lil happy birthday irsy jaw piece
mr chel i aint no n jawn piece
tbt when we touched tips buddy
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 9:31 PM UTC
Mr buddy is not my friend.
I see him over there an want to make amends
Mr buddy is now my friend
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 11:05 PM UTC
Oh no, where did Buddy go?
I think I see him over the drinking the water really slow!
As the water is empty I see him get hit.
Oh no, where did Buddy go?
Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 5:44 PM UTC
When I slash my skin
It bleeds the color of the lucifer
When I meet him halfway we come together at once
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 12:37 PM UTC
You are the angel looking over me
The devil within me
And the person I strive to be
Apr 15, 2015
Apr 15, 2015 at 8:45 PM UTC
this depression
grips me like the rope thats soon to **** me
it's visible in my blank ****** expression
nothing is going to cure me
no one with a title, forget your medical profession
I believe its passed down genetically, chronological succession
but I don’t have my elders' strength, I’m choosing secession
leaving this place
but don’t call it regression,
because I own sole possession
of the knowledge that this life never gets better,
now do you understand? reading comprehension?
I became a master at hiding these feelings, skillful repression
and no I was never happy, there's my confession
how's that for a first impression?
in a world filled with prejudicial oppression and money hungry obsession
we’re G-d's material possession
unfortunately all the others will look on, intentional indiscretion
so yes, blame yourself, and discuss all the things you could've changed at my funeral procession
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 12:41 PM UTC
I saw the aurora lights in your eyes
Fresh streams and salty tides
I tasted strawberry fields in your lips
The sweet tongue of coconut as it splits
I swayed the tepid summer grass along your spine,
Gliding leaf petals in your hair, as we sat in the strong branches of this Ponderosa Pine
The place where I now go alone to ponder of you
Today, my vision only grows blurry, as it crowds with a deep population of blue,
The heaviness on my heart of a lighter branch almost spoils this beautiful view,
However, I can trust that this tree will never run from me,
It will stay rooted as promised; it will remain much longer than you
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 12:40 PM UTC
Taking sips from the fountain of youth
If you ain't heard about the kid
Then you out of the loop
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 12:37 PM UTC