As I walk the streets of my neighborhood.

The skys are a dull gray and it's damp and cold.

As I watch over 3 wondering dogs as the cars go by.

I look upon all the houses with curiosity of the life inside.

I come upon an empty house sprawling with life of dull green.

Still very beautiful, there is large oak tree with wild ferns, overgrown shrubs and grass, with a deserted feeling.

I have vision of how the house could be. Filled with feelings and life, parties, fun and games or just a quit night with a women.

If a could only live there and one day I might.

I could bring so much beauty and life to this house.

This doesn't sound much like a poem, pretty boring.

It's not filled with pain, darkness, depression or heart ache.

The point I'm trying to make is don't take the simple things for granted.

Because before you know it life, will pass you by.

Yes, I could give it life.

What is it about **** that attract men and women.

Is it the *******, the sights, the sounds or is it their fantasy.

Is it their neurotic or ****** styles of motion that leaves them at awww,
or the sizes of disbelief.

What is it that attracts men and women. Is it lonlyness, cellabsy or the lack of.

Is it ok to watch **** during a bachlor or bachloret party. With your partner for ****** arousment, a boring day, or because your parter no longer particapates, or just because.

Yes some hate it, yet most love it.

****, ****, ****, ****, ****, ****

Even the word **** sounds ***** yet ****.

Why is it hard for people to pull their eye's away even though they say it's disgusting.

****,
From the funny mustaches and the funny beats in the 70's. To the ****** implacations, to live websites.

There's teasing ****, soft ****, ******* ****, group **** (******), hurting ****, painful ****, **** beyond belief.

Me, yes I have watched **** but never paid for it.  Yes, I've surfed the sights. But why, curiosity ? Who's to say.

**** this disfunctional world we live in
Pressing our face in their *******

Choosing lies over life
Crowding every step we take

Breaking ******* promises
Breeding love then hate

Why do they **** us
Do they think were imbeciles

When I put my trust in them
I only live to spit and bleed

Mother Mary please help me
Someone start this world over

Break it up then crush it
Or let me sleep forever

They will only complicate every matter
Trust in them is what they seek

******* is what I see in them
Why does this have to happen

Can you change
Plain and simple

69 strong force
Feel me
Pleasure me

Tough life, what's right
Greedy *****, you lie and cheat
I feel something

69 strong force
Don't stop
Please me

So the end is near
Have to stop this *******
******* shame

Fret love
Fret hurt
Fret us
So we go in circles

Any ******* day
I'll sink or swim
Followed by a tital wave

I sure could use a vacation
From this sinking ship

Let us swim
Different directions

I am the deceiving
I am the hurting one
I am the monster of pain

I will lick you softly
With my acid laced tounge

I will eat you from head to toe
You won't feel the same
When I'm done with you

Vicarious in ways
Pealing your skin back
Only to pour salt in your wounds

As I gently scrape the retinas of your eyes with my jagged razor blade

I see your passionate blood
Run down my fingers

You'll feel my hand inside your chest
Pumping your heart

Holding you up with a noose to keep you alive.

As your face goes pale and your lips turn blue.

I've only kept you alive to say
I once loved you

How the mind plays tricks
How the body aches

How your moods always flips
How the ****** expressions change

How the pain comes and goes
How you lie to yourself

How do you do the things you do
How do you live with yourself

Can this life change or ever will
What does one do

A life with herion I wish no one to experience. It is so hard to describe for all to understand. First do understand it does ****, If lucky you'll only get hooked.

The first words out of everyone's mouth is "not for me". I said it, guilty as charged!

Your first fix, you say your "just going to try it once", famous last words. So you do it. What a feeling. A warmth comes over you your eyes go shut, off to that euphoria, a land of lands, a settling feeling better then ***. Don't be fooled.
Many people die their first time.

As you said only once, the second and third time come. You want a little more each time. The money starts flowing and the tracks start. And you found a friend, the monkey. He needs to be feed all the time.

