my girlfriend said she was putting me on a diet,

no more sugar she said,

well one day she was at work



i was dog sitting while she worked

i got so hungry for some candy

loaded up the dog and went to the store



yeap,i bought a whole bag of candy

went home and i was in hog heaven

watching the game eating candy



well time for her to get home so i hid the candy

she came in and sit beside me,have you been eating candy

hell no honey i'm on a diet



well a few minutes later that **** dog

came into the living room carrying that bag of candy

she screamed out i knew you was eating candy



i jumped up and said

**** that's the smartest dog i have ever seen the **** thing went to the store and bought a bag of candy



she looked back at me

and asked whos credit card the dog used,,,hers

I’m tired of all the arguments,
Being all it’s doing is bringing me down,
Even if they don’t see it,
I need it,
The longing for love,
For a dove with a broken sole,
It cannot come from magic,
It cannot come from static,

I’m tired of always being put down,
You are supposed to have good sound,
Quit telling me I’m worthless,
That I’m nothing,
You say that you care,
But if you did you could see the tare that is in my heart,

You say that you are proud of me,
I can’t see it,
You tell me too many times that I’m a mess up,
Or to shut up,
So no I don’t see it,

You say that I’m needed in this world,
The world is doing perfectly fine without me,
I know that you don’t see my potential,
But I see what you don’t,
A broken sole just trying to live its life.


So, I created this story for one of my friends who is going through hell at home. Her parents treat her like garbage so, I created this to show her parents!

I ******* hate you.
You slithering ****. You twisted snake.
My own creation but far from a child.

No face but the eyes. They see through and in me. Invading the deepest crevices of my mind. Turning my slowly torsional heart black.

Writhing behind me but shuffling closer and closer. Like the omnipresent ghost you are. You’re weak. You need me.

I your creator and your life force. You distend and prate as you drain all I have. Leaving me a ******* shell. A shambling corpse left to rot in the earth.

Neither living nor dead you consume my being. Plunge your sinuous claws in my chest. Probing for more to take, but I am empty.

Callous and apathetic you toss what’s left. My decrepit body languishing as you lick your claws and  gloat. Perched and waiting for the chance to leech from me again.

some are reluctant to meet the hope
if it's just empty hope
some are afraid to meet the taste
if the taste is not reciprocated
but wait, I am here..
trying to be brave
armed with trust
because love does not have to have a reason
a word of love is very meaningful
but pray for you in my prayers every night,
it's so much better
because it makes me feel at peace
only my God and I know

My rhythm is off, but the beat is calling,
That tribal drumming, the earthen pulse.
A return to the roots of natural forces,
A long lost knowledge from ancient skulls.

The fire is dim, but is stoked and burning,
All shadows retreat, as I turn to ash.
The smoke will be cleansing as is the flame,
It builds brighter still, as it burns the past.

My blood will flow with the tides of the sea,
Each crashing wave washing myself anew.
My cup runneth over and fills me back in,
A rush of emotions to get me in tune.

My breath of the wind, steady and calm,
Connects with nature and settles this storm.
As light as a feather, as serene as the sky,
My soul like a cloud, shifts and transforms.

With roots dug in deep, my crown opens up,
Embracing the guidance of heaven and earth.
With gratitude I surrender over again,
To the endless process that is my rebirth.