A few feet of rope
Is all I need
To attempt
A death defying jump
Stunt
As evil as a motorcyclist
O'er a mountain
Except
I'll purposely fail
I'll miss the mark
And fall into the dark
Abyss
And as I fall
Into the trench
Between cliff's
I'll hang on to the only bit
Of serenity I've ever witness
It seemed like plenty of minutes
Passed
Before my grounding
Of the situation
I'm placed in a displaced
Formation

Though I'm dismembered
I figured
My disfigured image displays
My inner being
Contortion
Confusion
I confront my discomfort
And end all thought

The final sight
Of me
Will be as is
Take me as I am
As I take away my life
And be

Stop provoking me
Your absence is choking me
So if I take your breath
You'll know
What evoked me

I'll surpirise you
Showing up unexpectedly
But hows it unexpected
When you left without farewell's
You should of guessed
I'd come down
To raise hell

I had to face adversity
Dumped on
Our anniversary

You say
You want to be
Just friends
But wouldn't a just friend
Lend a hand
When thier best
Was left to die
Why would I
Befriend
Such pain
I know I can't live without you
But if I stay
I'll die

In love
The grey area
Grabs eyes
And make dark
Sight bereft of light
Like
Shades on a blind mans face
A distasteful state
Tastless
No tongue in cheek
Just expressing
No expressions
No feelings
No impressions
Emotionless
Motionless
Holding this knife tight
By the blades
Your cries

I tried to hear them.

Beat the eardrums
Til they bust
Death to sound
Sounds so violent
Deaf to sound
Sounds so silent
I walk away

But
The sign is
Trying to warn
Since its
Senseless
To try to read
I'll walk into the street
The red light
Stops my life short
The
Road killed
Me
And left a foul stench
But I would never know
I never stopped
To smell the roses

When I
Think of you
My
Heart swells to a size
Larger than
The average man's fist
You'll **** me at a young age
You disease!
These pills
Are poor medicine
To me
Finish me!

No...
Long ****

You slowly peel
Off my life
Like
Pages of a calender
How long will it last!
I hope this is my last summer
I cant take it
I cant make it
I cant break this habit
I'm an addict
I panic at interventions
And take it way too personal

"What!!?
You want to take
My precious pain away!!?"

Never!
I'll indulge
Until this buldge in my heart burst
I'll die a thousand times
Just to relive the feeling
Your poisin
Is killing me gently
And I love it
You hate me
But I know
You only hate because
You love me
I'm not kRazy,
I'm obsessed!

An i'm upset
You'd mistake
The final breath
I'll take
Would be for the sake
Of attention

No!
It's simply for the pleasure of pain
From the object
Of my affection

I am not mad!
This scientist intentions
Were only to be inventive
With science
And look what I've invented!
Made a dead man
Come alive
From live wires
Electrifying
Like lightning rods
From a God
I am the creator
Shall my creation
Worship me
Work for me
or Sacrafice
A Life?

An animals?
Or his own?

On his own
Like an animal

Will he
Look to me
For guidance
Like
From father to son
Or sun to man

Study
all of my
Writings
Read my work
Like a bible

And spread my scriptures
Which were
Ripped up
Pages out a journal
Out-dated
Which
I used in the beginning
Addressing
Old testaments
From old tests and
Old testing kits
When I made my first attempt
At revelation
He,
The prophet
Concluded my project

No matter
How loyal
My creation

The formula
To be able
To be royalty
Is made by faith

Will he reject my claims
And claim
I lack proof

I made you
In my image
So I guess
Like you do
And hypothesize life
Until I have
The power to create
One

Fame frightens me
So evil
With it's disguise

Fans holler your name
When you rise

Then scream
When you dive

Their love
Rides at the edge of hate
Too close
The
Applauds are just
As loud as the crowd's laughter
When you fall
No sympathy for the weak
You are
The almighty celebrity

So that billboard in the sky
Is a mirror image
No blemish
Finished
Perfectly

Are you?

My mugshots show
An ugly side
Never before seen
My front
Was just as bad
It wasn't me
I swore

Lie in front cameras
Paparazzi
Spot's me
And shoots me
Repeatedly
I turn around
To run away
And twist my ankle
And hit my face

I can't see

The flashing lights
Are so blinding
I stand up
And
Run to my ride
Hoping I won't die
Like the princess
Inching closer
I jump inside
And pull off
With a vengence

They follow me
In vans
Advancing at a pace
No ordinary
Horse-power could
Soar at
Gaining on me

High beams
Blind my rear-view
Mirror shows
All
Even in the privacy
Of my car
I remain
In spotlight

I haven't read this script
Let alone rehearsed
Will this high speed chase
End
Or is the next scene
In a hearse?

(Reader Beware)

I just happen to be
Evil
Ever since I could remember
I favored
Torture
Over
******
It brings a sense of overkill
And overtime
It becomes much worse
Than death
Trust I
Studied ****** pages
Out the Book of Death
So you know which craft
I've practiced
For ages
Graduately
Mastered Massacre
Professed uncontested chaos
Havoc bestowed upon
My victims
Shrieks pierce ears
Like nails against
Chalk boards

My knife scraps along
Your metal chains
Why worry I won't stab
I just want your eyes
You don't
Need to see
The method to my madness
For if you ever escape
You can't tell a thing
You'll only see
The last image
Me
My methods mimmick Hell
As I cause pain
Forever
I wont let you die
Blood drips like tears
As you cry
Now,
Settle down,
You'll get use to it

When the sky
falls
I'll look down
At broken clouds
And
The fabric of space
Tore like the fray


****,
Whose gonna fix!?

I''ll be looked upon
Flyboy!

