Somedays you can't get rid of a bomb
Somedays you wanna know what's going on
Innocent blood spilled in the sand
of a far off eaten land

Somedays you win
Somedays you lose
Somedays you think am I really going to make the news?
found dead in the street, robbed or beat
is that what is my due?

Somedays you wonder
can life be once again simple
because now it's as difficult is picking off a pimple
or can I find the answer, in my girl's sweet dimples
because when she smiles it takes my breath away...
and I no longer worry about some days

There when I needed you
I'd give anything to be with you
I'm crazy about you
even though you're so far away with you my black heart stays

years and distance separate us
we grew stronger without insane lust
but a love so strong it could bench press time
Pull off Chuck Norris's beard and crush a grapevine

can I help it if you're amazing
intervention is what I need
I'm addicted to you, like a kid with a stick or a dragon that's grazing on sheep
you're so unique even though you say
that you're ordinary or everyday
well I disagree you mean a lot to me

And I think you were brought here on angels wings

I'm cursed I guess
with a mind so occupied on what's inside that I forget there are people outside
but I think of it as a sign I'm blessed

I mean I have the ignoring ability of a rock
I listen to music and understand it, and I branched out from hip hop
I can focus on my tasks although daydreams carry me
from the real world into my twisted reality

They say the quiet kid is the one you have to watch
seriously. don't pay us any attention we aren't part of an evil plot
but if you wake up one day and see we rule the world

Don't be surprised at all...
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
oh wait too much maniacal laughter I'm gonna hurl!

Now you may be thinking
Nero? why are you attacking TV?
why can't you let it go, let ratchetry be ratchetry?
well I'll tell you in this well planned verse
I hate reality tv, go ahead, get the hate mail out and curse.
I hate reality TV because it isn't reality
just a bunch of talentless people fighting, setting impossible standards didn't speak to me
now if the show is a competition then I'll let it slide
at least you have to have a skill and not just be easy on the eyes
But love and hip hop, Mob and Basketball Wives
should really be dead by now, I'm really surprised
that they've lasted this long what's wrong can you see they're about as smart as a rotted log or a concussed king Kong?

If life is a sea then I'm stuck in the ghost ship of thoughts and ideas 
Painting with my words hoping to not slip overboard into the tidal waves of insanity crashes and bangs keep sounding 
The boom of thunder in my ears louder than it should be...
So I paint my words upon the ship of ghosts
Because the ship plays host to my demons I feelings I summon from within to paint these words that appeared from my pen
In fear ful warning I beg tor you to turn back from boarding the ghost ship
The ghost ship has a sign above the door it says
"Abandon hope all ye that have a sound mind"

I'm finally free from someone that never did belong to me
I'm finally free as a falcon in the sky
I see know you weren't worth all those tones I cried
I'm finally free like the damphir that is my namesake
I can finally attach myself to someone who cares for their and my sake
I'm finally free these chains have been lifted from me
I can now see it was never meant to be between us
you did me a favor by saying no so thank you very much!

Okay look I'm sick of the games
I'm sick of getting attached only for you to keep dropping other names
I'm sick of all that so just let me know
do you even want me? or like me?
I can move if that's not so
I mean don't get me wrong I do care about you
I think you're beautiful but don't let that make it seem I can't live without you
I mean I'll admit I've made mistakes
but **** it my dignity and my pride isn't something I'll let you take advantage of because that's already been done to me before
you think I'm not new to this thing when I know all too well the score

So like I said if you really want me around then **** it just let me know
I'm only a text or a call away so don't be afraid to hurt me, I'll just grow
I mean, you never text me anyway even when I text you first
in fact, all this is is getting my frustrations with you down in verse.
anyway I'm sick of games and love being an unsolvable puzzle
just lay it out how you feel about me
we'll save both time and blood on my knuckles

what's crazy
is that when you look at me
my mind goes into overdrive
and I imagine every single fantasy

us on the beach together,
Me and you laid out on the sand
I grab your waist and kiss you
while you guide my wandering hand

I slowly kiss and caress your neck
biting softly and holding you close
I feel you running your hands up my back
assisting me in getting out of my clothes

the bonfire we had has long since died out
but another one starts within
our passion and lust blazing bright
as you command me inside, within.

