Sketcher: Poems

Rapper

Sketcher Nov 2018

Rapper

I'm basically a poet that likes to read fast,
I won't perform it unless I'm formally asked,
I'm finally devoted to the universal cast,
I could leave if I was promoted but that would come last.

#poet #poetic #rap #rapper #fast #quick #read #reading #reality #understanding

Rare Love

Sketcher Nov 2018

Rare Love

Right now, I feel like admitting,
From the knowledge I feel distant,
Is it cause my brains reached its limit,
Or cause my skins a different pigment,
Either way, since I was a little baby infant,
I've seen relationships aren't always sufficient,
But I didn't know this whole time I was spitting,
That other people can be so malignant,
Had a friend tell me another friend was amazing,
This another friend was in the middle of dating,
And for some reason he was getting all the praising,
Because he said, "A relationship ain't worth breaking.",
See now, they all know that a man like this is rare,
But apparently, I was not aware,
That it's not normal to be loyal,
It's normal to put a heart in an oven and broil,
It till' there's nothing left to love,
Think wisely when push comes to shove,
That's what they told me,
Your heart will break, but there's a lot of fish in the sea,
Most of the fish are sharks and poisonous,
And some of them leave their marks on us,
Whether these marks are good or bad,
Or if they leave us happy or sad,
Or if they stick with us,
And don't put up a fuss,
But I guess it doesn't usually turn out that way,
Cause most of these hoes been led astray,
The men, the women, the straight, the gay,
They will all steal your love and just play,
Like it's a game of musical chairs,
Slowly running out of love till' no one cares,
The broken are hard to heal, yeah, some pretty tough repairs,
So just keep working, seal up all the cracks and the tears,
Juice Wrld said that all girls are the same,
And I was blaming myself, man I feel insane,
I guess I know now that commitment is rare,
But people like us will continue to play fair,
And we will never stop continuing to care,
Cause we know that there should only be a pair,
Of lovely humans that don't stop the love,
And continue to raise each other above,
The mountains, the clouds, the moon, the stars,
But I'll be alone in my own twisted bars,
You're all on earth, but I'm out on mars,
You easily get yours, but we can't get ours,
Cause ours is a form of love that's the rarest,
It includes things like promise and marriage,
Honestly the things that I truly cherish,
But if you're just going to be careless,
Then get the hell out and perish,
I'm a libra so of course I want fairness,
Now I'm going back to my emo rap,
So, you all better cut the crap,
Cause you're all about to get slapped,
If you think love is something that can be scrapped.

#loyalty #love #heartbreak #heartbroken #confused #normal

Reality's Brink

Sketcher May 2020

Reality's Brink

As I sit and think,
I reach the brink,
Of mental exhaustion,
Not heeding to caution,
All the pain in my head,
I'm reaching the limit,
Of life and death,
And the reality gimmick,
Everything is perfectly placed,
Yet nothing has meaning,
I feel disgraced,
Yet I have no feeling,
When my thoughts grow larger,
The nerve receptors break,
Not tempting to barter,
With whatever makes,
Other portions,
Of consciousness spark,
There's no assortment,
We're just one part,
Floating in the void,
The vast nothingness,
Defined as girls ad boys,
And transgenders bluffing it,
All identities breaking,
Anf omring stronger bonds,
To another unreal self,
Lounging on the lawn,
Sipping a cup,
Of unsweetened tea,
And diving further,
Into reality.

Reflective Problems

Sketcher Jul 2019

Reflective Problems

I smell like ****,
After two days without a shower,
Here I sit,
With my boredom like a tower,
Towering above me,
No matter what the setting,
I wish I was clean,
I should clean my bedding,
I should mow the lawn,
I should wack the weeds,
I think I’ve lost my brawn,
Now I’ve come to perceive,
The outer problems,
With the inner,
If I clean up,
I’ll be a winner,
I’ll feel good,
I’ll eat again,
All that food,
Spilling over my chin,
Cause it’s been too long,
And I’m eating too fast,
I know this is wrong,
But I can make it last,
By telling them it’s religious,
And I have to go a week,
And then a week more,
But my mom is superstitious,
I have to clean up one side,
To get the other side,
All cleaned up,
So I can continue this ride,
This roller coaster,
Taking me through life,
But there’s technical difficulties,
Halting me at strife,
I wanna get past it,
So I called the engineer,
But I fear,
I can’t fix this,
And I’ll never clear,
Life successfully,
I know demise is near,
But hopefully,
I’ll get help from my peers.

