"I am not your knight in shining armor coming to save you. I am the black fire breathing dragon surrounding your tower. In the shadow of my large wings you're safer than anyplace else. Despise me all you want, but until I'm slain I will alway be there." -RdotInc.-
"She's painstakingly beautiful and heart breakingly sweet. An angel without wings and sin you fear to meet. Her glance can still your heart and smile make you cold. Her kiss can pierce your pride and puncture your soul. She is painstakingly beautiful, **** my eyes, their wondering will lead to useless wondering. sigh."
"Even if you break the mirror, your reflection still remains." -RdotInc.-
"If I died today, what would they say about me tomorrow? As if words matter when you're dead." -RdotInc.-
Pride is a great and terrible thing. It will be what keeps you going even if it's the same thing weighing you down.
I am merely one crow with no ****** to fly, in love with a dove and
willing to die.
busted lips and busted knuckles, torn muscles and teary eyes, cracked ribs and a broken back, shattered legs and battered knees, weary feet and a faded breath, You make me laugh, thats not enough to stop me... ever. NOW LET'S SEE YOU GRIT THOSE TEETH!!
I don't quit, and I've forgotten the meaning of giving up. I don't associate myself with quitters or those who remember how to give in. When you roll with me go hard or don't come back. I live a truth harsher than life, while you live a lie easier than death.
Even when oceans away I can still feel your heartbeat.
if i could i would, and since i can i will, impossible beware, for i am hungry to prove you wrong.
Go hard or go home, fail to prepare and prepare to fail, stand up for yourself or you'll fall for anything, lead, follow, or get out of the way.... these are only words, your actions make them matter.

So long and good night.
I will not see you again.
Our love is lost among the waves.
And our hope is floating in the sky.
How can I move on?
When the stepping stones of life sink beneath this ocean of crashing tears.

This is an oath to myself that I will never sell myself short. I will not write falsehoods so that people read my work. If I'm not a talented enough poet, then so be it, but I will not compromise my character. Nor my integrity for a few cheers from fake fans. This is a promise never to break under the pressure of this world that has crushed so many before me.
This is my oath.

This toxic first impression has you poisoned from the start.
A fast acting virus heading straight for your heart.
Unannounced and unaware this creeping proximity breeds despair.
The thin line between what we think is love and what we know is hate seems unfair.
Walking through this fog, ignorance takes your hand.
Leading you towards the cliffs edge you forget where you stand.
There is no antidote, no cure for the weak.
Nothing but a decaying decoy for the meek.
This toxic first impression has you poisoned fro the start.
An instant instance of betrayal that forces us apart.

Please be my bee's knees and I'll be your cat's meow.
Howling at the moon every night I'm not next to you.
A true blue tragic love, no magic or miracles .
Just a mirrored oracle in your reflection.
A lost connection to broken heart strings.
Rings too small to fit on hands that do.
So say "I do" and be my bee's knees and I'll be your cat's meow.
Sting me and I'll purr, because this song I'll sing is both mine and yours.

This is my Epic word play, like crippling cliches, putting Shakespeare on a delay, my sentences run a relay.
I speak so quickly you need a replay, but it's still too slick, thats what she say.
I bring dismay like a dark cloud on a clear day, roar so loud I make the lightning pray.
Under my storm the whole world becomes my prey.

Scattered and running, screaming and shouting. Fighting and scratching, clawing and doubting.
This pouting crowd is weak not meek. They sneak peeks at secrets they can't keep.
Living in dreams when they don't sleep. This cheap world carries no beat. Throws fire with no heat.
Full of tricks and no treat. It's a bumpy ride with no seat.
Hope to God you soon meet, cause the Devil's no cheat.

I hear them cry, sigh, whisper, and wan. I walk this wire like a liar,
the path of the insane, but I can't complain.
For it all leads to my reign. These wimpy whimpering children fear their fate.
With no appetite to sate, locked in a fence with no gate.
I can dangle hooks with no bait. And still they snap and still they bite.

It's alright, it's still their right to lose sight of the site.
It's not a lack of sense, but too much ignorance and impudence.
I grant you my two cents. A text to get vexed and hexed. My free verse is like ***.
An ******* hat trick, built brick by brick. No one's immune but no one gets sick.

I'm tired, I quit, hit me back with a single bullet, no clip.
Don't miss and don't slip, or else I'll dip, strike back, your throat I'll split.
Swallow your soul and spit out the pit. It's critical you stand and don't sit.
You'll need to run, the sun is burning out, it's no fun shooting blanks for a toy gun.
Crooked angles over the horizon shows that we're done.

This has been my Epic word play, a day of artistic dismay on display.
The he said she said scene like a play, causes stress make my hair grey.
But I promise you this I.O.U. is A.O.K.
I never right a check that my *** can't pay.
You may be the light but I am the way.

Wait for it wait for it wait for the noise, let it build up build up from the ground up, can't shut it up, you not loud enough, tough enough,
you can't fight it, bite it, no slight of hand to deny it, defy it.
Don't shy away, stand and stay, don't fear the fray, there's still time to pray that you won't become the prey.
There's no running for a runner, no gunning for a gunner, no stunning for a stunner.
Ride hard or ride high, die hard or just die. I lie but I'm no liar, **** but not a killer, steal but not a stealer.
I beguile for the thrill, **** with skill, and steal with ease. Life's no joke but death is a breeze,
live ****** and get sleazed, die grimy get clean. This is no scan no scheme, up my sleeves nothing is seen.
No tricks for sick kicks, relax. stress is taxing take a deep breath and step back. Okay I've lost track.
Of the bars and the cars, the stars, and Mars. My thoughts are now in a different language, ego speaking spanish, Jorge can it.
**** it now its in Italian , I may be a horse but I'm no stallion. Shake my head, I'm going to bed,
let these words die, bury them dead, but make it shallow, just in case my thoughts aren't fed.