We both ****** simultaneously
almost as if instantaneously
we knew when our bodies could take no more
it's like my mind is an open door
when you look at me with those deep eyes
I become lustfully hypnotized

Ahem. here's an attempt to finally conquer all that bothers me.

Let's see I'm a grown man who never kissed a girl
I'm obviously still a ****** in this crazy world
I'm insecure about myself and I put my heart on the shelf
I'm broke as all **** but I hope writing can create wealth
I eat French fries with no ketchup and I didn't go to my prom
I hate myself at times like a veteran from Vietnam
I don't have tattoos and I don't have a piercing
I can feel angst boiling over on fact it's **** near searing
Okay I'm almost done bit here's the last part of my list
no girl I've ever dated save one has lived near me, almost all my past relationships were long distance

Two young kids in love
neither are perfect, most would say they've started too early to be raising a kid
both passionate, both want nothing but the best for their kids
but both have growing up to do
but you can't say all that from the outside looking in

One little boy here another on the way
both are wondering if the other will stay
the dad's no saint but he's there for his kids
I respect that much, not what he did
but I can't get involved from the outside looking in.

The girls doing her best
her family in ink and in blood isn't trying to cause any more stress
we want our nephew here, warm healthy and alive
we miss you and we pray about you, don't take the pain in stride

but what do I know, I'm simply an observer to the chaos of love,
from the outside looking in

Life in the city
always in the nitty gritty
if you can't make it here it'll offer no pity
a small town kid come to make it big?
warning you life here can be tricky

Hurry up I'm dreaming
like M83 you see at the stitches I'm steaming my sweats streaming down my face
trying to make my mark, or my space
on this crazy place I call home.

Riding the train
Seeing all the people go from one place to the next inside of 2 hours it's a little insane
how quickly life can move
but my question is
what can the city do for you?

If I didn't put this pen to this  page I'd probably be gone now or twisted over with rage I engage in my self deprecation as my own form of dedication to life and my craft it's like Richard Roundtree when he was shaft I grab this pen to save lives maybe end a few careers I guess it beats draining my sorrow into beer not to judge those that drink but when I think of someone holding alcohol my mind goes to when I was younger and saw those broken dreams and shattered men on the street corner battling a habit that'll never truly die that's a lot to take in with young innocent eyes my pride may be strong but my heart is weaker than a cheap speaker it's crazy because I've known love very well it's slippery as hell like an electric eel I'm an eccentric I feel like I tried to fit in my race but that shouldn't be in my brain

*drops Mic

What have I done wrong?
I thought our relationship was strong
But now you say she was your saving grace
And in your voice there was love laced.
Tell me, what's wrong with me,
Why can't I ever be somebody's one and only?

I think the real question is why is everyone always trying to change me
Deranged me, estranged me, it almost drives me crazy
Am I good enough, rough enough to escape the friendzone, I think, no I know I'm what you've been looking for all along

I'm lonely,
If only I could see
The fatal flaw that has everyone seeking someone other than me.
I'm not getting any better,
The world is tearing me apart,
I long for a friend or lover to help me protect my fragile heart...

I hate being just a friend or a brother
I hate being a sideline and not someone's lover
I'm trying to smile when all my friends end up together
All they don't see is it breaking me down,
Like a fragile house in stormy weather

Every day it gets harder to pretend that I'm okay,
Somtimes I don't think I can make it another day.
No one seems to notice turmoil going on inside,
But I can't show my pain, I have too much pride.

I've hidden behind the guise of a clown
Painting on a smile over my tear covered frown
My best friend may have taken my crush, that's it. It's done with I have had enough.
I'm not going to compete with someone I consider a brother,
I'm done with you all, I'll never be someone's lover

I guess we shouldn't have done all that swearing
but I guess I can say I'm sorry for caring
Sorry for sharing my emotions and feelings to you
sorry for taking to you like a friend is supposed to
Sorry for worrying and being concerned about another human being
I apologize for seeing the beautiful soul behind those eyes
I'm sorry for wasting your time
go ahead, pursue your dreams
go ahead, do all of that it seems
like we weren't meant to be one
I'm stuck being world's forgotten son

I'm empty, drained, this is a charade I can no longer maintain.
I'm sick of waiting on sunshine when clearly I'm destined for rain
I'm sick of no one giving a **** about me
I'm sick of people saying to my face they believe in me but behind my back they doubt me.