"Just jump on the moon!
Pull the sky in full
With a pulley
And if it's too heavy
Pull me!"

Who want's to be a
Citiczen of earth
When once white clouds
Are now
Covered in dirt

Since I'm
The only guy with wings
You say,
It's easy to see
Me
I should fly
Reweave strings
But I'm no seamstress

It seems stressful
To have duty
On Call
Due to my
Enclave of feathers

Assorted in perfection
Cleverly positioned
To make light
And lift
I take flight
Even when the wind
Blows away
I'm wieghtless

I've waited a long time
To be accepted
Along time
You denied me
Who wants to befreind
The freak
But now you say
It's my destiny
To save you
But I won't
Will you freak when I deny?

Will you cry
Shout
Scream
In the final moments?
Or own it

Like the fate
You made me taste
As bitter
As the first look you gave
When you saw
My disfigured back
You didn't front
Like you didn't notice
The ugly sight
Which would soon
Be your savior

Searching through eternity
To find forever
For everyone...

I have to **** time

Hours lost
Trying to steal minutes
Out of long hands

Only way to cope
Is to enjoy the moments
Not watching
The hourglass sand

It remains a reminder
Of my debt
But with the clock
Out of sight
I slept
And found another day

It pains the mind
To recognize what I wasted
I should of waited
But I can't wait
Until the weekend
Until then
I'll waste it

No treasure found
Forever in freeze frame
Just seconds
Before the sunsets
The suns few rays
Brings a sense of Feng Shui
As I **** time
In the final moments
Of the day

I'm as
The starving squirl
That stashed his last pistachio
Is he mad!?
No,
He's nuts
And he has guts also
For when his seeds grow
His young
Will have the tree

More than martyr
More than father
Thinking further
Before his daughters
Were even thought of

He did things
So they could eat
Endless fruit
Is what they'll reap
From what I sowed
Some time ago

There were
Words upon a page
Written chronologically.
Chronically illogical
Logically impossible
Possibly an anomaly
And that would be
Phenominal

"The fate of failures, is perfection"

Attempts at great
Aren't practical
Without practice
Wrong turns had to be made
To find a new world
Order a new atlas
Errors addressed
At last
We find where to go
Because of someone's
Shortcomings

Trials
I err
Human is what I prefer
It's a blessing
My preference
For learning my life lessons
Is by living
Yes, I listen
But I'm missing the point
I have perfect vision
But Im def-
Finitely trying to zero in
Do you hear me?
Or at least see
Where I'm coming from
Nothing
The only option is more

If I plunder then fall
I'll spring
Before summer
Without having cold feet
Cowardice
Never climbed mountains
But a wise guy
Kept his toes
And still walks
The open road

Success
Is but a mile a way
My failures
Are just footprints
It's easy
To see
Where I tripped
But know
I never tripped
About it
When I reach
What seems to be
Overnight success
Just know
How you see me
Is the night before
And it took me
Ten thousand miles
To get to this
Opened door

I don't know why
You decided
To stay
I am broke up
From yesterday
My heart departed
Some time ago
An empty future
Is all
We can know

But we can walk
Hand in hand
Corpse's bride
Locked eyes
I locked lips
With
Appocalypse
And sealed my fate
A date with destiny
Is destined to be great
Even though
We'll birth more
Pain then pleasure
It'll hurt more
To face it
Alone

Do you know
What terror is?
Terror rising
Like the threat level
News televising
Different views
Like
Christian or Hindu
Muslim.
How many Satanist
Crashed planes in
Places containing
Millions?
Murders of a martyr
Muttering under his breath
Not before a jump
From a building
But before
Walking through its doors
Trench coat
Drenched in sweat
No words spoken
But the name
Of a God
à la God
Alas
A last breath
And a final moment
Gives a button
A fast press
Blast!
Explosions
Cold as the
Look he gave
Before he left
On his quest
Like a crusader
Crusading a nonbeliever
Then crucify
If you try
To stay true to self
Well, take me
As I am
And know
I will never claim to know
I worship nothing
That creates war,
Whether real
Or not.

Who are you
To tell me
My thoughts
Aren't worth being heard
I deserve
And demand my rights
I might
Shout amendments
First,
Then commence
To irregular common sense

My stability
Is retained
By the imbalance
In my brain
You see,
I can't enable
These "Cain and Able"
Angels
That rest on your shoulders
Because
I ain't able

Fable's fly out
The mouth
Of an astounding author
His sound is profound
His prowess authorized
By his copywritten
Signature
Which is his style
Italized
And laid back
Now,
Crack open
Another pack of pens
And draw out
The wildest conclusions
In deep thought
Then listen...
The world dissapproves

The extent
Of my intentions
Were wilder than I could imagine
So I didn't know
I would take this far

