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Only after you lose

you realize

you hadn't done enough.
I want to be a dragon
So that i don't have to be expected to talk, i can just roar.
I want to be a dragon
So i don't have to stay here, i can fly away.
I want to be a dragon
So i can be beautiful no matter what.
I want to be a dragon
So i can live forever and watch the world change as i remain the same.
I wonder what what you're doing
In Heaven at this moment.
I wonder who you're seeing. I know it's much more than you expected.

Are you playing basketball?
Or singing your favorite song?
Are you looking down on us?
Or just on the golden street walking along?
These suicidal thoughts are not even mine
its ugly *** force that's wants  to take what's mine
but this demon can't have it
so I gotten keep spittin
jus so I can grasp it ******* myself and I need to let up
I'm champion and there is no giving up
I'm the best *** the rest I'm just writing this **** just to get it off my chest
and if you ever had these thoughts yo put em to rest
kuz everydays a new day for you to do your best
*** this demon it can not have my life
that's not the way I'm going kuz I'm headed to the top
I got the world on my finger and its spinin like a top
there's no such things as failure
I'm shipin cargo  guess you can call me a sailor
ain't never been to jail so I ain't speaking to the bailer
suicide thoughts yeah they all end to day
I'm on the rode to success some how some way!
Your OK just be you!
 Aug 2014 Sameer Denzi
Erenn
You fire at will without thinking
Thinking is only believing when it’s real
It’s real when it’s not
Sixty years in the making
You came to this land you proclaimed
Sixty years ago
It was peaceful with no remorse
All those who seen each other hugged and shake-
Hands they known to be as one humanity

As minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years gone
We seen lives treated like ants
New leaders were conjoined to unite nations
They say “We are only peacemakers.”
They’re the ones making the weapons
They’re the ones who keep killing
As a retaliation of self defense
But who started it?
Who robbed the land when it was beautiful
Who continued the ways of ******?
Who repetitively inhere the Massacre?

You fire rockets like it’s the Fourth of July
You even celebrated standing there with elation
Is this humanity? Is this right?
Is this the peace that nations conjoined to create?
They pay their taxes for you to commit crimes?
Is this the world we really wanted to live in?

Do you really believe-
They’ll use their own flesh & blood as their shields?
They’re in an open-air prison
In no rhyme nor reason will make them falter
They don’t believe in power
Only in power of faith and hope it’ll end
Yes.
It will end.
One day.

When that day comes
What you preached with your accusations
Your fake cries
Your fervid pretense of justice
Your deaths that you started
Your media that corrupts minds that were blinded-
By your mendacity, armed with treachery
With pure dejection & cowardice

The whole world will know then
Who brought upon pain
Who suffered the prolong unfeigned pain



Erennwrites
I had enough.(It's too much)
All the pain.
All lives lost.
When will it end?
 Jul 2014 Sameer Denzi
Q
I don't want you
Any part of your noxious soul
You *******, obliterate, destroy
Like venom in veins
Slowly eat away
Look at the pain
You caused so much
Broken hearts, twisted remarks
Undone, redone to undo again
Your ways make absolutely no ******* sense
****** sensations
My only limitation
But insanity comes with a heavy price
Now nothing ever seems to suffice
Normal conversation is all that was required
Of course, too much to ask, from a lowly squire
Everything you touch turns to ash
If it weren't for compassion I would've never acted so rash
But now that's all trash
You've proven your worth
Correct, none
I want all my doings to be undone
**** your tainted mind
How do I leave this **** behind


                                                 *s.q.
"I wish I could take so much back."





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ugh
My mind won't shut up so I gotta let it out
its time for us to stand up and fight for life.
growing up all I knew was pain and as I get older the **** is the same. they want me going crazy got me tryna fry my brain and the more I stop tryna ryhme my mind won't stop playing like a tape
I guess this is what I asked for and I'll die for what I believe in
kuz they may take my life but they can never take Stephen
I will always be the same nope I'll never change there is no tomorrow there's only right now
so before I go imma let it all out
*** you if your not down for the cause
keep slaving for them ****** as if that's the cause
love is my religion  why do I sound mad kuz I  grew up ******* poor and I'm still in the same state watching my moms go to work every dam day jus to feed my *** and when she was living with Me all I used to do was *****
Now the shoes on the other foot and I have to hear this ****
I pushed her to get a job as if it was right
now its my turn to do something I won't stand down ight
**** these ******* and who ever they are
they dnt give a **** about us jus as long as we keep buying these cars and payin  these taxes you have a since of freedom but this place ain't free its a motherfuking slum of a place that we call the land of the free
**** the government and anyone who's for it.
Love is my religion and they ain't got no room for it!
We are nothing that matters,
created in mystery
while slowly dissolving to dust.
Pretentions and delusions our comfort as reality bites with it's point filed teeth.

We are not made of stars, nor moondust, we are products of all that has gone before and the destruction of all that is yet to be. 

I yearn to see this life through a rearview mirror, it's withered form a speck on the far horizon, for the hurt to stop as this knife in my back plunges further into my sickened depths, severing my spine from all it holds dear. 

I yearn for silence, for these thoughts to stop spewing from my acid tongue, burning my unkissed lips with a million wasted words while attempting to say only one.

Minutes turn into months, decades of meaningless days and miniscule triumphs. 

The stage is set, my role is uncast but the curtain never falls, I stumble wildly through blind utterances, dreaming darkly, while anxiously awaiting the applause that will herald my passing.

This is not living.
 Jul 2014 Sameer Denzi
Paula Lee
I just found out, the 'GOVERNMENT"Has given every Pharmacy in all the USA a "Quota", they get a certain amount of Painpills at the begining of the Month and that has to be enough til the Next month;  A "Quota"

Seriously!!!
Well its the end of the month,

My Pharmacist said she could'nt even borrow from another Pharmacy because they didn't have any either,
HOW Many are out here hurting?
Her advice was to have my Doctor call them in at the begining of each month, she was also mad that she still had to give out painspills to first come, first serve, that she still had to give out painpills to someone she knew was abusing them and then had to deny a cancer patient.
This does Not Solve the problem you idiots!
and causes undo Pain unto  the honest, hard working, the hurting ones.
End of the month, there are no more to give out.
So here we sit in pain so bad you want to scream!
I'm a Law abiding Citizen, pay taxes and here i sit hurting
How Much Are we going to take from the "GOVERNMENT"
True Story!
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