I'm sick of investing my time and feelings into someone that never gave a ****
I'm sick of pouring my heart out to someone only to be ignored or left alone to drift.
I'm sick of cupids controls on my life.
let's be honest here, I'll never in a million years find a wife.

I'm sick of having to be so **** insecure.
I'm sick of no one needing me like I need them
I'm sick of no one showing the same affection and care to me that I do them

I'm empty now. thank you friends.

Can it all be so simple?
like your eyes lips or adorable dimples?
Can Fate finally be kind
kind enough to stop playing jokes and let you be mine?
Or is life like a Rubik's cube... you have to be on ******* to solve?
Because if that's the case I am a Tetris nut... so I am learning to arrange for my fall..

I need a tailor, but a very specific kind
one who can stitch back together my heart and mind
it seems luck to me wasn't all that kind
Because now I've found myself again in a bind

What can you do when the crush that crushed you likes someone else but that someone else is just as close to you?
should you give up on it or go ahead with gusto and try to improve on it?

Should you make an honest effort and lay my cards on the table
my heart has been stabbed broken damaged and hurt before... am I able?

Twas the night before Christmas
and all thru the house,
not a creature was stirring
not even a mouse

The Stockings were, up and the Chimney was swept,
The kids are in bed, snoozing, with presents abd candy swimming in their heads

Mom and dad are in the master bedroom
Mom wakes up, she gets some water, quick to sleep soon.
but suddenly a bump rang out on the roof
which sounded like a certain 175 pound hoof

Mom remained silent, she didn't know what to do
Suddenly a bag slammed with a thud, at the entrance to the flue
She was frozen in excitement, SANTA VISTING MY HOUSE?!* she really was shaken, like a broke Mickey mouse.

Santa came into the room, his good nature almost visible
"Don't be afraid, dear lady I've come bringing joy and even though you have kids you still get a toy!"
"But I'm 36 what could I possibly miss? I had dolls, a wagon, unless there's something else I forget!"

Santa looked at her and gave a grin,
"Ma'am, my elves out in the field learn all things kept within"
At this she looked intrigued, what could Santa mean?
That's when she blushed red, but on the inside she felt green,
she felt her clothes ripping off at the seams

Santa gave a grin, almost looking insane,
now here's your gift ma'am, your own personal candy cane!

Alright I did a guide for the ladies
now here's a little bit for the fellas
now gentlemen it's not easy doing what those ladies tell us
but here's a quick guide to the ladies
hopefully you'll take my advice and heed it because we need more real men lately

Okay if your lady annoys about you about the little stuff
By the way don't treat your girl like a little piece of fluff,
be gentle but tough, be hard but weak
but most of all fellas, be unique

If you stay loyal, treat her like she royal and **** her so good you make her skin boil
then she'll stay with you thru the good and the bad thru the happy and sad times
and no I'm not saying this just to rhyme
but don't be one thing and act like another

One thing that ***** is getting crushed
by a crush especially if you two were friends but it's your heart that goes bust

I still care even though it may seem strange
I still try to talk, inbox, whatever even though you'd think I'm deranged but I liked her as a human being before my romantic side kicked in

what hurts more. getting turned down or turned down by a best friend?

Ladies. just a quick question
have you been hurt before or am I just guessing
have you ever wanted to know when he cares about you
truly beyond all reason when he thinks about you?

Well sit back ladies and I'll give you the guide
on how to better understand your guy
First off, men express their affections differently
If he texts you compliments constantly, whether you're at work or not is a sign to me

When he goes out of his way to try to brighten your day
when he speaks from the heart not just to play
when he tells you you're beautiful and makes you believe it
he's really falling for you, trust me I've seen it

If he doesn't ask for anything the first date
if he waits for you to feel comfortable,
and holds you around the waist,
if he cuddles up to you at night, brings you food in the morning
he cares about you girl, so you better not let him go away

a subtle tease
soft red lips
a confident strut
the swaying of hips
an hourglass shape
control she takes
of a crowd but she only chooses one
has every man excited
like the firing of a gun
a husky voice
whispering, tantalizing the ear
the mind wanders in lust
anticipating more to come
the heat in the moment beginning to sear

