There's a melody I would love to feel.....
use my fingers to create...
Use my lips to unveil...
let my tongue do it justice...
Give her words she could feel...

There's a melody I know...
Replaying in my ears....
Sweet picture in my mind...
calms my chasing fears...
Soothing this mans soul...
melody whispers through my ears...

I recall a Melody....
fair as I ever known...
Dare I say heavenly...
i never feel alone...
Sweet sweet Melody....
I hear you more and more....

Fading away...
you say..
is that what I do....
slowly disappear on you...
Until I become transparent...
Has that become evident...
That I'm in the room but no longer here..
Right beside you and not even near...
But here I am touching skin...
how does that feel...
Trying to make it go with in....
I thought that I was real...
I'm losing all my colored soul...
Inside of this black hole...
An here we go once again..
I'm fading away my friend..

So Fly Me Back to so called home...
Or just answer the phone....
Cuz where I am I need a hug
or just a wine filled jug..
But that wont work cuz im not here..
I've faded like your crying tears...
So look away I'm just a thought..
a memory of a past forgot...

She tussled and fought,
squirmed and wiggled,
the ends of her hairs
oh how they tickled.
She smelled of sugar and spice
like purple haze,
remy martin,
and bubblicious ,
the sins of life...
Everything nice.
Her lips drove me crazy
I could smell the cherry
dying to be burst,
I'm going to save this one
as she fights
I squeeze,
As she bites
I likes,

A woman...
I found a woman
Cuz she won't
just give it up....

How to keep her safe????
thats gonna be hard to explain,
I can see it in her face......

HE would not,

come down
from the

CROSS!!!!

For me.........

Because it just wouldn't work...
I didn't realize until....
you were screaming my name...
on call, at will...

Because you just wouldn't change...
I cared for you still....
When you hated yourself..
I saw what was Real...

Because it just wouldn't play out..
Even with I love you's
That was just a temporary out...
for your deeper issues..

Because it wasn't meant to be....
I wasn't the way you want me,
didn't say what you need...
But you said you needed me,

Because I was just a selfish Standard,
the root of all men,
the same old lie
told over and over again...

Because You felt so good
You tasted so sweet......
Made me feel strong
So I could lift you off your feet.....

Because of your hair in my face,
Your lips around my tongue,
Your all night energy,
Made me feel young...

Because I could go on for days
about how you were the one.....
but it just wouldn't work out
I was having too much fun....

Cuts in my arms,
testify
I've been whipped
into shape!!!

With lips like yours
I'm going to need emergency
Resuscitation!!!!

The relationships I never had...
                                         are only
The acquaintances I hope to last...
                                         in some
Light i hope I could grasp...
                                        friendship
Meaning retake the past...
                                        but only
For a little while be there...
                                        not long
Just enough for them to care...
                                        about me

Swooish!!! I snag her...
Off...up up and away...
save her from this life...
keep the perverts away...
a smile
she gives me a smile...
now what do I say...
Never fear...

**** how cliche'!!
But everyone is afraid....
of a Black man in a mask.....

-
P.S she smells like Honey,
I wonder what she'd do if I licked her?.....
- Psyhco Super Hero

but this cup is altering my mentality...every piece of women is looking fine to me...but in reality...they all look like you...because not any one cares about me, its true...that I'm just another thirsty male...chasing after bodies...but that stereotype I will fail..I want to change her memories...so listen to the memo... I'm changing my M.O....cuz this cup can't save me....and neither can your memories...so starting right now change your point of view...Create a new memo I'm counting on You...

To much attraction..not enough reaction...but don't reactions cause attractions...or just irritations...scratching the surface until one bleeds...and not healing the wounds that one needs...in all essences the soul should stay strong...if the skin, muscles, and bones stay where they belong...but sometime the shift just a tad..altering the soul you once had.

Looking for my number 2.....cuz my number 1 died a long time ago... surprised....im not she was gettin old...but you...can do what you gotta do to stay brand new...bend over a lil touch your toes... stretch a lil and build strong bones...she forgot to change it up.. after the first time i tore it up.. so eventually the wounds wouldn't stop bleeding...so she had to resort to cheating...