The words written
Were forbidden
In the foulest belief system
I wouldn't have
Took it this far
If my outrageous mind
Wasn't dying
From boredom
Boarding off
The monsters
That try to alter ideas
From beneath the bed
They reach my head
And toy with my
Emotions
Tantilize and
Taint my tender mind
Then morph it
To be the tainter!
To picture death
You'll need help
From this
Morbid painter

Why do I
Write so wickedly
Then spread like pandemics
It's
Pandamonion momentarily
Shared with you
With whatsoever
You should do

With

Evil knowledge
Is truth
Look in your hands
I say
"Vice is right"
Can I persuade?
Like a gun used to
****** a murderer

Some executions
Are executed
At the exact moment
Of redemption

How tempting
Is it for
A wholsome man
to make
A half-hearted attempt
At prosperity
Sparingly
Laying in Evil's bed
But never sleeping

When he awakes
Will he use the tools
Because he learned the trade
Or teach others
It's hard to reach others
When all they believe
Is a happy ending
I conclude
But
The true ending
You can't imagine
Because it's too wild
For you

I have
A faulty brain
You have to excuse me
They use me
For tests
Studying
The schematics
Of a pscycopathic
Nonbeliever
WIll bring light
To the mysteries of
The dark mind

They say
You will never understand me
And I urge you
To never try
I am
A firm believer
In the absurd
And I vow
To never to stray
NOW MOVE!!
Before I let loose
With words to subdue
You're mind subtly
Then suddenly
I fascinate!
Until you indulge
Into this state
Of unknowing
Knowledge
Evil as the apple
Eve picked from
The tree
Sweet treat
Would you also
Like a bite to eat?

I am
The imperfect creation
Made perfectly
For your consumption
Others may slump in
Depression
Then
It's do and die
Commiting
Philosophical suicide
With the extremists
Who would sacrifice
A child's life

For god's sake
Who made
A mess out of earth,
Snakes?
Who constructed
This absurd brain
To think this way
What hands formed
The mandible
Which speaks
Sinful opinions

The open-ended
Questions of life
Were reserved
For religion?
Tell me why
I
Can imagine a place
As evil as hell
But can't create
And wouldn't
If I could

Speak vile
But
My actions speak justice
Just as quick
As you claim
I'll lay in a lake of fire
I'll say
I have to stay
And never leave
This is the punishment
For saying
What I believe.

Here I stand
Fallen
Blacklisted
Unpermitted to enter the pearly gates
I scratched and clawed
At clouds
As the Guards
Escorted me out
And pulled me
To this fiend
Below

He's nothing like me
Shows no love
Help
Care
Concern
or Charity

Our only similarity
Is pride
WHY!?
Was I made beautifully
And given
This useless musical talent
If I can't
Move souls
For a chance
And feel godly

I sinned
Nonetheless
What's next, Nothingmore
Or
Something much more
Worse,
Infinite death

****,
I wish I was a victim of infant death
Then,
My flawed human mind
Wouldn't have used earth's time
Pulling
My soul from heaven.

I searched for Santa
In the skies
All I saw
Was the stars

I looked
For a Bunny
During Easter
I Found
Out they layed
No eggs

The toothfairy
Tells me
She put money
Under my pillow
But
My mother
Kissed me goodnight

Love
Is the only thing
I need
On valentines day
**** a valentine

Why do they
Always try to get me
To spend money?

I work hardest on Sunday
And never take
A day off
I give
More than ten percent
To those I love
And not the church

I imagine
You don't have to
Spend money
To make believe.

The root
Of ambition
Is ambivalent

There's no “one cause”
No one causes
A man
To make life decisions
In a day

It takes
Much more
For
A man to be successful
And real
With his inner-self
Accepting
The cards dealt
With the stamina
To play through
Exercising his will
With the feel
Lingering in every pore

Unsure
Of obstacles ahead
Headstrong
Through barricades
Bearing the bruises
Trampling
Over your own
Feet
Defeat
Seen in battle
But the war’s on

And the war zone
Isn’t limited
To a few
Years
Like ages 19-22
Whose to do
Worse
Who has more

Money
CARS
Clothes
And hoes

And whose vision
Is so small
To tack them
with success
All in all

And attack those
Who lack the
Wills
To move forward
And ignorantly
Attach it
With a phenomena
Of
Your unknowing

Root of ambition
Can spread
Like weeds

And weeds
Can **** ambition
Or spread
Like seeds

How many men
Dive
Head first under the influence
Or rise above
High
From the same drug

Barack Obama
Michael Phelps
William Shakespeare
Bill Clinton
Lebron James
Pablo Picasso
The Beatles
Jay-Z
Bob Marley
Conan O’Brien
Dr Francis Crick. (Nobel Prize Winner)
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Salvador Dali
Victor Hugo
Kareem Abdul-Jabar
Snoop Dogg
Dr. Dre
Stephen King

Just to name a few
Maybe
Just maybe
It has nothing to do
With success

Or you.

