be cannoning ball in.
running at full speed vs half.
going to live not die
shedding the past adn growing into the future.
sacrafice.
its the name of the end.
do it or make ur own path. it comes down to a choice and if u have a strong enough mind to bear the weight of 7 million lives.
i could, can you?
hiding within holes to prevail over the light, preparign for the worst adn then the realization of tiem smacking us adn the fun and youtube mixes.
the inability to decide what you want from life sucks so much.
i want to live it to the limit and further. too long i have been in the shadow, too long i have been benched.
too long i have never touched the water.
no more
ill be cannoning ball in.
running at full speed vs half.
going to live not die
shedding the past adn growing into the future.
gangstas vs mobs
in the modern age they call me mr. Your just boys with no names,with no birth certificates.
Im invested and worth a mill, ur cracked out and aint worht a bill....dollar that is.
I got a case and your lonely with ur waistband
My pants are tailored your sag down low
we have suits worth more than ur house on slander street
My spins dont spin but i got crystal rims
im organized, you need re-assembling son.
i hit it up, you knock it down.
remember that boxer you low jacked, ill be comendearing my ride back and bust ur 4 door pos up
Im invested and worth a mill, ur cracked out and aint worht a bill....dollar that is.
I got a case and your lonely with ur waistband
My pants are tailored your sag down low
we have suits worth more than ur house on slander street
My spins dont spin but i got crystal rims
im organized, you need re-assembling son.
i hit it up, you knock it down.
remember that boxer you low jacked, ill be comendearing my ride back and bust ur 4 door pos up
Monday, August 2, 2010
A re-uniting tie
the flight path payed and paved
a mere few hours
who would have thought that man could have gone so far.
now lets march on this grave hidden earth of ours.
the re-uniting of the fiancée and her well owner, taking pretty care of his first and only but never last.
over stretching, hyper tending, thats the sight i saw in kc. tryin to pull off more than it could deal with, especially in the rush of summer heats.
feeling unsecure as the driver goes forth, fearing the rape of nanking returning to just me.
the trivial seems like an obstacle until he felt the need to bro it up.
popping the collar and listening to Jack Johnson, wait whoaaa take the musical taste back. if that was real then i would have walked in 90 degree bare chested.
not the case so i could ride within her and feel safe.
hugs from the parents of a different state
my eyes swirling around in the sockets,
seeing whats new
and whats familiar
all a feeling of content
laughter lost within the vials of heat, disgust and confusion.
our savior
the legendary legend @ legends. alas we r not lost but found we are.
dressed to the 7's, drop dead gorgeous
all 3 of us
riding third wheel seems all too normal for me.
never a problem with the solution. it always add up right anyway you divide it
twins and sex and noises that i swore came out of a decked out machine.
turn the vibrator up to 11 and lets rock this place now and forever. its only you her and me.
lets break all the rules, defy the Starbucks hours and logg some more of our own. sex in a car, one going shirtless, comfortable.
no one questions the fact
we all are too safe and soundly fine
singing the lyrics of truth and happiness,
intertwined at the stick
late night kisses fading into the high end hookers dress folds
going tie less was a choice regretted but alas, another time for young lovers and their adventures. a never ending chapter in love.
feeling the weight of a tired day on an awake boy.
slowly sleep creeps upon thy body until the predators stirs.
fitful episodes come and go, a night with SPIKE is a uneasy one indeed.
Sunday morning peaks
a mere few hours
who would have thought that man could have gone so far.
now lets march on this grave hidden earth of ours.
the re-uniting of the fiancée and her well owner, taking pretty care of his first and only but never last.
over stretching, hyper tending, thats the sight i saw in kc. tryin to pull off more than it could deal with, especially in the rush of summer heats.
feeling unsecure as the driver goes forth, fearing the rape of nanking returning to just me.
the trivial seems like an obstacle until he felt the need to bro it up.
popping the collar and listening to Jack Johnson, wait whoaaa take the musical taste back. if that was real then i would have walked in 90 degree bare chested.
not the case so i could ride within her and feel safe.
hugs from the parents of a different state
my eyes swirling around in the sockets,
seeing whats new
and whats familiar
all a feeling of content
laughter lost within the vials of heat, disgust and confusion.
our savior
the legendary legend @ legends. alas we r not lost but found we are.
dressed to the 7's, drop dead gorgeous
all 3 of us
riding third wheel seems all too normal for me.
never a problem with the solution. it always add up right anyway you divide it
twins and sex and noises that i swore came out of a decked out machine.
turn the vibrator up to 11 and lets rock this place now and forever. its only you her and me.
lets break all the rules, defy the Starbucks hours and logg some more of our own. sex in a car, one going shirtless, comfortable.
no one questions the fact
we all are too safe and soundly fine
singing the lyrics of truth and happiness,
intertwined at the stick
late night kisses fading into the high end hookers dress folds
going tie less was a choice regretted but alas, another time for young lovers and their adventures. a never ending chapter in love.
feeling the weight of a tired day on an awake boy.
slowly sleep creeps upon thy body until the predators stirs.
fitful episodes come and go, a night with SPIKE is a uneasy one indeed.
Sunday morning peaks
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)