So As i tip toe through the valley of death I shall feel no evil...But im jumping off buildings back flipping blinded like evil Knievel... i shall look death in the face and laugh....as all who oppose my GOD shall fear his wrath...so a dead man i'm for I oppose him daily...And his cries to save me i only hear faintly....but nevertheless he calls me...as i fail to answer but scurry along blindly in to eternity...

i lost my touch, no longer Im i in reach... some body save me.... My body is queasy...and my mind is wheezing... for air....and if I dare....ask why... i only get questions as a reply... is there any help out there?????

why cant i have what i want when shes soo far away...I see her every day in my own special way...My dreams can suffice but only for so long...It wont be to long till i just cant go on...Warm embraces are needed to reassure my freedom..Cuz with out them im a slave to this lust demon...but once she surrounds me..my heart can love freely...and live to survive another day

Still looking for that smile I cant find...and grabbing for that hand i cant touch....feeling incomplete even tho love stares me in the face...its not filling the void.... I'm reaching back for what I let go, letting go so i can reach back...but then there was a reason it lost grip and slipped....

I'm back on the scene like a river flowing stream...I got the sprinkles to make the donut cream...but I don't eat em only learn to treat em....But if they taste good I guess I gotta feed em....Food for your thought wax on wax off...The Kabasa is guaranteed to knock your socks off..

lonely!!!!!!!! but only sleepy.... sad but happy.... Open today closed tomorrow....never look back but im stuck lookin backwards....Hummm this is what happens when you go into withdraw... I depressed...

lonely in the bed with songs in my head....visions of maken love with a body so soft...but when I open my eyes its just a pillow at myside...Time to let it go and free up some room...So may be when I open my eyes I can be holding on to you....(thought)....

Shortly and swiftly I'll drift in to eternity...to be forgotten by those drove into insanity..but remembered by those who still live with humanity...So this death ain't hard to see..Only easy to envision.. destine since the beginnin...ever since we... started sinnin..I can see the future comen and still Im not running....

Why cant you just chill and relax im not here for all this bs.... but you buggin trippen...Im crazy from the words that u shitin... **** now Im all lost for tonight straight up Im lookin for some *** for tonight..since you wanna go there Im trying to... take it there...im a be ******* cuz now i really don't care~!!!

I wish i could be so tender now... but i dont think I know how now... I'm just tryin chill to save us from future ill...It not like i want this cup to spill...Why cant strings be missin why must i be attached...Honestly i can love you but im just not ready for that...Actions of haste leave me with sour taste..as we just became ill.. because you forgotten how to chill..maybe i wont cry, but i will if we die.....

Goodafternoon cruel world how you doin, how you livin...been kinda crazy since i walked in the beginnin...but to you dear world leave my skin and my sin...Cuz where im trying go that stuff cant get in...Well in any way Im still lookin for that somethin, but if it dont come im i can go back to loven runnin!!!

Almost time to become a legal man...a lil wiser and smarter at playin my hand...no more foolish girls...nor foolish boys and there lil worlds...well maybe a lil fun...but making sure i get it done..almost time brand new to the game like Sir'Siah.......but hopefully by the end of the night ill be hearing Jeremiah.....

suitable equality...no I don't feel amity...Its not the same any more from people who don't think like me...They look me in the eye, spit at me, lie on me...suitable equality...shouldn't we be family....always looking down on me... Callin me a dog cuz I love women equally...new story entirely...you still feelin the amity...I guess that's what we do now, stabs in back repeatedly....Smiling in my face tellin me you have sanity...suitable mentality...I guess we on a different page, take your blades up out of me....A Suitable reality...

Im watching over them...those freaks and perverted beast...the dark flesh that owns the land..I save them from there doom...keep them out those tombs...my job is to protect the sick...as I sit...I glimpse and I see a ray of hope...
Purity...from the ***** of my imperfection...I began to be aroused...thought about swooping down, in a single bound..being so cliche'..but I've since grown from my stereotypical ways....Cuz this world here ain't kind to no hero..this worlds only sin painted in a mural...But she could be the one...my chance to save the day!!...But they wanna **** the hero...they say **** the hero....Try to save the hoes...but I think I save a woman...kryptonite to my sins...She could be the cleanse...I could actually win...
-Dairy of a ****** superhero.

