I miss my friend.
If we can only talk for a quick second.
I’m trying to forget the past and live in the present.
Forget the bad I’m done learning my lesson.
I’m not going to ask, “Why was I treated wrong?”
I lived through the pain and now I’m living strong.
You’re the cause of my wrongs nothing felt right.
“Why do I still bleed?”, when I’m wearing white.
Why do I still need?”, this person in my life.
Questioning myself, the answers would help.
Deep in my thoughts the common passion I’ve always felt.
You won’t respond because you’re not here.
If you were I doubt you’d care.

More To Say...

Every time we talk you say, “I have you back”
Well, you shouldn’t of left me like that.
Broken down but yet I have to be man.
We both are human beings I guess you don’t understand.
You bleed red! Well so do I!
You left me dead! But I’m still alive!
Raised from the ground to reach the sky.
Like a seed in the ground, that tree grew high
If only you could see me now
You would be surprised
But only thing you see is memories
Just another disguise!
The truth behind your lies...

Bless the dead and the dead that’s undead.
Some people rather be that way instead.
Walking around like zombies just useless bodies.
Acting like it’s a trend just clueless copies.
The end feels near or it already is.
Well until then continue your life.
You have more to live and plenty more to give.
Life isn’t easy I understand your logic.
I exit reality and enter my fantasy Marvel Comics.
Yes!, I’m a bit of geek and I strive on week by week.
I listen to music on repeat until I’m in sync.
I’m not talking the 90’s boy band.
More like Eric B. & Rakim, when the music leak.
You can hear them say “Don’t Sweat The Technique”.
Some may not understand me like I’m speaking Greek.
Like everything I write seem too weak.
It’s not up to their standard like a sleek physique.
Don’t judge me because I seem fatigue.
I’m on my own level if you follow the league.
Yup, the words was spoken as I continue to speak.
Let it remain in your head until it’s concrete.
My words all in your head and may it the streets.
Like Diddy, “Proceed to Give You What You Need”.
Forget me not and Yes, I’m a different breed.
DNA from a plantation where my ancestors flee.
I wish I can say they were freed.
The truth is people are ruthless and till this day.
Anger in my soul but in reality I seem okay.
Aggression gets old so I put it away.
I’m more cool, calm, and collective.
I sometimes bend the rules it’s beyond effective.
Don’t analyze me now no need for a detective.
As you read I invaded your life instead.
I’m now attached to you, Zombie life, The Infected.
I know this script wasn’t expected.
So I’ll continue to search for a different method.

I’m just so hungry...I must feed..

More to Come