They say words don't hurt...
but words are my life...
so I would rather be stabbed, shot or knifed...
because they burn upon my heart...
cause unrest among my soul..
there's no going back..
your words opened a hole...
see I bleed syllables...
you read moans and groans...
but I see parts of life escaping from my skin...
to you it was just said...
but it feels like I'm at my end...
screaming ****** murderer...
from the fatal words of a
"friend"...

My Drug..
My Drug...is words injected in my blood...
like a book pull me open watch my letters flood...
Like the ocean, this the see..
The body coated me..
but my crack is my pen...
A blank page is ******...
and spoken word is my ****..
Because its exactly what I need..
To get me high..
I'm talking lifted above the sky..
This is more than just a vision
but word infected poison..
Because it seeps into your brain
makes you go insane
as they push against your skull
this drug is never dull
Once you understand it
you can't live without it...
Jungle fever type of motion
I got me
a
real bad
addict!
I went there
and I can't go back from it
and its causing some commotion
I can use to my advantage,
I could try to save the world
or I could slowly **** myself,
chasing after girl after girl...
see I received this sinful gift
Gave to me from Adam
knowledge in the fruit that Eve handed him
and generations later I sit addicted to gaining wisdom
in the form of words that were accidentally eaten..

I keep telling myself I'm fine...
that you don't affect my decisions...
anymore..
because there was a time...
I'd do anything...
for you...
everything...
I couldn't even breathe...
I had your ring in my pocket the day you wanted to leave...
You had my heart in your pocket when you walked out of my life...
I was already damaged before You...
You know thanks to what i knew of life...
my fragile shell was only egg like..
and yours was glad wrapped...
impossible to break easy to change...
but easily transparent...
But that one crack destroyed my yoke...
That one sin....
Burnt my hope..
.and it was blackened...
because I started jumping into ocean after ocean trying to find the fountain of youth...
fountain of you...
But every ocean had no water that could quench me like you did...
No woman had no aura that could love me so I hid...
Behind holograms of you...
Hoping they would shield my broken shell.
But everyone was just like you so they all held close the gun...
that would shoot me in the soul...
after all that I had done....
Now I'm just a zombie wandering around with no heart,
no heart...
I lost that warm blooded part...
Now I'm just in search of brains...
because hopefully a smart woman won't live connected to her hearts chains...
And she'll see How much it means to say I love you
because she'll know the definition,
instead of her own missing hearts blinded decisions....