Early Morning ****
with mascara on her eyes
switchin side to side
and so much love inside
Beauty in your pocket
You just choose to flaunt it
Early in the morning
Lookin so good
Stirring those desires
given morning wood
thighs starting fires
on the way back to your hood
"how you doin love"
"sweetheart whats your name"
"baby where you going"
"I could love you girl for days",
Early morning walking
through these early morning talkings
you just love the feeling
all this great attention,
to bad with all this passion
they don't get to see your passion
they just catchin this emotions
going through the motions
but your fish nets do the trick
Early morning catchin
bringing in the money
without going through the actions
See I know where your coming from
I know where you been
i know whats in your pocketbook
Can you count the men
Early morning issues
after last nights rendezvous
Sleep your day away,
Sleep your day away...

always on my mind.... you i never met....tell me why is that...
lets never press rewind... that i might regret...I'll tell why is that...
the past was never kind... the present isn't set... yes we can change that...
All i need is time to find...  you I never met... How would you like that...

Still in the mist of finding my purpose...Like why do I stand here...you know I use to think that i was a flower bright and beautiful...that I was something everyone would need...but now I believe they feel the urge to call me a ****...That im growing in unwanted places...And so i look unappealing to many of their faces...Haven’t i preformed a miracle didn't you want me to grow...and now that I've out done my peers you don't want me to show...Yes there are thousands of us and i hope to make more...unique like me because you told me to soar..see they've been nurtured and cared for..Do you see what i've endured...No im not in a field, a valley, a hill top or, tuffit... but i've emerged from the ground...the rough hard moldings that i was around...i stand here bright tall my own lil treat...but em' just a **** if I grow from the street ...and as i try to reach out to others... i loose my bright colors..an slowly give myself away in the wind piece by piece by piece...as i die where you left me trying to grow out of the cold concrete....But it doesn't end there...See im still in the air...Me this **** have planted some seeds..In the pieces of me..Inspiring more flowers in their places of need!!

Broke artis and this here not my day job...Poor Marvin...and some how I still work hard...Yet Starvin...To create something to feed y'all...burnt pockets...no change to make a phone call...Space rockets...That would be the mission...Good fuel...Feeding intuition...or maybe just a mule and take it old school...Grow my own Words...with my mind on the soil...I just make it taste good..Broke artis start to Spoil..

pleasure, pleasure, pleasure,
sin, sin, sin,
I found God,
in a
Friend, friend, friend,

Warm winter mornings after leaving her arms...Snow dancing around me alarms me...Without her warm safety...realizing that it is a cold world...The farther I move away...freezer burn, making me return...To the warm winter..Cuz the summers just to cold, spring is way too bold.... and that fall is way to far..Comfort in the safety of your arms...

Live...
Your lives...
For your lives...
Run for your lives...
there is no fight..
just flight..
in the still of night..
run for your lives...
far out of sight...
for you will never be right..
in a place that has no light..
Run for your lives...
Run for your lives...
Run for yours...
Run for...
Run...

Hips, Thighs,
and
Bellies
Dance.

Thank God,
for
Zumba, Zumba

with an all seening Eye...cuz for that green **** we all die...One... we aint one...were infested with legions...of demons...they call sin.. living with reasons...and a dollar will make her work...a penny would really hurt...comparing it with water while you pay to make it rain...cuz they compared it to water, you cant live with out your brain...trapped you in the circle to laugh and watch you die...nobody shot them in the head they only have but one eye...One vision..is there mission...and One dollar is the bill...foundation of the nation and no sgins of capital hill..just refreance to thier Origin what they feell is real...becarful how you fold it dont mess up the Great Seal... Cuz for people who hated Color Why would you use a Pyrimid...Cuz they found a secret when they vandilized the sphinx's head...dont get confused by my god...Cuz it might not be my GOD..my god my god we all turst in god...Cuz a dollars says we do...cuz we couldn't trust in silver, in gold or in You...but we turst in little bills...with pyrimids in great seals...cuz once any thing is buried it can see it all...So they buried the truth so you wont know at all...