I bent
The rules
Because
Of an emergency
Who knew
My hidden followers
Would emerge
And see
The emerging seas
And have faith
My staff
Would break
The flood

Then take
My shortcuts
Emulate
And shortcome
And drown
In fate

I am
Far from great

The average joe
Dressed
In a multi-colored cloak
Spent days
In the Lion’s Den
Growls
Rang load
Above grounds
The sounds
Played silently
In the ears
Of the proud
Fool
Too foolish
To be afraid
Another
Risk-taken
They’ve mistaken
My leap of faith
For suicide
I’d die
For my cause
But now’s
Not the time

My record
Reflects some aspects
Of my character
Not all
At all
At all costs
I spin
When I face faults
I skip through
Scratched melodies
Like the cracks in the street
The new sound is ground-
Breaking
Breath taking
And painstakingly made

However
Its a bit worn
And prone
To wear and tear
Easily offended
If not handled
With care

Snap
Out of thin air
Music is not made
But strained
By the heart
And trained
To be felt
Though the mood
May not always
Fit the setting
I'm letting
My soul do the telling

Whether wrong
Or right
The song
Tells truth
A human being
As flawed
As his record
My storylines
Along with time
Improves
The soundtrack
To my life
Played beautifully
By the maker

King of the lions
Roars for roast *****
Of course
Wants corpse
Of the worse
Wilderbeast
Feasts for fuel
To protect his pride
The love of game
Name’s his bride

Hunts
As the evader of horns
With
The stealth of a cat
And
The strength of a bull

Fighting the pull of gravity
At every chance

Bountiful leaps
With
Bounties on head
Headstrong
Beyond boundaries
The founding
Of land

Faults
Full surface
Still proud
Loud
As the rock
That protrudes
As a cliff

Men hang
When they try
To lift
Their spirits
As high
As his
But fall
Under the expectations

A shape
Has meaning
After we shape
The meaning
If we shave
The faults
Off an object
We’re left
With nothing
But the truth

Direction
Air planes
Move on coordinates
Coordinated
By its pilot
In light
Of the mission
Before
Creation
Or rather
For creation

Quick
Quickness
Is determined
By the metric
System
Each step is
Recorded
Then
Put on a pedestal
As truth
While others try to attain
And trick themselves

Believe
Only
Belief
Is deep
Beneath the sheet
Of skin
That wraps your soul
Unravel
Not with your hands
But your mind
And find
What’s inside

God Will
If to freeze
Is to make still
Than thank god
The sun’s moving

The Morn
Morning
Is for the wake
Of a new day
Celebrate
A life lived righteous
There will
Will live on
Through all of us

Worth
Some people try so hard
Not too be forgotten
They say outrageous things
And forget
To say something
Worth knowing

The Dark Place
Jumping from
Thought
To thought
With out putting
A connection
Worth
Presenting
With an audience
That will understand
Your stance
Try not so hard
To say something
Say something
That’s hard to say
But truth
Deep seeded
In that dark place
Behind your eye’s

I wonder
What wee saw
Before sight
Probably
Nothing work
Speaking about

Heaven
Jump ^ over
The ^ tops
And ^ above
Clouds

Go Green
The journey
Was embarked
Embodied
As art
I thought
I walked through the picture
The beautiful land
Laid plain in my eyes
Oh, How I love
To go green

Road 2 Success
A road to be crossed
Is a road
To be watched
Be careful
And sure to look
All ways

Art C Inc.
If I was
Asked
To choose between
Art and Education
I’d go off
On a tangent

Art C. Inc. 2
Creative tools
To be used
In Arts & Crafts
Which one to pick
Is the game

Lost
The compass
Can make
Us
Turn in circles
Trying to find
The right direction

Artsy
The paint brush
Drips
A message
Depicted as perfect
As real life
Even it’s imperfections
Accurately
Portraying
Richness

The Wild
Pick
Through the pieces
And build something
Of your own
Use instruction
As a minor pull
On
Your wild imagination

Claustrophobia
Be not
Afraid of the dark
What’s the difference
Between
The inside of a closet
And inside
Your closed eyes

The Slide
Slides
Of still pictures
Can move
Fast enough
To come alive
If we pull
Them
With a force
That drove us
Out of caves

Heartbeat
Riding
On the high’s
And low’s
Of life
I become a rhythm
A melody
Peacefully
Beating
Like a heart
Nothing else need
The questions
Are already answered
Yes


There will be another
Heartbeat.

Void
We have
To avoid
The void
Or we’ll become it

The Humans
Whose
To say
What truth
Should be based
Off of

How about the plane
We all share
Earth

A shape
Has meaning
After we shape
The meaning
If we shave
The faults
Off an object
We’re left
With nothing
But the truth

Direction
Air planes
Move on coordinates
Coordinated
By its pilot
In light
Of the mission
Before
Creation
Or rather
For creation

Quick
Quickness
Is determined
By the metric
System
Each step is
Recorded
Then
Put on a pedestal
As truth
While others try to attain
And trick themselves

Believe
Only
Belief
Is deep
Beneath the sheet
Of skin
That wraps your soul
Unravel
Not with your hands
But your mind
And find
What’s inside

God Will
If to freeze
Is to make still
Than thank god
The sun’s moving

The Morn
Morning
Is for the wake
Of a new day
Celebrate
A life lived righteous
There will
Will live on
Through all of us

Worth
Some people try so hard
Not too be forgotten
They say outrageous things
And forget
To say something
Worth knowing

The Dark Place
Jumping from
Thought
To thought
With out putting
A connection
Worth
Presenting
With an audience
That will understand
Your stance
Try not so hard
To say something
Say something
That’s hard to say
But truth
Deep seeded
In that dark place
Behind your eye’s

