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Max Chisholm Jul 2010
****!

**** I felt like I could not stop
It felt too good when I’d pop
9 months later we’d have our crop
All came from a single drop

**** now we’re dealing with problems of the sort
Looks like we are headed to court
Could have been avoided if she’d just abort
And now I’m destined for child support

**** I don’t even know how it started
She was much more than half hearted
Otherwise we would have parted
Usually they do once I’ve farted

**** I’m not a role-model, do not mimic
Not trying to sell you no gimmick
Believe me man, it was no picnic
I spent 6 months in that clinic

**** she passed on a burn
Didn’t know right away but soon I’d learn
That her **** was filled with concern
I guess that’s karma cause now it’s my turn

****!
Haha, "****" would this ****! Haha
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Off with my head
You heard what I said
I’m beginning to feel, like I’m already dead

Laying face down, in a pool colored red
With all of this pain
Sticks like a stain
When can I shelter, from all of this rain
Oh ****, here it comes again

Off with my head
You heard what I said
I’m beginning to feel, like I’m already dead

Wondering if I’ll ever, get tobreak bread
These lips are dry, and need to be fed
Plate full of food, threw it out instead
This is a feeling, I’m beginning to dread

Off with my head
You heard what I said
I’m beginning to feel, like I’m already dead

I’ve already bled
No more tears to shed
Wrong paths I’ve led
Nothing more that hasn’t, already been said

So, off with this head
You know what I said
I’m beginning to realize, I’m already dead
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
When I got that call
I knew it was foul
I heard the name Jon
And I knew he was gone
Like a game of chess
He died a pawn
Never had time
To grow and spawn
The next couple days
Were filled with greys
I was feelin very blue
Not a clue what to do
Tryin to find out what I’m doin
I ended up missin the viewin
Missed my last chance to see
Where he would forever be
Man I feel bad
For Shamawd and Nancy
Sounds like a story
Straight from Tom Clancy
On April seven
He was sent to heaven
Or at least we hope
Cause he was sellin that dope
I wonder if I’ll ever
Be able to cope
We use to always play ball
And chill at the mall
I rue the day
When I got that call
People always say
Live and Die by the burner
But I’m the one
Whose brother got murdered
Your life was took
And now mines shook
Some people think
That you were a crook
But they didn’t know
That person inside
The one hiddin in you
Behind all that pride
You were on a mission
But you would never listen
And now were all sorry
Dealing with this quarry
Feeling like we
Should all go on Maury
Povich is a *****
You used to always say
But on April seven
At about eleven
You were shot and stripped
Dropped in a ditch
Now that I think
Was you a Crip?
Naw you was smarter then that
You always tried to earn it
But then again
You had your Unit
But that’s all in the past
The good memories will last
And dog you did
Go out wit a blast
Just like you said
But now you dead
2 in the shoulder
2 in the head
All cause of what
Some counterfeit bread?
Only a few people know
What really went on
The problem is
One of em’s gone
In my eyes
You were never a pawn
You were always the king
You had all the bling
And if you used your head
You’d have everything
The reality is
That it’s too late
Its unfortunate dog
Checkmate
Gone from our lives, not from our hearts.
Rest Peacefully.
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
I thought I was strong
But I feel so weak
How can I feel so low
When I was just at my peak
I try to get up and scream
All that comes out is a tweet
I want to keep goin
But my body feels beat
How can I win
When I suffer such defeat
I can’t really write
When all I hit is delete
How can life be so bitter
It used to be so sweet
My words are so shallow
But my thoughts are real deep
Love was so strong
And now it’s got a leak
Water was a fall
Now just a little creek
Im engrossed with hunger
But my body won’t eat
Stuck out in the cold
Can’t find any heat
Sick of this song
It stays on repeat
If my heart was made of ice
It’d only be a sheet
Im feeling so neglected
When theres people to meet
Keep comin up to me
So im forced to greet
Wanna fly away
Im strapped to the seat
I would get up and run
But I’m heavy on my feet
Can’t find a path
Though it’s a one way street
Performing so poor
Once was elite
Im feeling outta time
It’s the beginning of the week
There’s so much to say
But I gotta be discreet
Trying to sneak up
But I don’t know how to creep
The mountains not high
Just looks so steep
Im just so tired
But I can’t fall asleep
One thing ill never do
Is allow my self to cheat
I’ll get through this ****
Then I’ll be complete
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
I wonder what would happen, if you came through my hood
Sitting back for hours, wondering if you should
Will you keep your eye over your shoulder, at the man behind
Just because he looks, like he’s on the grind, in a bind
Or maybe cause your thoughts, are already intertwined
You judged us from the start, step one till the end
When you came around the corner, now your acting like a friend
Now I’m beginning to wonder, what your willing to spend
So I won’t expose the fact, that your friendship is pretend
What’s more important, your wallet or well being
Looking at your stance, your on the verge of peeing
Scared out of your mind, is it a ghost that your seeing
You think were gonna hurt you, well were not disagreeing
Hand on your phone, calling cops for your freeing
Now step back from your fear, see who really needs to be freed
Stuck in this world of prejudice, originated from greed
When can I move on, from the hatred that I’ve fleed
Treated different and tortured, cause I’m not of your creed
Now I’m gonna make up for my pain, get even with this deed
Let’s see how you handle it, when your soul begins to bleed
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Am I alive
When I feel no drive
How can I survive
When I feel so deprived
Things went downhill
But why are they still
Have we forgotten the thrill
Have we lost that chill
The feeling that we felt
Things we’d say, words we’ve spelt
They meant so much
Way before any touch
Things like I love you
Te dua and such
When you went away
I didn’t know what to say
I got mad instead
But that wasn’t the way
Now I miss you everyday
Thinking of the time
When your heart was mine
Wishing everything was fine
Waking up to this constant grind
Finding a way back
Getting our love on track
A love so strong, no one can hack
Not a single seam, or even a crack
They say home is where you make it
I strongly disagree
My home is wherever there is
YOU AND ME
Max Chisholm Jul 2010
Don’t tell me you can relate
To this heart filled with hate
There’s nothing to debate
I’m feeling irate
Decisions already made
At this rate
On my heart you could skate
It will shatter like a plate
Wish I could get a clean slate
All because I’m too late
I thought it could be great
Thought everything was straight
But wait
Maybe I was bait
Just a way to create
Imagined it was fate
And now I’m locked out the gate
Thinking about what once was great
And now…
Hate
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