Restore My Essence

Sketcher Apr 2019

Restore My Essence

I have allowed her,
To take my underwear and shirt,
Nine days without her,
And now it really ******* hurts,
Pride has been swallowed,
My feelings have all been destroyed,
Now I feel hollow,
My heart is simply just a void,
A dark empty space,
Only one way to recover,
I must see her face,
Her soft lips I’ll rediscover,
Slow kissing a while,
As essence is being restored,
Pull back, see her smile,
Now the essence is in the core,
I can feel again,
She has given me back my soul,
She’s the only one,
That can make me quickly feel whole,
I will reach for her,
She will reach for me,
We will be happy,
For eternity,
She’s my other half,
She would say that is gay,
I’m gay for this girl,
Forever and Always,

An optimistic outlook comes into play when I have the honor of holding her close.

#restore #essence #help #me #depression #without #you

Risky Gifting

Sketcher Nov 2018

Risky Gifting

No ***** left to give,
No love left to gift,
Unless its for drugs,
Cause we ain't no kids,
No more cause we aged,
Now we're all enraged,
Can't find any peace,
This is war we waged,
Teenage worlds risky,
Gin, ***, and whiskey,
Lean towards addiction,
***** *** feel frisky,
Never wanted ***,
As much as now next,
We gonna go down,
On the main subject.

Yet another freestyle rap recorded for the books.

#love #absence

Roses Burn Black

Sketcher May 2020

Roses Burn Black

The roses burn black,
The violets are dead,
This **** girl,
Won't get out of my head.
I hit the sack,
Out in the shed,
No roof, so the stars,
Reflect off my bed.
My heart has a crack,
But only the one,
The roses burn black,
While the heart goes numb.

Running Away

Sketcher Nov 2018

Running Away

My mind is infested with negative thoughts,
I have been bested by what I’ve come across,
A lying ***** that ******* left me to die,
But here you are probably questioning why,
A “kid” is dealing with problems such as these,
Sadly, I have been taught the birds and the bees,
How to love another, so the other loved me,
She took me in and definitely had me pleased,
Out of the blue, she kicked me to the curb,
Cause to her, love is nothing but a verb,
It’s a feeling that you do not mess with,
Or you get stuck in a mindset like this,
Yes, heartbreak is the most painful agony,
Next to the death of someone in your family,
It’s not her fault though,
It was my own hormonal mindset,
Now I am below,
A healthy level so I’m a threat,
To myself and I think I need a break,
I do not know how long this pause will take,
I explain my feelings in a collection of poetry,
Not just heartbreak but for the future I am in no hurry,
The two biggest things that cause my silent depression,
Things that I would rather not talk about or mention,
The future and heartbreak aren’t easy to deal with now,
Thanks for enjoying me, I will take my final bow,
I have decided to run,
Life isn’t fun,
Neither is the one,
That stole my love,
And left this hole,
I must raise above,
What she stole,
I’m not sure how,
This is possible,
But I vow,
I’ll find something plausible…
Stepson…
Find a gun…
Hurts a ton…
This isn’t fun…
On the run…
I’m done…

Probably just might.

#depression #heartbreak #heartbroken #future #scary #note #letter #run #running #leaving

Screw Love

Sketcher Nov 2018

***** Love

I really love her, but she really loves him,
And he doesn't love her, but just likes her slim body that will do anything on his **** command,
But I love her for her, she's the fairest in the land,
She takes me to her home to become so intimate,
She reaches her limit but my love is limitless,
She labels me as son and asks me to call her mom,
Strange fetish or excuse to snuggle, either way brings me to ROM,
The
Realm
Of
Madness,
That's where I'm stuck right now,
Stuck in between her way of life and the Tao,
Remaining friends and never anything less,
Hopefully more than friends if I make progress,
But I am not the one getting touchy feely here,
Because I don't want to make her uncomfortable or fear me,
Because I might drop,
From my current spot,
And lose the trust I've earned,
The whole entire lot,
So I say ***** love,
***** life,
I don't want to die,
I just don't want to exist,
I can see through the mist,
Wrote down reasons to live,
It was a small list,
Why must my breathing persist...

#love #pain #life #heartbreak #heartbroken #suicide #confused #hurting #friends #insanity

Secluded In The Past

Sketcher May 2020

Secluded In The Past

Seclusion is amusing,
And places me in content,
I can relax with my mind,
Pick up the pen and vent,
Draw out my thoughts,
With emotions as my lure,
Negativity caught,
So the rest of me is pure,
See the obvious abyss,
And watch it glare back,
Reminding me of a *****,
That had a nice rack,
That's about all though,
******, didn't swallow,
Planned speech like a talk show,
She left, I lost all hope,
That's before I realized,
All her evil lies,
And side guys,
I realized,
A perfect life,
Blind to strife,
Cut and cried,
And fantasized,
I'm past that,
I think,
But sometimes,
I bring,
The past to the present,
Or blame the present on the past,
All because of some dumb promise,
That was too broken to last.