I wonder
What wee saw
Before sight
Probably
Nothing work
Speaking about

Heaven
Jump ^ over
The ^ tops
And ^ above
Clouds

Go Green
The journey
Was embarked
Embodied
As art
I thought
I walked through the picture
The beautiful land
Laid plain in my eyes
Oh, How I love
To go green

Road 2 Success
A road to be crossed
Is a road
To be watched
Be careful
And sure to look
All ways

Art C Inc.
If I was
Asked
To choose between
Art and Education
I’d go off
On a tangent

Art C. Inc. 2
Creative tools
To be used
In Arts & Crafts
Which one to pick
Is the game

Lost
The compass
Can make
Us
Turn in circles
Trying to find
The right direction

Artsy
The paint brush
Drips
A message
Depicted as perfect
As real life
Even it’s imperfections
Accurately
Portraying
Richness

The Wild
Pick
Through the pieces
And build something
Of your own
Use instruction
As a minor pull
On
Your wild imagination

Claustrophobia
Be not
Afraid of the dark
What’s the difference
Between
The inside of a closet
And inside
Your closed eyes

The Slide
Slides
Of still pictures
Can move
Fast enough
To come alive
If we pull
Them
With a force
That drove us
Out of caves

Heartbeat
Riding
On the high’s
And low’s
Of life
I become a rhythm
A melody
Peacefully
Beating
Like a heart
Nothing else need
The questions
Are already answered
Yes


There will be another
Heartbeat.

Void
We have
To avoid
The void
Or we’ll become it

The Humans
Whose
To say
What truth
Should be based
Off of

How about the plane
We all share
Earth

Cheers
Here’s to goodnights
Forever

Mademoiselle
Carry my soul
Till marriage
To do or not
Has never been pondered
From I
I wont panic
My heart’ll pace
Smoothly
Like it’s resting
Til the reception

Bachelor part
Of my life
Was a party
Played well

But all
Comes to an end
I gladly toss away
The red cups
Scattered
To gather
Red roses
That will lead
From the floor,
To the bed
With vine
Wrapped around its legs
That spreads
Leaves
Across the headboard
That spells

Bride & Groom
Forever on a Honeymoon

I’m ill-mannered
Hopefully, my poetics
Bring enough etiquette
To the table

Tablets full
Of carved feelings
Have artfully
Aided ancient hearts
For ages
Then made it
To the pages
Of history

My story
Should be shared
With hers
Not wither
Without at least
A statement

And I offer much more
A description
Of what I attest
Inscribed on the right
Side of my chest

All to often
Are words
Rendered worthless
Worth
Less than the effects
Of sticks or stones
Thrown

Don’t mistake
This passage
As a passive attempt
Of tempering
My aggression
Of your antics
Rather absence…

Absinthe sips
Seems to reminisce
Your scent
Since you’ve
Been missing
I’m empty
You’re not seen
Like the spaces
Between my words
But you’re presence
Is still there
And uphold
What’s left of me

She made me watch
As she ate my heart out
Ouch
I felt every grit and grind
Of her teeth

She enjoyed
Every bite
Or bit
Of me

She smiled
With red lips

Ecstatic off my love

Her feast
Was bon appetite
….
She left room
For the entrée
Her true love

I was

But a snack
This time

This life was
A waste
Basket full of tragic
Dead ends

All leading
To the one fall
I refused
To prevent
The
W
o
r
s
e
love.

Your love
Made me slump
Into a slumber
I’ll never awake

Forever faithful
To what you say
Is a false fate
I made in my dreams

Either I
Hallucinate
Or you’re my chosen one
The prophecy

Futuristic vision
Is the curse
You blessed me with
I saw forever in your eyes
And I’ll end
If I miss
Your stares
Straight to heaven

Please
Don’t leave me standing
In love’s abyss

I finally made it
To the end of the road
My life told
A good story

What can one do
When the inevitable occurs
Of course, you can fight
And act
As if your antics
Weren't worthless
In fact
You can work less
If you're aware
Of whats the worse
That can happen
The happening happens every minute
Which happens to be
The time
For a hundred tenants
To get evicted
Check the census
And since its
Seconds
That fullfill
Like fantasies
I'll write a fiction

A fraction
Of the factions
Would still
Be in action

Whose actions
Are
Half as cruel
as Hitlers?

Huiessen's
or Stalins?

20 million scream
"Joseph!"
But a child disagrees
And speaks the words
"Barely a third."

So many
Executions
Jesus Christ!
What would you do
The only man
To die
And come back to life

The truth comes to light
But lies lurk in shadows
How shady
Maybe
In May
We can see it all
And to my dismay
This just may be
Already fall

I'm blind in one eye
So excuse me if I only see
Half the truth
And tell whole lies
Oh my!
Your hate can't run fast enough
To catch me
I caught your eyes
Both
Oath
we should take
"Joe!, We should wait"
The **** for?
**** more

I'm a sick *******

Was that a diss
To my mother?
You bitter *******-
Err
At the sight of
Locked hands
I see
Your heart has become
Icy
Why me!
Why did I fall in love
With a girl
That doesn't want to spend
Every waking moment of her life
With
Me....

