You will get drummed like the drum line
100 round drum, you get gunned down
Pull up with rockets and draw down
Like a police, put your gun down
Ape it, ape it, ape it, ape it
Titanaboa, I'm a snake
Grab on the **** baby face it
Animal planet, Ferrari
My chain, my neck is Safari
I'm a rock star like Jeff Hardy
Lil baby so nasty, so icky vicky
She **** on that **** give me licky licky
Sucky, sucky, she love dicky dicky
Three fingers 666
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 5:44 PM UTC
Every time You come
I wish You never left,
Your Fingers run around my lips.
Ink on your skin
Never seen
But constantly pet,
Our arms wrapped around
Clenched close.
A pillow of comfort
never experienced before.
As I lay my head to rest
Her cold heart
Needs to stay warm,
I’m trying my best.
Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 4:14 PM UTC
at this point in my life I still haven't figured out my purpose yet. Some of my friends act like they do, but probably don't. Some of my worst flaws is my obsession with escaping reality which usually causes problems, but who can blame me? Nobody will ever understand how difficult it is to live the way I do, everything I try I eventually hate. I haven't been proud of myself since late 2014 for taking a step towards my pursuit of happiness which got me out of the rut I'd call depression and suicidal tendencies. It's been two years without a suicidal thought and honestly life is great, however The difficulty of living for me is truly my anxiety and probably undiagnosed behavioral issues I probably should seek guidance on but, who knows. My anxiety isn't a crutch for me to build excuses for my actions, it's far worse. My anxiety causes me to feel tense constantly and causes my constant paranoia, it makes me skip meals, and eventually ruins just about everything for me. It causes me to constantly complain and it causes me to never truly rest. My anxiety is the devil on my shoulder and I just can't get him to leave. It truly digs the deepest when I am confronted about the issues it causes for me because I too want to change those things about me that it brings out but I can't, and that's what scares me. I can't figure out how to fix these flaws. Most recommend medication and prescriptions for it but prescription dependency is too much of a dark road for me (not that I've ever had an addiction problem). Some people think anxiety is an excuse but it's not. It's the reason I haven't had fingernails since I discovered biting them off helped me not shake. It's the reason why the inside of my cheeks have abrasions since i constantly chew on it when I get nervous. It's the reason why I can't figure out what my purpose is, Because that devil tells me everyday, give up.
*This devil
Ball and chain
A key made of addiction
that only works temporarily
I want him to go away
But I'm scared of him
And what he would say
His hands clenched tight around my neck
But left no mark
His tail drew a trail
To lure me in the dark
I wish he'd tell me everything is alright
But he won't
Because if he did
he'd eventually just tell me he's lying.
I want this devil to leave
I want this devil to let me be
I want this devil to give me my thoughts
I want this devil to stop*
***Disclaimer: this isn't a cry for help, this isn't woe is me. These are my thoughts. ***
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 2:02 PM UTC
I made a choice
It wasn't a sin
It hurt my nose
And it broke my pen
I lost some money
And a couple of friends
But I never forgot
To hit it again
Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 7:21 PM UTC
A joke
He's a ****
He's so self absorbed
You're a piece of ****
Haven't I told you that before
No I'm not
I constantly fight
With you inside my head
Keeping me stuck
Inbetween these sheets
That cover my bed
Take this weight off of my chest
Let me go
You need some rest
Stay here now
Just one more night
Wake up to life
Or death
Just might....
Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 7:15 PM UTC
Lack of effort
Lack of breath
Lack of life
Lack of death
Lack of hope
Lack of faith
lack of words
Lack of space
Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 7:08 PM UTC
Only you, only you
Only you can treat me like you do
And only she, only she
Only she chose me when I'm blue
So sorry, boo, we're through
I'm done crying over her
I'm done crying over her
My hands hurt
I think I'll go lay down
Cause I'm done crying over her
Here I am, brand new day
Now things do, let me show you, boo
And only she, only she
Only she chose me when I'm blue
So sorry, boo, we're through
Cause I'm done getting over her
I'm done crying over her
I'm done crying over her
My hands hurt
I think I'll go lay down
Lay down
Lay down
Lay down
Lay down
Lay down
Lay down
Lay down
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 3:43 AM UTC
What did you expect me to say
The delicacy of this dead flower
Brought more shock to my belief
And I can't believe that it's true
That these petals won't wither
If we make sure it never moves
when this rose is torn from its roots
The life inside
Supplied by light
Can live till we're both through
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 5:48 AM UTC
Im scared of what my friends would think
Because I became not much a swimmer
But this time I threw myself in the ocean
And instantly felt like a sinner
So I hope and pray
That I'd be okay
That the blue wouldn't take me away
But the pearly eyes
The smile on your face
Was as beautiful as I could see
So I know one day
You'll be far away
so far that it'd make me sick
I'd just hope that the motion
Of this gorgeous ocean
Would find me and take me away.
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 4:03 AM UTC
Why couldn't you have left
When I had one ounce of hope
And I tried to tell you
No
Because you are really *******
Hurting me
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 1:53 PM UTC