Twisted fibers, burning flame
Random chaos, shooting pains
Wild thoughts, running trains
Flying solo, empty plane
YOu are lost but I am not plain
Very different , gold among grain
I am a thinker, using my brain
Away from the followers, they drain
I soak out of bad like a strain
I stand up and stand strong like a crane
So high on the strongest strain
Rising up like a fire flame
Making plays in my life game
So now you will never forget the name
Makstastic
Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 4:22 AM UTC
Maniac depressive bipolar joker, full of habits that cause total havoc that creates thoughts in my brain leading to mental traffic. Stimulating stressful destructive demons that emotionally embrace my dysfunctional dreams. Frantic creature full off fantasies of dramatic discrepancies that paint a picture full of random realities from phantom personalities who sub-consciously causing visual fatalities to stop being dramatic and live my destiny.
Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 4:19 AM UTC
Born in 88, as Pisces dragon
Living, smiling and clapping
Lost kid trying to find a place
In the world of emotions
Full of devotions
Full of hope in finding direction
In a world of total distractions
Pretty ladies, flashy cars, big houses and money
Influenced by emotions of time
Lost in thoughts of my mind
Have a passion and focus on my grind
Looking for my partner in crime
Together we can shine,
with love and trust,
with passion and lust,
You and me ride
into the happiness
and leaving the bad in the past
Mar 9, 2018
Mar 9, 2018 at 4:15 AM UTC
Walking up the concrete hill like an emotional rollercoastser. Feeling like jumping high on a trampoline to walking on fire and shatter glass. Walking up and making that loop with such relief like taking that first hit of that good kush. Walking the concentrate path over the train tracks feeling free like an innocent soul released from prison. Slowly and steady, my pace moving but my mind is mixing with thoughts like food in a blender. Reaching the midpoint, standing high in the sky, above all like the owl on the roof. Such a short distance ahead yet feeling miles away as I take steady steps like a lost tourist following a map. Around barbed wire fence like a captive creature believing to be safe. With a noose as a necklace as a final place which didn't feel right so I lifted it off like taking off my heavy college backpack and realizing to move forward toward my next phase.
Feb 20, 2018
Feb 20, 2018 at 2:37 PM UTC
Love comes from where?Love comes from who?
It does not come from him or her.
It does not come from this or that.
It does not really come, that is a fact.
It is not something you lost or lack.
It is not broken piece in a stack.
So love must be from within.
Love is something that been.
Love is to be and to do.
Love truly is from you.
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 2:41 PM UTC
I love you. You love me.
We so together, intimately.
With actions of passion.
Embracing each others minds.
Exploring each others bodies.
Experiencing each others energy.
Living wild like savages.
Being angelic and devilish.
Growing together with laughter and cries.
Connecting with the soul through the eyes.
Keeping each other warm in the cold.
In the ups and downs, staying strong and bold.
Therefore, we know we are lovers who are gonna love.
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC
Frozen in the moment.
Lost in time.Forgetting myself is the crime.
Striving for external is the crime.
Working for others making a dime.
Woke up knowing now is the time.
To stop holding back and following the river of the crowd.
Now listening to the universal sound.
Connecting with the universal ground.
Making my impact with a big loud pound.
Loving all and living proud.Walking slow and around me,
I surround me with a small town that speaks so loud while many drown. I rise up daily to take back my throne and crown
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 2:37 PM UTC
Awaken by a sound at the door.I got up from the bed and walked to the living room and then out the front door. I noticed my flower pots on the ground, broken and destroyed. I look around, as I stand on the patio and noticed a package, slightly opened, on the ground. It was not to me but I noticed something that would change my life. I noticed colored pencils and drawing pad. Something I could not afford to continue my passion of art. It was this moment when I started to draw again and share with the world.
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 7:33 PM UTC
Come enter the darkness
Come witness a monster, a man
Of features of a rare creature
With a clear path for a seeker
With a life of a greeter. Stay warm in this cold world with heater
Away from the gangsters and strippers. Join the growers and hipsters. Free like in the Castro and Mission. Always in the corner, being a loner, getting high like a stoner, being awake unlike an employee and being free.
Don't you see the system of delusion where they draw the conclusion but it's time take back the power and find a resolution
And lead to a revolution
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 2:07 PM UTC
Turn off the television
That's showing us an illusion
of lies that confuses and divides
the people, the land & the minds.
Many living ignorantly saying all is mines, never sharing and always lying by committing self crimes.
Eating fast food and fries which is clogging the mind and arteries. Consuming the lies and paying fees so best way to achieve peace is to smoke some trees.
Love self by eating smart with nature greens, mixing it with rice and beans and topped with cream.
So don't follow any lies, live your passion by following the dream
And again, let's show love and peace by smoking some trees.
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 2:05 PM UTC