I don’t ****
With the farm life
At these pharmacies
Affecting brains
Like the mad cow disease
These pills
CVS deal
Like the new
Dope man

Dopamine can be
As mean
As the M and M’s
The doctor prescribes
Dropping dreams
For a little bit
Of “rest at ease”
While the rest
Of these fiends
Lie
To themselves
And me

Meaning
The mean green
****
Killing machine
Can extract
The euphoria
You make yourself
By resting eyes
On your family

Your fam would be
Much happier
If you were
Happy
For yourself
More water is
Fine
I don’t need
No help
Championship ****
I don’t need
No belt

Pants sag
Like the bags
In grandma eye’s
Cries
As she tries
To pry dope needles
Out a dead man's hands
Handing himself
To the Devil’s food
We put on
A pedestal
Meanwhile stools
At the bar
Spin like the
Mind
Of a man with little time
Left
Right in the eyes
Of his children
He makes
A short trip
After one more sip

****,
I guess
It boils down
To the bear essentials
Bear the bruises
With the heart
God gave you

Don't let them fool you

Though
I sound poetically incorrect
I heart you
Hearter
Than any man
Can ever

I’m a realist
Not a stenciled prince

Are you unconvinced?

Conniving acts
Are for those
Who can’t match

We’re misplacements
Made purposely
To find
Each other

Well,
We’ve found!
Though,
You look excited

We should settle down

Before
Anyone notice’s
This happiness
And tries to end
Ride and Die
If we must
Go out
Like Bonnie & Clyde
In the dust…
Die in the ride
We rode to death
We won’t go
Like Romeo or Juliette
Russian roulettes’
For the odds
And we have demands
**** chancing
On standings
We already have

Forget about whatever
And focus on forever
We have too much left
After this life
To worry about now...

Love learning disablilities
Romance has reprimanded me
Walking
Hand in hand
Avoiding other women
I thought I
Was a true believer
Of free love
But
When she
Let her love free
With men
Other than me
It uncovered
More than wanted
Suddenly,
Control seems
Like just another variable
Unbearable
The bear hold
It has
When your last
Is handled
Like theirs more to spare
And you know
The tear
Is wearing thin

Should I leave her?
Pull the lever
That drops her
Or swing the cleaver…

Cut off all ties
Than make a bow
Like cupids
And use it
For another

Arrows arise
At the wrong time
And the blades
Make their way
Through
Your best friend’s chest

****…
I missed
…

I meant to hit you
So we
Could love again
But
I guess
I’m love bent

The sad reality
Isn’t really
That real
A demotion
To different dimensions
Is as demented
As intended
Demolition

My mind divides
Life
To “this and that”

Dementia
No recollection
Of this dimension
Built my own
Reality
Is the only casualty
In delusion

Illusions are fact
Until revealed
Like a magic trick
Exposed
But eyes
Have no hand
In wisdom

I have no morals
Just mortal misunderstandings
The portal
Under my bed
Leads to a world
Unmanaged
Imagined
Illuminating
Culminating in the unconscious mind
An uncontrollable culture
Cultivated
In some odd crevices
In the humane
Brain
Inhumane ways
Weigh the options
Opt out of righteous
For the night
Just escape
To a place
Banished from
Reality
Rely on nothing
But irrationality
A skewed view
You can ask
New questions
Though there’s only a
Few answered
Before your time’s due
Do
Or die hard

.My mind replays my life before my shut eye
Leaving hellish days for heavenly nights.

I awake
At the break
Of day to face
The life I live
Heroic actions
Enacted
On day to day….


But when night falls
So will I
Deep asleep
And seep into
My other mind
True creation
Recreation re-created
To wreck creations
Feel no pain
Fright
Fights off folly
In the alley
Of a dream
I am finally
Laid to rest
In peace...

I take pride
In jeopardizing my life
Unlike monopoly
I have one die
In life
At a time
I
The lucky spender
Received a splendid surprise
The sublime arrived
Just in time
On the night
Before destruction

Yes,
There is a bit friction
In this business
Non-fictional character
Rises in the author
I wrote
The book of the dead
And spread knowledge
On earth’s bed

Now,
I’m denied credit
For risks taken
Instead of a praise
Appraised
For my edgy ways
And found
Guilty of pleasure

I’m
In debt
With the angels
Who lent me
The soul makings
And sent me
On a mission
Which remains
Unaccomplished
In their vision

I am
Sole proprietor
In this business
I have no relations
Trust none
My inquisition
Seems superstitious
When you unravel
My unreal supposition
But suppose
For a minute
That you were in
The opposed position
And posed
With the mind of a menace
Who, sadly,
Never stepped
In the shoes of sanity

Society views your life
As a stain
On earth’s plain
Though, your pain
Seems self-sustained
You were born
Insane
Would be better off
If offered removal
But awful is often
Sought
In the eyes
Of vile beholders

The unnamed soldier
Is the truest
Of them all
Marching down
The broken road
To destiny

The
Know-it-alls
Know nothing
At all

I am just
Another nocturnal creature
Waiting to be put to rest
Why
Was I chosen
To be the one awoke
At the wake of dusk
Insomnia
In some
Is a disease of the mind
This ease of the mind
Would come quicker
If it was not
Looked down upon
Pawns
Push their agenda
Which really
Isn’t theirs
I refuse to use
These rules
Which require
Me to remain sleep
With the rest