Drawn from the seed
whether that be hurt anger or greed
on life it feeds
punishing misdeeds
it's not a pestilence
but it strangely represents
not dead presidents
but precedents
and the presence of man
comprehends and demands
that we make a plan
to understand
this simple constant

If I'm not here tomorrow don't feel sorrow
just carry on until the rise of the Sun on the morrow
tomorrow isn't promised to anybody everyday in Chicago you hear about another dead body
chalk in the street the whole family meets
at the funeral home a parent burying a child they may have raised all alone

It's like we try to raise kings without thrones or queens with overactive hormones
our children spend more time alone while their parents are away drinking death into a city it's like we constantly create our own committees of death and demons I mean this

Am I the only one that grew up watching ****** tunes?
I loved those animals much more than the ones in the zoo
Daffy, Bugs, porky, and Elmer Fudd,
got me laughing as a kid, even when I was in a rut.

But my favorite toon, if you couldn't guess
was Wile E. Coyote, and Roadrunner, They to me were the best
Would He ever catch his prey? as a kid I only fashioned a guess
with each and every failed trap, showing the Roadrunner was blessed.

Now to use these two metaphorically
I'll be Wiley, and Roadrunner would be
amour, you see.
Now in every episode I keep trying to pin it down
but just like Wiley, I get blown up, flattened, or otherwise hurt while it roams around

maybe it's fate
or a strange genetic trait
all I know is sometimes living in a cartoon *****

WATCH OUT OF THAT TRU *POW!!!!!!!

I'm like Gangrel I burn hotter than a ****** of devil my damphiric killer instinct runs deep into my soul mending bending and twisting what you think is a weakness dents in the armor I bring to battle I go to war on the floor while your rhymes **** more than a who're symphonic with the flow so solid like onix lyrical high like I spit the chronic hits like a **** leaving hoes wetter than a just washed thing what's wrong didn't think that the kid brought bars if you stand before me you'll fall before me I known you abhor me but ya girl adores me like loose leaf or sweet leaf Osbourne I'm still sore from last night another fight slept with another dudes wife I bring trife strife and drama enforcer like a flying saucer animated like flip o rama 
Cranberry ***** harder than a just busted cherry it's scary what I do to this microphone it's my own when I'm in the zone 
*drops

Let's run down the list
I'm not saying everyone's gonna go through this
but I'm giving up on dating I literally said ***** this
I'd rather die alone in a coffin than get my heart stomped on again like a dogs tail when he's taking a ****

let's start with the simplicity because almost all my relationships ended bitterly
with one exception but that's beyond mention
Now on to reason two because people have always tried to modify what makes me me
I can't decide if it was always my fault I have flaws I know we all do but that doesn't give someone the right to change me you sick *****.

anyway to reason 3 because I don't really believe in me
I'm insecure as all crap and its like someone or something always manages to take the Mickey out of me
whether it's getting crushed by a crush or falling for someone in a rush
my hearts broken probably beyond repair
so forgive me if I'm love impaired

In case I haven't made it clear
I don't really care for people my dear
I like being alone I like solitude
I don't really mind, but I apologize if I come off rude

But here's the thing, while I cherish being by myself
I don't like being lonely, that's like living an eternal hell.
To reach out when I desire some form of companion
only to be turned away, cuts deeper than the grand canyon

now I'll admit I've made my mistakes
I've got flaws, like my jaw or lack of things about me I find great
I've tried to overcome them but I've gotten shot down
if like life's a game of chess, I'm a king with no crown

Every move I take, whether it be by myself or one of the pieces
the took defending me, the bishop cutting corners like a seamstress
Every single time I think I've finally won the game
life calls out Checkmate! And I've only myself to blame

Because I love you I'm giving you fair warning
Stop Asking about my love life,
stop asking about my life beyond what I'm doing
what business is it of yours who or whether I'm *******
It's not like I conduct an investigation into your love life

anyway, I'm going to lay it all out.
I'm 18, a ******, I've never kissed a girl and whether that'll change I doubt
Now I've given you the facts about my life
Now stop asking. I'm being nice
I'll go no Vaseline on you quicker than the Sun melts ice.