Money runs short, so you pay your bills or get high. Well if you don't get high you get sick. Just put it this way, when sick, it's paralyzing to say the least. So you say you'll pay the bill later one last time. Now your in a vicious circle. Pawning and stealing, manipulating loved ones and friends.

You think know one knows, wrong they all do, they beg you to stop. You think they don't understand. No, you don't understand. Help is the only way out.

Please understand this, ****** is bad but not the worst. ****, alcohol, coke, barbits do much more harm to the body.

These are not bad people, they just have bad ways. It's Insanity, doing the something over and over expecting a different result.

5 days to detox
28 days to break a habit
Follow up with treatment
N/A, C/A, A/A if needed.

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change.
The courage to change the things that I can.
And the wisdom to know the difference.

She cries everyday before work.
Selling her body for money and only fifteen.

Left on her own since ten.
Never knowing love of a family.

She lays faceless, getting ******* by dirt.
No life for a child, that's all she is.

This sounds so sad yet very true.
It will be a life we never knew.

These days are getting worse.
With men ******* eight year old girls

*** slaves, *** trading in our homeland.
Put an end to this *** trend.

I can no longer revel in your fantasies
With this hollow heart you bring me

Torn in half with all your games
Your loving ways drive me insane

Your feeling ways are never there
You make me think you just don't care

You spit in my face every time say
I love you baby will you stay

Choose your words correctly I say
Burning sweat runs down my face

She say she doesn't use me, right I say
Tell me another white lie, as you say.

She'll never wear white to her parade.

Ain't ready to die just yet.
Wife and kid's household pet.

Camouflage green is what I wear.
My life I live can be anywhere.

This warmth inside is all I have.
Feelings of death is somewhat wet.

They should sew my eye's shut, from the things I've seen.
Hurt and pain is what I bring, killing lives is what I mean.

Jesus Christ, I'll denie you my maker.
Why do you make me, be a life taker.

Feeling's of giving up, is when I should rely one you.

Will I just be a man in a box.
Buried in my own ****.

With this fast pace life we all have.
What does one do when lonely.

The mind wanders in times of lonlyness.

Do you think of your past life and feed on it.
Do you think of what you want to do in the future.

Or does one ponder on lonely thoughts.

What does lonlyness actually mean. To be without a lover. To be without a family or to be without a friend.

Lonlyness
Complete solitude, dispair, depression,
hermit, frightened.

Scared of life, scared of people.

I want you to remember
Every word you say to me,
With no words changed

How often you lied to me
and talk to complain.

You poor mouth me baby
Is that what you think of me.

Only to remember
The life you brought to me

Listen to me baby
Your heart means nothing to me

The feelings we have between us
Keep pulling us down.

I take example from what you write.
I'm sure your writing about one's life.

It could be about you or about another.
It could be about love from one another.

These poems I read are somewhat deceitful, yet somewhat despitefull.

I always have them in my mind. I written these things hundreds of times.

The feelings of being hated only affect the weak and insecure.

For me, if I see hatred from a person, I see signs of weakness and insucureties in that person.

How does one deal with a bigot. Bigot is a bit different. It is when one tries to influence one with hatred.

If someone hates you for what you have or the friends you have. It may sound like hate. It's called, envy or jealousy.

If someone hates you from something you've done to them, that's resentment.

As long as you've done nothing wrong, there's nothing you need to change.

I live my life by one rule, as long as I live a clean life. I do not care what one thinks.

I keep nothing but love in my heart and stay wise to everything.

