It's been on your mind
You cringe from the thought of it
But you have been a victim...
A victim
Of wanting to do what you fear most,
******.
It's hated, controversial, and sinful
But everyone's has had it cross their mind
Everyone has thought
******.
-Dougie Simps

Dear father*
Let me start my hatred for you must end now and begone
If it wasn't for your horrible ways this man today I would've never become
Nothing's wrong
I developed the ability to convert anger into beautiful songs
I'll never forgive you for what you've done
I'm just glad that you're gone
It's been so long
Since the last time ya seen ya boy
I'm a whole lot more outgoing now
Gave up on being koi
Eye contact with people I tend to still avoid but
I inspire the world now
Less hate and more joy
And I'm a strong man too
No longer a scared lil boy!

Father why!? Why the ******* create this hurt inside?
Why the ******* teach me how to run but never how to ride?
Why you make me cry?!
Why!!?
Do you understand the pain and anger you ******* put me through?
Do you know how it feels to look in the mirror and hate the other half of you!?
Butter knife thoughts is something nobody ever knew
Turned me into a insecure weak boy that everybody can see through!
The misery of a young confused beatdown child
Who covered his face with a mask and put up a fake smile
Who's soul is tame less and heart so wild
who ignores his good side so he blocks it with denial
Through my life I ****** up and poured out a lot of tears
Used liquor to heal my pain and replaced my blood with light beers.
Working hard to better myself but
becoming you is still my biggest fear!

I told my mother the past is gone and the good life is now in our sights
Told her imma fly us there so mama please hold on tight
Because you can be stuck in the dark for so long and feel you'll never see the light
I believe we can survive anything
You just need to believe in you and always prepare to fight!
Allow my story to strengthen you when you feel you have no might
We gotta climb the highest mountains when we say we afraid of heights!

So dear father I'm not you, you was just a part of my creation
At times I swear you aren't real just a figment of my imagination
No more frustration!
Nor Pretending, Anyone can survive hard times that's just the message that I am sending
The end is never close it always just the beginning, We're all winning!
So I know my journey has just begun!
Mom and I  are doing fine now and we're living well.
Oh yeah....P.s your only son

-Dougie simps

(Train Leaving)*
After 23 years, I finally stepped up to the mic...
Exposed my hidden messages of a pad that holds my life...
Speaking all about my problems,
and how I tend to solve em...
a past that shows a little boy who resents the reflection of his father.
Some would call me crazy, others maybe weird..but I can't listen to your judgement since honesty is what makes things clear...I separate myself...seems alone time helps me most...a solo mind with his thoughts
Helps him write his best quotes...
An odd type of man who lives for the excitement of gods plan,
Was once a young kid, who felt the cold life in his hands...
Speaking wit permission
Causes society not to listen..
But if I create a work of art..
Will society potentially be a witness?
will they believe everything they hear on a deceiving television? (Idk)
I just Give love to the hated...
Humble down the overrated...
Bring back spirit into the potential...
Send a prayer to the outdated...*
Allow the thought of a good heart
To bring happiness and true belief
Give a helping hand to the fallen..
Don't treat others as if they are beneath..
A black pen can send a message and open up so many possibilities..
Is society truly crazy? Or do we need to learn how to embrace the little things?
Unleash a humans true ability to become "non ignorant" and turn hostility into tranquility.
I still stay prayed up, and believe in the good of humanity
I see change in faces, a flower blooming in a *** full of insanity,
And if I couldn't move, I ask...would you stop and carry me? Or would you let me die and leave me here alone?
This here is my first train of thought...and my last ride home.

- Dougie simps #lostlove
#SecretMessage

Love is her kiss
Beauty is her simplicity
Genuineness is her gift
Elegance is her walk
Weakness is her perfume scent
Intelligence is her passion
Confidence is her smile
Fragile is her eyes
Strength is her heart
Longevity is her trust
Fear is her pride
Amazing is her flaws
Perfection is...is her.

But who wants perfect? When she is..the best thing I never knew I needed. *
-Dougie Simps

I am*…
A beat without a sound
A stray without a pound
A flower without the ground
A person without the noun
A girl who believes in men
A writer without a pen
A solider who's off to battle, without a country to defend
A moment without a stage
A book without a page
A innocent man who's on the run without a cop to start the chase
A verdict without a case
A puzzle without the maze
A smile of given defeat, without the sour face
Water without the vase
A crime without the trace
Blood that doesn't stain
A scar without the pain
Circus lion who isn't tamed
A man who's in the mirror...without looking the same
A color that's black and white
A blind man who can read and write
An image of your sunny day...that's an illusion of your figment night...

But wait!
I've come to an conclusion...

Im An ill mind not willing to listen, who's thoughts are reminiscing..about a past life when the good rules and his golden heart wasn't missing....even without his illusions...but I walk in a realist dream?...Is this life really...all an illusion?
-Dougie Simp #LostLoveWriter

Could you imagine if we lived in a world where we never discriminate?
The word ****** would be a myth, People were open minded and great!
It hard to talk to one another, when rarely we relate,
Judging one another because of the pigment on another persons face
This life is sucha disgrace
I'm sure it wasn't gods plan...
To belittle all our women...
Give power to a weak man...
To **** with no remorse...
Start an idea called divorce...
To conceive without love,
That virally spreads thru *******
And To pray without meaning
Ask god to approve your selfish dreaming...
While the broken hearted child, recovers from internal bleeding,
Society, I am pleading
We gotta resort to a change...
We gotta help one another,
But you can't help AND inflict pain
Questioning all my thoughts,
Skeptical on my wishes,
Because angels are cleaning dishes now all in hells kitchen,
No point of leaders voice, if no one cares to listen...of loyalty, when integrity is morally...missing
And if the world comes to an end...I just hope im not a witness
Crazy how America represents the eagle!
Yet we are treated like pigeons.
Brainwashed by the "govt" seems nowadays to be a given..
Can I be a good man?
Or a brilliant musician?
Can I follow my own heart?
Wait, do I really need to ask permission?
Do I!?....I don't know. But these modern day issues all seem to think so.

-Dougie simps #LostLoveWriters