Okay turn

click

Lean back

click

okay let your hair down

click

now show your back

click

Hey Mr photographer,
can I see the camera?
okay here you go,
be careful though

knocks him down

okay now your my model and you'll do what I say!

see my ****?
yes?
well start to lick
licks
more in that place
**** it I'm riding your face
and when I pull it out your **** better match my pace
;)

oh hey.. I'm sorry.
did I forget myself again?
**** my brain, letting me down again
All the synapses and nerve endings
bending at the slightest form of stress
I guess what my own mind can do to me
is unfortunately crazy to even myself
it's uncompromising, uncontrollable,
it's a constant demon on my back
I don't hear the voices up there
but I swear my brain can be
my own worst enemy

my heart isn't too helpful either
getting attracted and attached to people who wouldn't think twice about spraying me in the eye with either
it's seems like my mind don't have logic
or better yet it's a disorder that's neurologic

1 am

I spent this hour getting drunk texts from a friend
she's the weepy kinda drunk and her spelling mistakes didn't end
I mean she's a great person but the bottle sees the opposite

2am

Went to get a midnight snack
made myself a sandwich because obviously I don't get any a--
peanut butter and honey
yes it tasted yummy

3am

and I'm still lonely
I've been listening to sade and her voice got me chilled out and *****
Mulled over a **** Sunday addition
started to toss and turn
with alarming rhythm and precision

4am

finally went to sleep
dreamt of my gf laying beside me
me just holding her like a teddy bear in a warm embrace
her loving lips locked with mine in a tender embrace

I was sleepless in Chicago for several hours last night
it might've been the cold I have, but I woke up not feeling too bright
now it's 11 34 and I'm trying to nap
maybe tonight I won't fall into insomnias trap

Over the river and through the woods
off of the highway and into the hoods
through the south side heading downtown
we're driving until we run out of ground

my lady by my side and the pedal underneath
kissing her hand as my feet numb and begin to sleep
telling her I love her and kissing her adorable rosy cheeks
it's hard to keep my eyes on the road
because her natural beauty is far from the mold

We arrive in the city downtown to be precise
we step out of the car to stares, I know we look nice
Holding her hand and being able to say
If we finally went over the edge together,
in madness, with you I'll stay :)

They say the mind bends to deal with the challenges one faces in life...
In this case my mind and cxck were bent to her.. although I knew she was someone's wife
It was deeper than a soul connection. Something darker not pure
Was it love?.... Lust?.. I just wasn't sure
It went deep and strong resonating within. I lost all control just seeing him
I guess I should tell you about her... She's a nurse at the home I'm RELAXING IN! She's always very kind to me... I'm not sure where to begin... I remember when we met.. it was like yesterday
It was a warm summer's evening... And into my room she swayed
I came walking in and there he was. Sitting to the side with demons behind his eyes. It all started there this inexplicable feeling. The sight of his green hair sent my heart reeling.
I laughed at this slender nurse.. blonde hair just as I always cared for
"They say your first time you never forget I'll make it memorable, are you familiar with my lore?"
His laugh, oh his laugh it drew me in closer. He enticed me, he lured me as he wove his sweet tale.

I told her one of my many stories
I can't really remember my past
But Lord how she drew me in with that enticing figure behind the class

His past was confusing twisted and dark. But we all have our secrets that with we cannot part. It was insanity with lust that took over just then. When I asked him to stay AMD let him within.
I looked in surprise "Arent you not supposed to interact with the inmates?"
"Yes but no" I said in reply. "There is something about you I cannot deny."
Turning on the old charm I replied "Well we do have some more time together... Let's explore our twisted minds!"
There we stayed together breaking the rules. We laughed in hysteria like two crazy fools.
I laughed and for the first time I was sad leaving therapy