Sense

Sketcher Nov 2018

Sense

You want to feel,
You cut yourself,
You want to taste,
You drink alcohol,
You want to hear,
You listen to yelling,
You want to see,
You watch ****,
You don't want to feel,
You leave with drugs,
You don't want to taste,
You starve yourself,
You don't want to hear,
You yell back,
You don't want to see,
You sleep.

You want to feel,
You experience human warmth,
You want to taste,
You kiss the one you love,
You want to see,
You look into their eyes,
You want to hear,
Sweet nothings.

#sense #senses #sensual #intimate #addiction

She Said...

Sketcher Dec 2018

She Said...

She said the song was charming,
She had said the boy was cute,
She said I was easy to talk to,
Because I usually remained mute.

She said she liked the biting,
Teeth sunk right into her hips,
She said the blood really turned her on,
But I much rather preferred her lips.

She had a decent boyfriend,
But his love wasn't enough,
She ****** and ****** **** out in the woods,
She was a ***** that preferred this stuff.

At one point I wanted her,
All of her just to myself,
Now I'll avoid her and stay away,
Until she decides to fix herself.

Or should I stay and help her?
I am not sure what to do,
I'll stick around to cure her sickness,
Hopefully I won't catch her flue.

Stay and help or leave and ignore?

#love #pain #heartbroken #heartbreak #fetish #cheating #girlfriend #boyfriend #question #answer

Shut Up

Sketcher Oct 2018

Shut Up

Do not try to force out rhymes you cannot make,
Deplorable bars oftentimes makes me ache,
If you have nothing to talk about then keep your mouth shut,
Leave open mouths to the poets and the *****,
Your words are a disgrace to poets everywhere,
I read your new "poem" and saw you in my nightmares,
Visualized a grotesque brace face in a wheelchair,
Not only your verses, but your looks give a scare,
Don't think you created magic and will be big tomorrow,
That would be tragic considering what you will undergo,
A world of pain realizing you're nothing more than,
A miniature grain of Sahara Desert sand,
That doesn't and won't ever stand out in the slightest,
I'm burning you everywhere, I'm the sun, ***** I'm the brightest,
I will leave now but I will be back in the morning,
You better leave without a bow, this is your last warning.

It's a dis.

#quiet #silence #stop #poetry #dis

Silence

Sketcher May 2020

Silence

I wish I could communicate without words, neither uttered or gestured.
For the word transmutes through a thousand filters littering the mind.
To communicate the essence, would such a task be possible?
Would staying silent convey more?
Let's try.

Sin and I

Sketcher Jul 2019

Sin and I

Maybe I’ll feel better in an hour,
Maybe I’ll feel better if I shower,
Maybe I’d feel better if I had super powers,
Like making humanity stumble and cower,
Knocking a flower out of a little girls hands,
Falling to her knees and making her bow her,
Head to me as she begs and she pleads,
I think I could be the next Jack Bower,
If he was twisted and mean,
And decided to tower,
Above everyone and everything,
With his relentless unstoppable power.

Maybe my ego will cheer me up,
Maybe my ego has had enough,
I’m just me,
Dust in the wind,
Plus my personality,
And the sin.

Bored

Skin Hunger

Sketcher Jan 2019

Skin Hunger

Skin.
Skin!
Not their's. Hers.
Only Hers!
Feeling: Very Good.
Serenity.
Pure.

Leaving.
Pulling Away.
Withdrawal.
Feeling:
Hurts.
Stop.
Feeling.

#skin #hunger #addiction #depression #love #pain

Social Anxiety

Sketcher Nov 2018

Social Anxiety

I'm not hungry, I'm hurting,
This isn't nonsense I'm spurting,
Eye contact is averting,
My body is reverting back,
Into my organic shell,
When they begin to scream and yell,
I must've went off and fell,
Down the deep hole that leads to hell,
Where demons tend to dwell and,
All of the events smell fishy,
You're either high or tipsy,
You go from itchy to dizzy,
Couldn't see you were tricky,
The atmosphere is Misty or,
I just won't open my eyes,
If I do then I'll see some guys,
That stab me and hear my cries,
Then I wake as my ego dies,
I can see through your lies now,
Now my vision is all clear up,
Please stop, just slow down, hold up,
There's no need for you to speed up,
At this pace you will blow up,
You're too far ahead, back up, stop,
My girl don't dance to my bop,
But she is one I cannot drop,
Although my love is nonstop,
I can't direct it to a spot,
Love is the root of my depression,
Creates joy as well as aggression,
Mainly sadness because suppression,
Of having a physical session,
Definitely to my discretion,
Obviously there's no possession,
I need love to be my expression,
If my body is the impression,
Then all my heart is in secession,
This will be my final confession,
Though might be beyond comprehension.

