Thighs thick as if made by god to grip
Mind flips to songs which brought bliss
I reminisce of how I could get lost mist
Too quick is the young man who used his fists
Memories are my weapon well equipped
Know not what to do.
By the things I did
But what I did would sink most ships
Mine now swims in seas infinite
No longer the pestered kid
My wrinkles brought gifts
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 10:28 AM UTC
Cold inside
I want to fly
You know so many names
But what do their lips say
When you climb mountains ?
Haunted by the sounds
Of certain melodies
I got to touch the skin
Where do we begin ?
Lost in this endless forest
Destroying my mind
One fun at a time
Two and i'm signaling
This might be the end
Of the line
When its your turn
Will you be eager
Or will you feel terror?
These are the questions
You will have answered.
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 4:12 PM UTC
What is your output?
Know not names, names have no purpose
That line is crooked
Treat it like the rest just ignore
Where is your heartbeat?
It raises and falls by your wallets weight
Hope is a weapon
Hope is the little sunlight through the thickest fog
I wanted nothing
That could be bought, I wanted something a little warm
loathing & empty
sending me through this spiral
Going where I wish not to know
Let me be nothing
I'd rather not exist than be the ragged one with the polluted soul
Oct 8, 2018
Oct 8, 2018 at 12:58 PM UTC
You got the skin for touching
Touch mine
And let me know I am still right here
I figure sometimes my hearts not on
But you get to moving
You get to doing what
I needed from the start
Sun is meant
For burning
Im burnt
Beautiful
Let me know you
Cloth barely existing
Why exist
When you got the skin
For moving
Praise something
Sweat comes out your glands
Your glands are on mine
Let me know you
Let me feel everything
Heaven is within
Be my blessing
I was blessed
Must be
Heaven Sent
Find your beauty
Find it in every move
You make tonight
Beautiful
I got no disciples
We were made to
Disappear
After all
So disappear
With no harm.
We got that magnified
Bliss
When your body is in my hands.
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 2:59 PM UTC
Say what makes you feel ashamed.
I can't say I feel the same...
It's just skin after all
Your skin is bliss to us all
I know my doubts
Do you feel the shame ?
Seeping into your head
Regret is a mess
Made up by the men
Who make up monsters
Underneath your bed.
Dont you know?
The glow?
Feel it as it gets so bold.
I felt it take my head
Outside the norm
Is your mother a saint?
Is your father finding faith?
I found nothing
Good to die for
Till you looked in my eyes
I need mistakes
I make them almost everyday
But some stains
Stain perfect into every grain
Be the angel in my head.
That takes me from my everyday
In every way
I swear to my name
I'll be the one who tames
That lion roaring in your head.
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC
Lord you made it so hard
Do you know my troubles with god
Justify why you made it so hard
Then I will tell you why I have troubles
With you that make it so hard
Took them too young
Will you take me young?
Smile on my face with
No air in my lungs
I saw the last breath
Come out their lungs
In their veins flowed my same blood
Wonder why I have trouble with god?
See those who carry my blood
Do you know god?
I know god
Took those I want in my arms
But there are still are those I wish no harm
God my troubles are strong
But without you all I have
Is no meaning to fallen
What I would do to hold you in my arms?
I would go too far
Close my eyes so hard
Till I feel you in my arms
Please god
Let her one day be in my arms.
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC
Not in the grave
So why did you pray?
You said you were waiting for that rainy day
I noticed a few days with sun
That burnt meanly worse than the wetness of rain
Fluid through the song
Every move clean to the beat
You know how tough some beats can be
But you never stopped
The stamping of your dancing feet
Kings laugh underneath their heavy golden crowns
I see the jester never shows a frown
The Queen wore that wedding gown
She now feels as the Jester
Her crown feels like the bell
Just bangs less loud
Jun 1, 2018
Jun 1, 2018 at 7:47 PM UTC
Don't touch those unless your fit for burning
Little burn turns to a little learning
Screams so loud they
Shatter the top of this glass roof
The shards do as they do
They cut through the skin
Time is nothing when the flame
Turns on you
A minute
A second
They rush around
Twisting my head
Like a tangled up night gown
Freudian slip
Through the thick sound
What can you do with the flame?
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 8:06 PM UTC
He shows eloquence in his side step
So close to the touch of death
Yet still breathes in soft breaths
Mine were quick as I grabbed
My stomach sick
Little boys turn to men
Better when they see
The world as it is
I was told
Cold
Nothing says the elderly tongue
Looking for reaction from the younger one
The boy saw
Colors blended by deep holes
Lifting red over
The muscled body torn
Thick legs plan another
Foolish attack
Trickery over the bold
My eyes were wide
As it fell not with grace
Pulled by its legs with rope
To remove from the show
Felt a feeling I did not know
I knew I would one day
Know.
Death
No satisfaction does it know
Pat on the shoulder
From a hand
I might have seen as cold
To this day I still don't know
Mar 16, 2018
Mar 16, 2018 at 8:27 AM UTC
More passion than a man laughing
After the whip's 100th lashing
I feel quick sand coming thick
Add the caption
First you see me but then i'm gone quick
Learned lessons the old teach
The ones who share blood.
I had none
So I had to spill blood.
Focus even when tying my shoes
Only have one life
One trip and there you lose
Coughing out demented thoughts
Attempted plots like a twister
Once your too far in
Then you spin
And now you're gone.
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 9:54 AM UTC