I get all the girls, all the girls,
i get all the girls, all the girls
I save all the hoes, all the hoes
i save all the hoes, all the hoes
I cant find me no women...
no women..
I couldn't save no women...
-Diary of a PsychoSuperhero

Why weren't you in my world
As You traveled the world
and left me
You've been to paris, France
With De'Andre and Lance
But You left me
Seen the Lush gardens of Babalyon
and took pictures with your Thawb on
But there no me
Took Leana to Germany
Where Yall were a family
But without me
You can travel the seven seas
Dont excpect me not to envey
Cuz you left me
Home with mommy
and you don't even care
Traveling everywhere
I wonder if you left another somewhere.

I dont look like Handy to you..but its like you draw a face on a ball and call me Wilson...don't think i don't know about your sin...I learned a lot in this world from ****** women...And you aint different...No You aint know saint...hold your complaints...they gon have to wait...You gonna listen to me I ain't no fake...I don't love them..we aint close friends...Im just a man..I know aint no Wilson......The best friend you ever had...Cuz he gives you what you need...until hes all up in your face and his air start to decrease...and his lips start to wear off and eyes disappear...because Your not the only women on the island this year...So whos Handy now...putting your feelings down...I mean I'm just me and he, hes not around...so which one do you want? the Ball you can control...or the man that ***** up..you already Know...You just fakin tho...remember this aint the first time I been a tool...that women wanted to use..A screwdriver thats no Handy...But used by all the Ladies......ps. not lately -Sign A ****** Super Hero

Die
Once,
Live
Forever!!!!!

Im flawed, cursed in sins I comit again and again....consciously unaware...that i have no control...the only weapon I produce is prayer..and I sometime fail to that...when Im under attack...so i just fall in to another PWO camp and wait...roting away...day after day because I forgot to pray...but then the enemy's flag is captured and I am set free...because everyday i was in the wretched place I prayed...and it was heard. I cry thank you to the most high..he who has delivered me...But Im so flawed in Sin..that I wand up in the enemy's camp again...and again...and again....consciously unaware...that all I must do is pray..

The sun falls...and the freaks are on the rise...With my Cape wisked behind my back...the freaks are on the rise...
I save you from their touch...I'll keep your out their grasp...Cuz im here to save the world this is what you asked...And she screams...I go to grab her hand but instead I grab her ***... and as I lift her from the danger....the freaks are on the rise...she looks me in the eyes...opens up her thighs....and claims I am her savior...Cuz the freaks are on the rise she can see it in her eyes...I'm the hero of the world here to save the girls...cuz the freaks are on the rise...and I can see it in there eyes....#****** superhero

tho blind, broken fist, have once punched through walls....broken legs, once walk through the air...and a broken heart, once loved...A heart once loved...will be broken...and then be plastered back together... stitched by a string...soldered by fire...however, it will heal...and it will never forget its function...how to love... because as long as you live it wont forget how to beat...no matter how you feel it wont forget to pump...so no matter how abused, how battered, how small it might be...it will never for get how to love, cant you see...

Here i am... Again writing to the world...here I am...Friend trying to save the girl...This S on my chest aint for games...but Embedded in my soul so I can make a change...here I am...Miss im different so we're both the same...These Powers are strong but you have yet to call my name...but here I am...
trying to save the day...From your polluted air waves....that plays in relay...These blades in my knuckles dont just pet and tickle...but the stab and ****....cutting faster then the flash...here I am...Again screaming to the world...Here I am...Tryin to **** the girls...Tryin to **** the girls...Cuz I've be programed to saved the world...But they forgot to tell you I wanna **** the girls...Cuz they all want to be saved...Let them scream my name...I'll slay the ***** monster Cuz here I am..Again....trying to save the world..******* all the girls....#Diary 1 of A ****** Superhero

