Give me strength my father
The light I will find
At the end of these endless struggles
Top of These mountains I climb
Carrying all this weight on my shoulders
Setting heavy on my heart and mind
Weighing down my soul
Getting heavier with time
Assist me as I try
Each day that pass me by
To stay set on the right path
Even when I get left behind
No matter where my troubles lie
These haters watching closely
As the snakes slither by
I move forward under your watchful eye
Please give me the strength to break
The grip that any mere human may apply

They build you so they can bill you, then they tax you until the stress kills you. I guess it makes cents.

Hiding her guilty habit,
like its something she never had.
As the day just drags,
she takes another long drag.
Inhaling all the good,
exhaling all the bad.
By covering up the hurt,
she's soothing all the sad.
Feeling alone --
the thoughts alone - drive her mad.
forgetting what she is,
wishin for things, she wish she had.
clouds of smoke taint the air,
the smokey scent hangs like a flag.
with every puff she takes --
the closer it brings her to being glad.
forgetting the stress of the moments,
from the long day she just had.
the stress wearing her smile down, like a long gown
that's looking bad
her happy thoughts dissipate
with the smoke no sign of any hope
but its passing like a fad
she puffs, as slowly she smokes
enjoying the moment for the most
its more than just smokes -
it something that dampens the fear
of what is close, next, or near
these cloud skies fill her with hope
long enough for her to not care
when people that should be close,
aren't even near, or even close to being there
all she needs is her pack --
stashed in the back,
to have her back -
until the coast is clear.
and she's back on track.

Get tucked in
close your eyes
all warm with in
the day is over
the dreams begin
stuck by fear
trapped by sin
knocking hard
but can't get in
stuck on luck
bound to win
sleeping with one eye open
laying there just hoping
if fighting the good fight
with all of your might
is really worth the fight?
for a world that can't tell the difference between wrong or right.

So sick of letting things slide. So I crawl inside and find somewhere safe to hide. This is a-fear of a different kind. Where following that voice inside, meets weakness, and they collide.
Keep questioning my own destiny as I take strides, my damage; pride. These Hunger Games, I barely survived, barely feeling alive, nearly flat lined - then I, caught on fast now I to enjoy the ride - even though they fight my drive, my second wind, kept my hopes alive.
Give thanks to mankind, all hope is lost; in man kind. It's only a matter of time before the Heroes are confined, then is an eye for an eye, now the blind leading the blind. Getting no where over time, the prophets will make there prophets minus time. Profits inclines while more-real declines, ahead of or class, bunches of assed, falling further behind. The natural Law of nature, will settle the score; over-time.
No See, No Speak, Nor hear no known evil, and you will be fine. But seek, and you will find- a madness of another kind. It’s only a matter of time, but if doesn’t matter, if you pay it no mind – to defeat one persons, oneself, you must find.  It’s a different frame of mind, now try and picture my frame of mind; the events the frames mind are real in real time. But since they never happened to you, you cannot process them in real time, so now you have to play the feel, until you have felt it in real time. If it happened to me, that means it could happen to you at anytime.

Stuck in a plane where darkness bleeds through; can't think straight, don't know what to do.

Stuck between no where and forever.
Contemplating the consequences of our endeavor.
Did the time, In my mind,
Now, our hands go on forever.

advance floorplay
that's how these fourplay
money, power, respect, thats my forte
lifes a *****,
that's what my dog say.
i walk the talk- don't listen to Beyond-says
karma busy gettin that foreplay
while finishing first, .
seems to be my forte.
life goes around,
and it **** around, been waiting all day.
i expect the same around fourty
these dudes don't measure up
my spit game slicker than WD-40
turn a grown man to a shorty
i'm even first in 1st class, the view is excellant
serving these fools, I'm a lyrical savant

if i'm talking about the keys, i could be trippin
I frequent flyer miles, so i must be trippin
i'm frequently flyer, now that's advertising!
And they still won't give a nikka credit, how surprising!
took it like a grain of salt, now the steaks is meszmerizing
sipping Moet over the rocks, appalachians
me myself and my iphone uniting nations
they just hope its Opuss, with your hokus pukas
you can point fingers, just don't poke us
I fear no one, cause life ain't a fear
they still criticize god, so I'm fair ground
speak it into to manifest,
let got then handle the rest, with fanase
and since i got a heart of gold,
all i do is treasure chest.

I hate the person I am when I love you,
but fear that sadness of not having you.
Success, I need you.
I got to have you.
Sacrifice my life, just to have you.
there is nothing more important than you.
and then I realized that it's me not you.
then started putting myself before you.
got my pride, found my heart - so I don't need you.

You listened to me instead of your heart
the decisions inside tearing you apart
chasing me, instead of following your dreams
what was meant to be, isnt what it seems
running after me, by any means
selling my soul, buying into these schemes
bright lights, fancy car
blinding you from what you are
picking low hanging fruit,
instead of aiming for the stars
made my skys your limits
now you'll never see mars

Life's a *****, I'm a different breed.
A mutt, running a muck; Just tryin to do me.
Survival of the fittest; makes sense to me.
**** of be killed; the truth will be seen.
Apparently, people aren't what they appear to be;
two-faced, that's a pair to me.
"I got your back," Roger that, clearly.
Family ties, not suited for me, as of late
No relations to me, so as far as we relate,
It's yet to be seen. Tears, Tearing you apart;
Aren't always what they appear to be.
Just another means for your lies; to slide by.
You ain't fooling me. Human instinct;
Turned too cruelty. Cover ups,
To make-up - Truthfully -
You care more about yourself,
So selfishly. Success; It's either you- or me.