Joseph Childress

Why do they say
Midnight
Til 3
Is the time
Of Lucifer
I’m losing my mind
Trying to make sense
Of this one
I don’t sit awake
Planning chaos
Far too
Aggravated &
Agitated
To cause grief
Amongst the meek
More likely
To fight after school
Around 3
In the afternoon
The time
They say
Is of the lord
Have mercy
On this fallen one
I fell
To whatever hell
I’ve been avoiding
Since you’ve deployed me
Do my peers
Fight the same
Or is it easier
For them to hear
Or see
I do seek
Your guidance
But your sun
I’m not a fan of
Too bright
And overbearing
So I’m staring
At the moon

The missed
Remain in mind
During times
Of alone
My home
Is the shelter
The shell
Casing my truth
She’ll be coming
Is my lie
As I lay
In my bed
Thoughts racing
In my head
Faster then the sheep
I should be counting
But by the way
Their mounting the gates
I bet I’ll never
Catch the break

The moonshines
On a drunk
Outside of a liquor store
Some one
Please,
Give him more
Rest at ease
His reality
Is not as ours
But his power
Is just as strong
Singing the songs
Of drunken blues
Giving a ****
About the cue
I
Use this as clue
To the true
Meaning of happiness
He smiles
As I drop dimes
In his hands
To recapture time
I hope
My change
We’ll be enough
To inspire his

Closure
Close the door
To this age old tale
Nightmares
No longer scare
I welcome
The mean and wild
Meaning while
You tremble
From night terrors
I laugh
And terror nights
Revenge
For my dissent
Into this eternal descent
The scent
Is no longer foul
The owls hoot
And then bow their heads
To the one who shoots
For the moon
So **** the stars
They shine
So far away
A bunch of suns
In the way
Of the true beauty
Of the night
My Nocturnal Moonlight

2012 reasons
To be afraid
Of the end
And I
Decide not

I will
Drop the world
After carrying
For too long
Caring for too long
Lost faith
Makes room
For another
Sharing my last
Drop of water
With the unfortunate

These *******
Have ******
Mother earth
For the last time
The last crime
Is the worst sin
****** in the first
Then
Third degree burns
On her children
Which they earned
For disowning her

The mother’s boys
Are looked down upon
So they take after their father
Wars
Generals
Kings of destruction
******* the life
Out of humanity
Insanity is for the wise
Guys
Who’d rather go crazy
Before leaving
Earth blazing
With the false truth

We have faults too
Falling
Into the *******
Propaganda proposed
By the doctor
Believing being
Bipolar
Isn’t good
And bad
Having a war within the mind
I’m
A soldier of love
And these *******
Are making it hard
On
The ones trying
To save Grace
From these *******
While we
Are called *****
For taking it all in

We reap what we sow
Workers use the ***
Then look down
On what they created
While desperate housewives
Left alone
Let gardeners
Enter her home

What
In the ****
Is the world coming to

An end.

But I disagree
With the Mayan calendar
Their knowledge
Is great
Yet weak
From their lack of faith
In humanity
Let’s prove ‘em wrong
And walk backwards
For a change
When the earth quakes
And the sky falls
Let’s break

From our ways
And stray
Away
From any path
Created out of fear
And stand
At out post
As the sun
Cries it’s tears
Of fire
And burn
Us all

Ignorantly,
Ill ignore
And stand tall
.Just.
To show these *******
The meaning
Of having *****

Violin strings
Sing
The story of my life
Unlike the blues
They play off
Mahogany
Often, we
Look down at our past
Overlooking
The good quality
Times
And all

Why reminisce
Situations exempt
Of bliss

Sit in
Situations
Awaiting
The arrival
Of my rival
Archenemy
Has characteristics
Found in me
We
Are a story
Plotted
With convictions
Because of
Our connection:
Conflict

My mistakes
Stay with me
As long
As I let them

“Forget regret
It only begets upset”

I can’t remember
Where
I came from
I only remember
The trips,
Falls,
And bumps
Into the walls
I can recall
The long hallway
I wanted to take
But
Afraid
I turned away
What lied at the end
I’ll never know

Death to those
Who don’t find out!

Too late
I’m dead

And the violin sings…

Inside
There’s not much moving
No motion
Promoting me
Deeper into depression
Deprived
Of the one thing promised
In life

Life
Lied to me
The night
I tried
To live
With what I lost
Couldn’t cope
Lost hope
And the scope of issues
Wrapped
Around my throat
As a rope

I fought
Long and hard
To discard
These
Strings of destiny

But the violin sings…

Louder
Than I can cry
It plays
Longer
Than eye’s can cry
Laughter
Lays at the end
Of the room
Smiling
In my face
I look
The other way
And stay stuck
In the past

Beautiful music
Tries to change
The ugly mood
But
Happiness
It doesn’t bring
It just happens
To have a melody
Loaded
With songs to sing
My body
Stays motionless
And
Only my hands
Will ever dream
As they move
To the grooves
And dance
Across the strings.

The moon and night Sky
Are the greatest couple
I ask the moon
Why it cheats
Peaking in the daylight
At times
Does dawn
Not bring enough
Satisfaction?