#depression #love #pain #confused #anxiety

Some Lovey Poetry

Sketcher May 2019

Some Lovey Poetry

Now I guess that I am singing,
Because I have some *** to lend,
I wake up to my phone ringing,
My baby’s on the other end,
I’m tired, I’m *****, I just want to die,
Then I hear her voice and I realize,
That I need to get up so I can see her face,
I’ll kiss her and hug her and put her in her place,
I get to school, I see her, she’s wearing a dress,
My hands are all over her, I’m a ***** mess,
Her *** is pronounced, it’s a curvy masterpiece,
A slap and a bounce and a tickle and a tease,
I don’t think that this happiness will stop,
I had thought that then, but boy was I wrong,
Through every period I had missed her,
From class to class, each time, I would kiss her,
I go out of my way to be with her,
During passing period, what’s to learn?
I want to pound her sopping wet *****,
Till’ she is moaning and I feel pity,
Because sometimes daddy can be a little rough,
So I will stop all that ******* ****** stuff,
Then she will probably whimper and pout,
I’ll stuff it back in and let a load out,
That is what I want, but not what I get,
Cause out in public, she would never let,
Me stick my fingers in her tight *****,
All that would do would cause anxiety,
She’s leading me on, and says, “Daddy, please!”,
Now why the **** would she do this to me,
When we cannot **** for who knows how long,
I think about this while she’s picking flowers from the lawn,
I hate these mixed signals that are directed at me,
We don’t go to the forest and **** around the trees,
Instead she complains about the sun and the steps,
Even though she lead the way, so I’m just like “Yep,
I completely agree with you, this really *****,
If only we stayed back in the woods and just ******”,
I guess it was my fault for getting excited,
I really wanted to hold her **** and let her ride it,
At least I could spend time with my baby,
Maybe this next time, I can say, “Matey,
Treat me like a pirate and give me that *****”,
Ramming deep from behind, I love my lil’ cutie,
I was a little disappointed, but I got over it,
I have to be strong and then show her it,
Isn’t all about the majestic ***,
But it’s been too long and I want her neck,
To be covered in marks from rough kisses,
I am the sir and she’s the lil’ misses,
I hope this weekend, she can spend the night,
Then we can **** and **** without a fright,
No fear of being caught so it’s just relaxing,
Just my baby and I, continuously taxing,
Our bodies for pleasure, whether to please or be pleased,
As you can prolly tell, I can’t wait for her to ease,
Slowly down on my **** as she lets out a moan,
This is how I’m feeling in this ***** zone,
Not the twilight zone, not that sort of plot,
The type of plot that I got when I hit the ******,
I say I want to spend the day hanging away,
When what I really want is to be close to my baby,
When I have all her attention and she has mine,
When it’s not this way, then I fear I’m borderline,
Insane if I’m not insane already,
This weight that I carry is pretty ******* heavy,
I’ve been through **** that really ******* *****,
At my lowest of my low, it was just my luck,
That my baby had wriggled her way straight into my life,
She brought with her so much joy and took away all the strife,
I write these poems when I’m feeling strong emotions,
And I have the incentive to question all my notions,
And my morals and my current progress,
And how long I have to wait before I can undress,
My ****-*** girl, it’s been way to long,
Ten whole days since I’ve seen her in that thong,
Now I’m off topic and I think that I should stop,
Creating my **** desires through mental props,
And written poetry,
Whether at land or at sea,
Or in the sky or in space,
Poetry and missing you, I want to kiss your face,
Sloppy wet kisses and now I’m sad,
I want my baby and I think I’m a bad,
Boyfriend, but I try my hardest,
Whether I’m soft, hard, smart, or *******,
I’ll joke and she’ll laugh, I’ll laugh and she’ll smile,
Just for that to happen, I’d walk a thousand miles,
I should end this now, but I’m not sure how,
An hour and forty minutes of writing, then a bow?
I guess that’s just how it’s going to be,
Until I’m with her and we’re happily,
Connected enjoying each others company,
Forever and always and to many many many,
More poems filled with feelings... for you baby,
Some lovely poetry.