What we had shared was in rarity. Being without him ripped me of clarity. I hatched a wicked plan my win twisted fantasy
It's a crazy ambition by crazy minds...
But an accomplishable one I'm sure you'll find
I was transferred to solitary after a situation in the lunch room
I just carved a guys eyes out, was that really worth putting me in a padded room?
When I walked into therapy he wasn't insight .
That's when Iearned of his terrible plight. Madness and hysteria came from within. This couldn't be happening no not to him.
I searched and I searched but he couldn't be found. But I heard the most beautiful sound. His manical laugh shook the walls. It's reverberation carried me down the halls.
She walked into the room and saw me in my strait jacket
Her body so clean.. ugh I just had to have it
I was already crazy before I met this girl
Now this... This was twisting my world
This girl, so calm, yet confident in her approach
Clearly figured me out quicker than most
I don't remember my past but I knew she'd be in my future
Right here And now, I had to make love to her
Somehow, some way she got what I was getting at,
She helped me out of my cloth prison, the filthy straitjacket
After getting out of my jacket I walked over and kicked the door
After taking off our clothes I pinned her to the floor
"Now I know your a doctor but I have my own medicine to prescribe"
"Oh please Mr J! Take me like a bride!"
So I ****** a nurse in the padded cell wing
 And she broke me out of the asylum from within
"What's your name dear nurse?"
"Call me.. Harley Quinn!"

Like that classic hit by Marvin Gaye
I have a story for you guys and gals today
One question you can ask, is how do you mend a broken heart?
How can you fix it when the world you two have created is falling apart

Anyway lemme finish with my tale
It was over a warm summer, the bane of the pale
I was young, wilder, and very streetwise
Little did I know I was dating a snake in disguise
We walked in the park, happy arm in arm

I kissed her cheek softly, like she was my good luck charm,
I said to her "babe I'm gonna be doing the show for flattes and sharpes,
It's a music store that's very very close to my heart

So I threw myself into rehearsals, playing guitar and contributing vocals to another man
Little did I know all the while she was giving something else to another man
I kept in touch with her the best that I could
But she always kept hanging around with the boys in the hood

Show night arrives and I'm nervous naturally
I texted her and she calmed me down actually
I didn't feel a change in her attitude, at least not drastically
I turned off my phone and played both sets
The Show ends and I wake up to an amazing text!
A picture of my girl laying on top of another guy, 
I couldn't help it when I got home i just broke down and cried

But thru that betrayal, from the womb of that pain
Came my list for befriending vowels and blending words now lodged in my brain
Essentially the reason that I write poetry,
Is because a girl cheated on me

Why is it all the people worth your effort have to be so far away
why is it by your side they can't just stay
I wanna kiss my Angel thru the phone
I wanna make love to her thru Skype
but then after we leave our little world
I'm physically alone again that night

I guess partially my fault as well
I'm better thru text than talking hell
I'm pathetically awkward in person
but behind a screen I'm myself
I guess it's my fate but I can't help but pray
that my Angel moves near me one day
so I can finally kiss her lips and touch her soft warm skin
to spend probably a week in wanton sin

They say laughter can be the only weapon
Against the things in life you're stressin
In that case my ammo supply has run dry
I'm a clown I know, but these tears have to cry
The Tears Of heartbreak, death and pain
The crying of nights in the pouring rain
Not knowing how long I can keep up my cheerful facade,
Praying every single night to just fix me, please God.

Knowing I need to go on, but not how much I can take
falling apart at possibly the smallest mistake
So I pull out my clown gear, and paint a smile onto my face
Get my wig And some shoes, perhaps it's my fate
to hide behind this laughing, smiling mask of my own design
never to show what really hides behind

They say love makes us do some crazy things
I just wish our lives intertwined
That'd be amazing
I'm like a dog with no bone or a cat without nip
A joke with no punch line or a wet floor that can't slip

I can't help it I'm crazy about you
You saved my life so you know I'd never doubt you
But I physically pain when you're away
I ache And hurt, and masquerade like I'm okay
And let's not even talk about hormonal situations
I said you're my superwoman, but even I need saving
I get it, you have responsibilities and stuff to maintain
But me without you is simply insane
I can't stand to think of someone else holding your hand it eats me up inside and today I woke up with tears in my eyes...
disguised as laughter and jokes

I'm like a nicotine head trying to cover up that he smokes
Or Tommy Chong taking Vicadin when we all know he tokes
Or a crack addict with no pipe
a straw with no berry
You're the Apple of my eyes but they close day by day... And it's scary

I see the hangman
walking down the street
Handcuffs in the pocket
trying to be discreet

I see the life getting choked
out of my ebony skinned throat
I could roll through and throw him off
but I'm outnumbered, it's like fates cruel yoke

I feel violated
I CAN'T BREATHE
I CAN'T MOVE
I'm trying to breathe
My brains starting
to break down...
I can't...
I can't


RIP to Me.