I have nowhere else to hide
I try to wash this skin from hate

With a dark craving mind
I try to put the past behind

In this coat beneath the layers
I need to lose this selfish pride

What can I do to make this right
I'll confront the stars tonight

What can I write for her ?

let me think ?
i got it !
IN THE HEAT OF THE PASSION  AS WE HELD OUR BODIES TOGETHER
no not in the mood to go there.

hmmm maybe this ?
AS SHE BROKE MY HEART, THE WORDS FAITHFUL DISAPEARED
no don't want to go there

ok, i'll try this .
AS I SIT IN MY TEARS OF PAIN
no, no, no, way to depressing.

aww, this will get her back.
YOUR BEAUTY CAN'T BE TOLD WITH WORDS, A HEART SO FORGIVING
**** that, what a joke.

i got it, i really i do.
**** HER
she ain't worth the effort.

her heart is made of sickness
her eye's so cold and pail

with lips so frail
as she rants and raves

her words are like dagger
as she speak judas's ways

she marvels in the moments
holding blood to the sky

she puts hexes on people
wishing them to die

she loves pain and suffering
with tears in her eye's

she kills many animals
just to watch them die

she lives by satin's ways
and constantly sends people his way

she's looking for you
so what will you do

i can no longer write
there's nothing in my head
i have purged my mind
it's know in a vacuum

i can no longer find hurt nor pain
i can no longer find heart ache that drove me insane
i can no longer find haapy thoughts along with the insane

the visios, illusions the sights of delusions there all gone
i can't even think of heaven or hell
i no longer see god as well as the devil

there's no sunshine or pouring rain's, the oceans are gone all the same
the trees, the flowers, the smells in the air, i can no lonner find them they have vanished in thin air

i can no longer find love or even *** for a matter of fact
i can't even see death nor a life instead

whate am i to do now that my mind is gone
i'll sit here and cry about it
then write about it all

why do these things keep going through my head
i go to the shrink fourteen times a week

counciled and edited about whats in my head
they say i need to fix it are i'll end up dead

they ask me my problems twice a day
i say it's these voices inside my head

one says do this
one says do that
one says stop
one says go
one says hide

not knowing which to turn or what to do
one of my voices says come to you

have you ever lost your keys and have them in your hand

have you ever got out the shower and forgot to rinse the shampoo out of you hair

have you ever locked your keys in the car and left it running

have you ever went shopping and forgot your wallet

have you ever called your girl friend by another girls name

have you ever drove from point a to point b and forget how you got there

have you ever drank a beer with a cigerette but in it

have you ever **** or ****** in your pants, just a little

have you ever threw up on somebody

have you ever forgot where you parked your car

have you ever had a conversation and didn't hear a word

have you ever tell someone you love them and didn't mean it

have you ever found the elf that steals one of every pair of socks, who hides your sun glasses and steals your money

have you ever blacked out from drinking

have you ever got tired of writing

i once had a hill billy friend who had no shoes
i told him to walk on hot coals to see what he would do

i then said, beat your head on this brick wall and continued to
i said stop and eat these hot peppers you must be hungry
i gave him sewer water to quench hid thirst

i then said climb to the top of that tree and jump to the ground
then roll down that moutian and swim across the lake
and you see that bear fight him when your done

this hill billy could take any pain, digest anything, jump over trees and beat up anything

who was this hill billy and where did he come from
he was insested by superman and lost in the hills

i have a pitbull named muffin
          a cat named cat
          a gold fish that i thought was a piranha
         and a bird that wouldn't shut up

muffin and cat, fight everyday
i'm scared of that fish, i heard they eat people
and that ******* bird, it won't shut up

muffin and cat has torn my house apart
the fish bowl stinks
and there's bird feed everywhere

what am i to do
i'm now half insane
should i get a wife
to drive me insane

It starts at the end
Which is the beginning

Begins with the start
Which is the end

What is a real friend

Do they play with your toys
Do they drives you to work
Do they buy you lunch
Do they drink with you to have fun

Do they laugh at you jokes
Do they make fun of you
Do they play ***** tricks
Do they talk about you

These people we call
So called friends
Where are they now
When you really need them

Roses are red
Vilots are blue

When she says
I love you

I reply
*******

I have a dod named slim
A friendly frog in my yard
A bird that sings
And a yellow swing

My bushes are shrubs
All my trees are dead
I have a rickedy house
With a flower bed

My clothes are rags
My shoes there's none
But I do own a gun
Under a moon lit sun

I don't own a car
I walk to nowhere
All I do is make whiskey
And frolic for fun

My money comes from corn
I make things from copper
I hide in the woods
From those ***** old copers

I feel in life the the word "IF" is a word that is used way to much. In and out of context and thought.