Im sad this fraction
Of earth
Works so hard
To outshine the sun
Bright
Moon
You have something
So much more
Beautiful
The night falls
At your feet
Treat her
Like the queen
She is
More diamonds
Than any chain
Or ring
Will ever see
Staring at her stars
Are something
Us city dwellers
No longer enjoy
We stole
Zues’s powers
To electrify
This city life
Now the street lights
Blink
As we speed
Like lightning
Pass the things
We need
Don’t be like us
Please
Appreciate
The precious
Nature of the night
And remain
In the darkness
We have
Judjged carelessly
As if it was wrong
Though
The birds sing
And
The wolves cry
They sing
A song
Sung from the soul
Falsetto
Truth echoes
In the cold air
The moon and the night sky
Please
Stay together
Wether the weather
Is sunny days
Or a constant storm
You’re relationship
Is not the norm
Teach us how to love
Through hardships
And shine off the waters
Dancing in the essence
Which brings life...

Midnight Treat
A campfire
Dies
Before the scouts
Are ready to leave
They hide
In their tents
As wolves surround
Their false sense
Of security
…quiet
Or there tear through
Everything
That stands
In the way of their feast
We are
But
A bite to eat
Compared
To the meat
Of a bear
But the sweat
From our fear
Will make us
Quite the midnight treat

Thoughts of you
Can keep
Sleep up all night

I refuse to battle
The bat of your eyelashes
My heart paces fast
As an attack
And when I die
A kiss
On the cheek
Electrifies

!!!ME!!!

Back to life
Why
Did you not
Let me rest
Though the kiss
Was just a greet
You know
It makes me weak
100 ways to stay awake
Through the rain
And their all
Memories
Of you
The sound
Of your name
Can drown the
Noise
Of a storm
Thundering
While the sun's out
Confused
Yet still
It has nothing on you

Let us not
Sit behind our stares any longer
The watch
Is moving
Why don’t we
Love’s paralysis
Is stronger
Than I expected
Shall it be
A falsehood
Of my misunderstanding
Or am I
Still
Standing here for a reason
Leaving
Chance to do my bidding
Abiding
By the construed rules
Of attraction
As I pause at awe
Awfully beautiful
An unlawful marriage of the minds
My unknowing bride
Lies in front of me
My truths lay juxtaposed
In the background
Just a pose
On one knee
Proposing to
My wife to be
Ha!
My imagination
Get’s the best of me
You still
Don’t know
My name

My ignorance
Is no longer blissful
I said "I love you"
And I meant to
I commend you
For not returning the favor
Clearly
You would not
Have meant it
Demented thoughts
Would be brought
To the mind
Of a false lover
But I
Am not bitter
I’d wither
With her
Miscommunication
Communing
With a Miss
Whose kisses
Tell stories
Weak lips
Trying to force
Passion
Though mine
Blazes like a fire
You coldness
Froze me
I recognize
Dislike
Distaste
Dissatisfied
With this stratified
Hate
Hiding beneath
The layers
And presented
As a gift
A curse
Is wrapped beautifully
It used to please
But love’s police
Seized
All the properties
Although
My ill-gotten gains
Will be forgotten
My repression
Of your memory
Will return
As déjà vu
If I see you
In
Another life

Love affairs
Seem fair
To those
In despair
This pair
Of cheaters
Single-handedly
Broke the vows
Of divine law
Runaway bride
Rides
In a getaway car
With
A stolen groom
Driving
Up hell’s rode
Laughing loudly
Menacing
Thought to be missing
By the abandoned
Lovers
Undercover haters
Of commitment
Committing
Their first ******
Further destruction
Of the sanctity
Of marriage
Has yet to come
But will
Once the wheels
Slow
At their final destination
A place
Where foul
Actions
Will be enacted
Loud enough
For all to hear
Mr. and Mrs.
Turned
Mister and Misses
Mistresses misled
By the aisle
In which they walk
To positions
They would rather not
Say I do
But
The diamond ring
Pops the question
A girl’s best friend
Is not a man
And man’s
Is his dog
A *****
With intent
To dissent from real love
As she ***** him
On the altar

Innocent
Is a foul
Description
Though her calm, meek
Manner
Seems to be
She’s a killer
If looks could
She would
****** us all
1st degree
While 3rd degree burns
Remind
Blind survivors
That she’s on fire

She wears
Prada’s
As red
As the apple
Eve picked from the tree
I’m destined
To fall
The rest
Is history
His story
Tells a tale
Of how she
Can be
Hot as hell
And still
Remain cold

The inferno
Was divine
Tears from a man’s
Eyes
As she sears
With just a look
Walks away
With what she took
The used
Remain heartless
As life
Becomes the hardest
Thing in the world
To cope with
Her dope
Can hook those
With the strongest will

She can
Turn a **** faithful
And a gay man straight
She can
Make the mute shout
And a ****** wait
For her consent
She’s content
With her independence
Declarations
To be single
Been on a million
First dates
And still
Not impressed
Her dress blows
In the wind
As the president begs
Monroe
Takes notes
While Monica
Remains low
Kings behead Queens
Then bow
At her presence

Either she’s
The devil
Or evil itself
If only she knew her power
She’d devour us all
Luckily she doesn’t
She’s one
Amongst the mass
And remains
The quiet girl
In the back of the class