It's not that I like being alone
wait scratch that... let me try again
It's not that I like being on my own
crap! Okay one more time, harder, like MC Ren.

I don't like people, it's as simple as that
I do have friends of them I don't lack
I guess it's a symptom of being played and hurt
I walked into the world naive, now I'm an expert

at getting stabbed in the back and getting pushed around
I grew stronger tougher but also more cold
I guess I may have been young but mentally old

So if you ask why I'm so quiet, don't think I never explained
I've fallen in with a great crowd, so maybe this way I won't remain

I **** her collarbone leaving little bites
Our bodies, against each other still fights
She leaves her nails' marks on my back
Like a big ****** heart attack
She places her hand on my chest
But I'm not letting her rest
She whispers "Stop making me *** you naughty boy"
And under the bed takes a *** toy
Red handcuff, I lock her on the bed
She looks at me "please, Mr, **** me bad"

I looked her dead in the eye and slide myself inside
I went faster than normal as she squealed in delight
I grabbed on her waist while thrusting in deep

She slows me down and looks at the clock,
Still moaning she says "Please, stop"
I ask her if she's okay
And with a sweet voice she has nothing to say
Its 8 in the morning, I need to go home son
I put my clothes on leaving, she says biting her lip "come tomorrow in the afternoon"

life's funny isn't it?
I'll compare it to a VCR
when the good times are rolling
it's stuck in fast forward
but when the pain sets it's stuck on slo-mo
It's like sometimes life can be like a yoyo
Or if you're like me, sometimes you'll be thrown out of the familiar
like Dorothy and Toto

Or when your heart breaks and your earth quakes and when you fall in love just looking at them gives you the shakes
Or when someone betrays you you respond by throwing shade
like a looming tree in the Florida everglades

basically what I've learned is take life once a day everyday
not every day will leave you in ecstasy but the good comes with the bad
just keep on living, and when I'm gone don't be sad

I walked to her and looked in her eyes 
Not a part of her I would despise
Passed my hands through her arms
Every part of her brought charms
Kissed her lips furiously
Her body responded curiously

That sultry voice rang into my ear
Not yet, wait until we get home my dear
I let her go and said 
Alright lead the way
We got into a cab
It took us to an apartment
We kept kissing and teasing on the way
Two ***** kids trapped in a train compartment


We got home, she was beautiful
I kissed her making moans lyrical
We got up into the house
Our moans would be really loud
I pushed her to the bed and bit her lip
Giving me a next step tip
She took of the shirt and bra
Looking like a pornstar
I lay on top of her 
How magical In this we were

She looked me dead in the eyes
And nipped at my hat
Come on copper, frisk me, I know you can do that! 
I took off my shirt and caressed her gentle curves
But I think my constant teasing was getting on her nerves 
She took control of the situation, rolling me onto the bed

She put her hands on my hard member
A step I will always remember
Opened my pants kissing my lips
My hands on her hips
She fought my tong with hers
Like a he mouth was a *** curse

It was crazy how quick she got what she wanted,
She threw my badge out on the floor still in my wallet
She stroked my member slowly, but with a firm grip
All the while enticing me with those swaying hips

All of sudden she leads me too her table 
She lays me on it to **** me, and I'm willing and able
She's bouncing on top of me, both of us moaning for more
She ***** out my release And we both lay in bed
Dragging on a menthol
Each wanting more, we silently begged

I sat in the club,
enjoying a menthol drag
I looked at the stage
I heard the band play
And boy was I glad
And there she was, the singer
a young, trophy with an hourglass figure
she stepped to the mic
And started her song
she had the crowd hypnotized
And kept the show up all night long

I eyed the singer,
silky legs slipping out of the dress
I finished off my menthol
And soon she was by me
teasing her ample *******
she sang with a sultry voice
her delivery was immaculate
If it had really been my choice
I definitely would've gone after it

She grabbed my necktie
And threw it back into my face
she walked away swaying her hips
as she commanded the attention in the place
I walked back to the bar
as she completed her song
I tipped the barkeep heavy
after that show I had to tip
with her charisma that'd be wrong

As the club closed down for the evening
And we walked out into the night
I looked behind and I saw the singer,
with her eyes shining oh so bright.
I complimented her on the show
she said thank you with a smile
I took out another menthol and she said
"Stay with me awhile"

To Be Continued...