Every inch of her body
Is more beautiful then the next

I start with her hair
How it feels
How it looks how it smells

I'll first kiss her forhead
Look into her eye's
Touch her ear's
Brush her nose
And kiss her lips

I'll then smell and lick her neck
Rub my hands down to the small of her back
I will only drip cold water on her breast as I blow on then.

I will then go to her toes and feet
Kissing and rubbing them lightly
I will stroke her legs one at a time, softly, gently, caring.

I will then caress her butocks, gently kissing them.

Flipping her over kissing her lips going down one inch at a time.

Taking an hour to get to her sweet spot.

The sounds of  the innocent.
Can only come from a child.

Let's go for a walk together
It's in our thoughts in our mind
It's a beautiful place, it's a fairy tale

There's tall trees and sunshine
There's loving feelings and innocence
There's caring people that like to share

Let's go for a walk together
In our thoughts in our mind
It's a beautiful place, it's a fairy tale

There's happy thoughts with love and care
There's smiling people there everywhere
There laughter where no one hurts.
There's never heart ache and never pain

Let's go for a walk together

A beautiful sun set, rainy days, stormy nights, fast food, sunlight.

The moon in the sky, an ant hill, a boring walk a Hulu hoop.

A sad smile, a tummy ache, a tall tree, a dog in pain.

A tough croud, a poor man, a lonely child, the president.

A loaf of bread, sour milk, the trash can, a funny show.

A wet floor, a window sill, a happy thought, a hurricane.

Shaggy carpet, green paint, an old car, a loving cat or someone fat.

I cherish our life together.

As a walk down this path of death. My mind cannot comprehend the sights. It's not the blood, the guts spilled, the head cracked open, the beaten bodies, the decapated bodies or the disease striken.
Well actually I'm lying I hate blood, but that's besides the point.

It was a life, a life that once had hope, a future, a life to share, caring, loving, and giving person. It was a life.

That hurts me a lot,  but the toughest part for me is the pain and suffering of that person and their family went through. The chaios it brings into lives.

Don't ever think it can't happen to you or somebody you may know, because it can.

We can never prepare for things like this, but life is not all roses.

Know that where in the 21 centry and were in this fast pace life, don't take life for granted. Enjoy everyday, tell your friends and family everyday that you love them.

I'm not trying to upset anyone, all I'm trying to say is live everday like it's your last.

My mind is strong, my bodies strong.
I try to find my equilibrium
Is my heads straight, ******* on tight
It's been ******* up for quite some time

I don't want to lean on the wave
I watch the storm evaporate
I think of you in starry skies
I keep you so alive

Let's walk to the fire together
Disappeare in the golden sand

It's all your fault
I see you break
A bleeding love
A silent escape

I have to hold onto myself

Madusa smiles and Judas lips
Open arms and fingertips
Love bites and recompense

I'll be with you to the end
I hang on to myself
Like the sound of winter

Do you really know yourself.
Know who you are and your every move.

How many times have you said thats not me.

Be real, I'm sure you did many thing's you never expected, good or bad.

Like you know everything ahead of you.
You can predict the future.

What I'm trying to say is, expect change.
It could be to the good or bad. But you will learn from it.

Yes it may bring stress or sorrow, don't let it beat you.

Use it to your favor, always look at the flip side.

Don't cry or complain about it.
Yet tackle it head on.

It builds character and helps you learn who you are.

the things we do to people that we love
i pray to god to stop the hurt from above
why do we play the games that we do
we tell these lies to the people that we love

memerious.........................
of the times that we once had
turn away those feelings that were bad

think of simple times about the love we had
holding hands in pouring rain
having lunch laughing from your smile
running in the sand of the sane

memerious............of love

why do we hurt the ones we love