We all want success; doesn't mean everyone should have it; because not all of us can survive it.

suckling;
her breast
my tongue

The sun shines light;
   Giving the day light,
   making the sky silky white.
   always one plane view,
   never in plain sight.

You captured me with just one glance,
Bound by grace, lost in this dance.
Entice me now, your pleasure near,
Intoxicate, make all things clear.

I long to feel your softest skin,
Between your thighs, desire begins.
Fantasies ignite within,
I crave your touch, the heat, the sin.

Limbs spread wide, I lose control,
Your taste, your scent—devouring whole.
As I slide deep, you pull me tight,
Our worlds collide in perfect night.

Your juices flow, my pride, it swells,
The need to fill you—time will tell.
Each ******, a surge, my body’s plea,
Intense release, as you tempt me.

Bound by this rhythm, I crave it all,
Loving the pleasure, feeling the call.
Tonight, I’m yours, no need to hide,
Lost in the heat of this wild ride.

You captured me with just one glance,
Bound by grace, lost in this dance.
Entice me now, your pleasure near,
Intoxicate, make all things clear.

Your scent surrounds, I’m drawn to taste,
No drop of you will go to waste.
Limbs spread wide, I lose control,
Savoring you, devouring whole.

Every touch ignites the fire,
Your body feeds my deep desire.
Enamored by the way you feel,
The heat between us, raw and real.

Tonight, I’m yours, no need to hide,
Loving the pleasure, the heat of the ride.
Bound by this rhythm, I crave it all—
Surrendered to you, under your thrall.

Fell asleep in her arms;
        Had a dream called Heaven--
        So beautiful,  so precious.
        The moments disappeared too quickly.
        my memory posterized the details of the night.

I want to be,
as good with you,
as I am grammar.
and get so close to you,
that nothing will ever matter.
the only time we will leave,
is to go empty our bladder.
stay stuck in high school love,
with so much hope, we will never give up
even if our hearts splatter. lovers for life
even if we grow up --

I found you;
             fell in love with you,
             kissed you.
             made sweet love to you,
             loved it.
             Our souls mated,  
             we matched like the perfect fit.
             swore to love you forever.
             and then forever ended --
             Classic      

                                                The End.

I invade
Your body; so jade.
Our escapade;
Love made.
Both came.
My sugar cane,
Dipping in,
your  marmalade,
made your purple
rain.

Love is a bittersweet;
          the taste last longer than forever,
          feels like a dream of your favorite episode,
          and it only gets better the deeper you go.

Like candy,
   I devoured her words,
   So were sweet to the touch.
   Savored every second of it,
   her flavor inspires lust.
  Held captive by the moment,
  to taste her is a must.

Her world,
a storm filled with confusion,
got her chasing an illusion.
She's already a pearl,
but lost touch with reality,
vanity taking all of her sanity.
Trying to fit into a world,
that isn't fit for this girl,
             -- this is insanity.
A beautiful girl,
trapped in a materialistic world,
it isn't realistic --
The truth is mythic,
enhanced by a gimmick,
that real people try to mimmick.
And get depressed,
cause they can't achieve it.
These people faker than make belief ...
and we all believe it.
It makes me so sick
I want to hurl -
then walk off like,
I never even seen it.

Your hand gently brushes my hair aside,
Fingers trailing down my face,
Palm cupping my cheek,
Then gripping tightly, pulling me in,
Making me lift my gaze, drawn to you.

A soft, teasing kiss meets my lips,
I’ve craved this moment,
Yearned for you, aching with need,
I would wait forever for your touch.

Your tongue explores me deeply,
And I press closer, wanting more,
My moans escape as I surrender,
Knees pressing into the ground,
Lost in the hunger between us.

Your grip tightens, pulling me back,
Your lips claiming my neck,
Each kiss a mark of possession,
Forcing me to feel, to take it all,
Until the world knows—I belong to you.

My body practically salivates, that greedy part of me demanding satisfaction. In these moments, I’m acutely aware of the intense hunger I have for him, a craving that transcends reason and pride. The anticipation, the need, it all becomes a consuming force, leaving me desperate for his touch, his presence, his ****. The intensity of my longing is a testament to the powerful connection we share, a connection that leaves me yearning for more, always more.

His voice, with its thick Jamaican accent, warm breath breathing down neck sends shivers down my spine, and I can feel my juices sliding out. Sir says I should be embarrassed by how badly I want ****, and it’s true—it’s all I can think about. I laugh at the absurdity of it, knowing Sir enjoys using the word “****” It throws me for a loop, but in this moment, I’m too needy to be embarrassed. I just want him inside me; my desire is insatiable. My body is practically salivating, she's so greedy tonight, she's demanding satisfaction.

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I want to fill my mouth,
                   with your body, and
                               taste your existence  
                                                for all eternity.