I think it's cool I can say
that time has definitely done away
With what we could've been
I would've treated you nice
but now I'm going to be as cold as ice
to you, my former best friend.

I had feelings beyond
I was confused, I didn't want to come on too strong
but I bit the bullet and told you what was going on

You turned me down
I felt played like a clown
I swallowed that bitter pill
And wrote out my pain and sadness
getting better with each drop off ink spilled

I tried to save our friendship, because we truly were close
I would've given up writing if you would've played host
to the bond that we shared, two lost souls wandering the earth
but you took my feelings and heart and crushed them into the earth

I was broken
but then I met an angel
a girl who saved my life
who got me to smile and laugh again,
when I didn't even know I was able

I cried my tears, I'll never get back that wasted time
just know now, I'll never even bother to look at thine
I laugh when I see your name on my Facebook page
now I know the games you played
breaking my heart taught me a valuable lesson
Not everyone who glitters is gold
And not everyone is worth stressing

Up on melancholy hill
There lies a plastic tree
But sitting underneath that plastic tree crying
Sat a broken... Hurt... Me.

Until up the hill 
Came the Jill to my jack
We talked and all my walls came down
We connected thru our writings
And she changed me to all smiles from frowns

Where once stood anger came calm
I saw an angel in her purest form
Now I can hold her tight and say she's like a sweater, she keeps my heart warm

So if you're reading this and I'm pretty sure you are
**** the fates for making us live ever so far apart
But I guess that strengthens the bond between our hearts
:)

My lyrics are malicious drive you ballistic like holistic priest thinking something vicious My flow is viscous moving down the beat like a runny nose the flows sick call a doctor I'll examine your lines like a proctor or a projector I'm the protector of the legit hip-hop style I profile like Ric Flair no care while you stare at this skinny black kid with the name brand flows I eat generic emcees for breakfast while my pen explodes is it so or no let it go like frozen ice cold like frozone while I Make the Mic moan and bust on stage with my lyrical *** while on the decks the wax spins sealing your doom like Indiana Jones in the temple for you theirs no room

If you see me on the street walking to my own beat
I'm wearing headphones in attempt to defeat
My voices, no I'm not crazy nor did I make bad choices but yes I hear voices
my insecurity, lack of knowledge make great talking points
And getting them to finally shut up requires my lifesaver, my music
but then you knew this, music saved my life, and blocks my nervous twitch,
so if you see me without my tunes then something is horribly wrong
I love music but don't abuse it... it's my own connection to life, my writings and my songs

So we met in a bookstore the other day
little did we know, we'd be seeing a bit more than grey
I walked into the ****** section, to buy the kama sutra
I bumped into you and our eyes locked for a moment, I swore that it was somewhere before I knew ya

You said that the book was getting you wet
I said "don't worry I think I can manage that without breaking a sweat,
intrigued we found a hidden spot in the store
And not too soon all that was heard was
**** YES! GIVE ME MORE!!!

So we had a fling right next to a bookshelf
we could've waited until we went to your place but we couldn't control ourselves
I guess as students of anatomy we need no help
That bookstore wasn't the same, considering what was on the shelf
;)

Now normally I'm not one to criticize but those who use what I say against me may die
You *****, you low down hypocrite you were the one who encouraged me to pick up my pen again and make words and rhymes blend, now every time I have emotions and put them to the page you get enraged when I ask for feedback you act like every single time I spill ink you think I'm writing about you **** no you're not worth the brain space but I can tell you in this place this poem is about you I doubt you can understand why it hurts pouring these words from my pen and hand because you got me off of my self imposed island you warmed up the cold heart of BRANDON but now that voice in the back of his head Nero has to rise from the dead and blast ya *** I hoped and prayed that it wouldn't be you of all people I have to lyrically slay but it's like **** with Dre day and everybody's celebrating now I'm gonna release all that dirt like I'm ******* my ego is deflating my rage inflating I'm thru with your *** you keep degrading me every time I come to you vulnerable I get stabbed in the back **** that you can eat my asscrack before I even think about inboxing you back