Extra Extra ...Read all about it!!!..The time for the righteous ***** is dead...You claim Your stature of limitations..But all you got is knowledge...Let me reconstruct the past...That the ones you preaching to don't see...Slavery...to share croppers.. to steal mill workers...Cotton pick en...to bootleg ‘en...to crack rock..**** ‘en...They got Aids from monkeys..So lets give it to all the monkeys..They know to much lets bury the smart ones under all the dummies...Rise up you righteous *** Shabazz..With more medals then Marcus Garvey...but this dispositions is thicker than the stash on Steve Harvey. Cuz the kids they love the Wiz...and all the green he smoke...Forget the yellow brick road...its these white bricks they see as Gold...But you so righteous with black power on Your bumper sticker...And so sweet that your water start to be thicker...then blood...with a hood that attack your own progression..You Been righteous for so long..with hope you feel depression..that you accuse your brother of mental retardation...urban gentrification...when he still live in the same house he did the year before...but you been moved to the east side on the top floor..You righteous *** ***** you been pronounced dead...back when them bombs hit over Bagdad...they waved the white flag..but you just made it easy...cuz you still so righteous...you done Got Fat, Turned Gay...and rallying for pride marches...Cuz you don’t know what else to do...your time is over..Them black cats use to be panthers, now you dress them up...and placed us all in a new minority...just to keep your righteous priority...Are You still looking East, or have you finally excepted the West..

You got power in ya hand...say amity in ya heart...but you dont give a ****... You haven't from the start...So you let people go.. claiming you empathize...But you dont even know...tears never hit ya eyes...easy to talk about its hard...when you live on a cushion...Easy to say you believe in God...When everything is given....Cuz Your knees are never *****...You never hit the floor...Parying every ...morning early...or pleading you cant take no more....Cuz You got power in ya hand...Say sympathy in ya heart...but you dont give a ****...Not even just a part...You would never feel so bad...telling someone no...keeping all you had...not letting any go...Cuz You ain't never had to ask....You can just look down...And take from them the pride they mask...as all heads hang to the ground...But there's power in ya hand...say love inside your heart...but you aint never gave a ****...You never had a heart...

I can create turth through lies...repeat.... the turth through lies....then you'll eventually believe my turth through lies....And i'll recieve your loyalty...through my deceptive tendencies...And All your know is turth...But I do know that they're lies...And You'll never ask for proof...Cuz I repeated Lies...and You've heard them so much that to you they feel like turth...My ***** little demon...this nightmare you aren't dream..cuz all you know as turth is lies...and you'll believe them till the day you die...Cuz I repeat and project...till you defend and protect...My ***** little secret...that you will never Regreat...See up is down and Red is Blue...And hands wear things called shoes....See up is down and Red is Blue....and hands wear things called shoes....Cuz you dont get to choose...Cuz I can create turth though lies...repeat...the turth through lies....And You will believe my turthful lies....and protect them till the day you die...repeat the turth through lies...

Roses are Red
and I am Blue
Violets are Violet idiots
and Violence is subtle
until you turn Blue
or black
but I was born like that
and he was born with a turbin
and she was born with a veil
And then there were those born pale
...But what ever the matter they were born
believing that roses are red and violets are blue
not that I should love you too..
But just my brothers and sisters...
not anything different..
and I should beat a Violet till it turns Blue...
Becasue thats what it should do...
No matter if im black, Pale, muslim or hindu
I will beat a Violet blue...
And Keep all roses red
Cuz I still haven't Got to I love you!!

kyrptonite aint right...But to me if feels good..poison to my being but grab it like I should...grip and consume...taste and resume...I know its killing me but I like the comfort in my tomb... White silk sheets 1020 threads...kyrptonite buffet on 120 beds...eat until Im full..drink until Im dead...kyrptonite tonight? Want until Im fed...I got a queer eye...for those who live crooked...what happend... to your kyrptonite?.. I forgot that I took it....Staring at its power I feel weak in my knees...straight to my knees...weakin your knees...Cuz this battle becomes nutral...when weakness is seen mutral...Eyes on the green screen...and both of us are colored green...tonight..we dine in a roomfull of kryptonite...Cuz weakness would never be exposed if we all Loved Kryptonite....

Billy's ******* Pennies
Dont tickle Jenny's Kitty
But Jonny's Fifty Milli
Make ******* Pennies silly
And Jenny's Filthy *****
Loves Jonny's Harry Milli
Even Tho Jonny got A Milli
Other Jenny's
But Billy's Lonely Willie
Only Longs for Jenny's Kitty
But Jenny looks so Silly
Chasing after Jonny's Milli
When Jonny's Chasing Billy's ******* Pennies