Missing her is a terrible pain... especially when she teases me with pictures of her perfect body :(

#fine

Sometimes

Sketcher Nov 2018

Sometimes

Sometimes I feel like I'm completely passed it all,
Sometimes I stare out the window and watch rain fall,
Sometimes I listen to John Denver and sometimes Lil Peep,
Sometimes the pain is so awful I can not fall sleep,
Sometimes I talk about the very first time I fell in love,
Sometimes I talk about emotions and how they're disposed of,
Sometimes I realize that I am still falling,
Not asleep, but into silent dread, appalling,
Sometimes this silent dread is love and sometimes it's the future,
Sometimes I love life, but usually wish death would come sooner.

I fell in love. I'm still falling. The one I fell for isn't there to catch me. I guess I'll be falling for a while.

#love #pain #heartbreak #heartbroken #depression

Soon...

Sketcher Mar 2019

Soon...

She says soon. Soon you're mine for keeps. Soon, I'll remove your clothes. Soon, I'll kiss your cheeks. Soon, I'll hold you close. Soon I'll show you love. Soon I'll sleep with you. And then we'll raise above, that feeling we once knew. That feeling that brought us pain, that made us want to die. Crying in the rain while we stand and fantasize. Fantasize about things that seem impossible to get, but now we have these things, so why is there a pit in my stomach, when we are both so attuned. It might be because, she keeps saying soon...

Soon...

#soon

Sorry

Sketcher Jul 2019

Sorry

I’m sorry I’m depressed,
I haven’t confessed,
My love for any other girl,
In this God forsaken world,
So the simple fact,
That I told you I love you,
Simply didn’t lack,
The truth and its virtues.

I’m sorry I’m always jealous,
When I came to earth, they didn’t tell us,
That it would be this hard,
At least all the cards,
That life has dealt me,
And I know your cards as well,
Has made us pay a bitter fee,
That feels like a living hell.

I’m sorry I’m so big,
My ego is a hungry pig,
Searching for a mouthful,
Of praise which is doubtful,
When I’m too cocky,
And oh, another thing, while I’m thinking and sitting,
I’m sorry my ****’s stocky,
And oftentimes has trouble fitting.

Gonna try to write a lot more often... let’s see how that goes.

#sorry

So Simple

Sketcher Feb 2019

So Simple

I think that I've addressed that I'm obsessed in forty-three other heartfelt messes. Poetry falling apart at its best is completely normal when I'm loading my cart with formal vests to find confidence in the turmoil. Tinfoil type superstition is envisioned when smoking burnt coil above ripe ****** cakes, that's what it takes when push comes to shove, **** this kush, **** this fake love. Spilling out of every teens pores, killing off through peen spores in teen ******, essence lost from the core with no reward, guessing cost is fourscore then you're out the door. ****, it's a chore living out the lore of a giver and a saint freezing in a river with fresh paint running down the face. River of life and black paint that blinds, giver of strife, it's whack, no matter what the time. Whether you're drunk out of your mind or ******* high, the paint is soon to dry over your eyes and you'll be living blind. Stick your face in the water, it's so ******* simple. Sure, it might be cold on your cracked skin wrinkles. The solution is always right in front of your face. You just got to look for it before it's too late.

Woke up at midnight and this happened.

#simple #solution

Squeezing My Heart

Sketcher Mar 2019

Squeezing My Heart

I should be sleeping, but my heart is being squeezed by something unknown. It can't be conceived. It has to do with my girl, I couldn't live without her. I'm the clam, shes the pearl. Open the mouth and I'm prouder. I show her off to the world, cause she's such a beauty. I'm scared she will leave me cause it's not in her duty to stand by me forever and cherish my name. But I'll cherish hers forever, whether Mia or Aim. I'll never stop the love, it will keep pouring out. Out of my heart and my mind and my soul and my route is the route that leads to her state of content. Yes, take my worn shirts if you really want the scent. Take my heart while you're at it, baby it's yours. Drain all the essence from my glowing core. You are all mine and I am all yours. I won't stop caring for the one I adore. I want you to be happy and left satisfied. I want you to have fun and soon be my bride. I'm rambling now and I dont think I'll stop making poems out of love and setting you atop all things that may try and stand in our way. Have a goodnight and tomorrow, good day. I miss your head on my chest as we fell asleep. I felt your breath on my neck and you listened to the beat of my heart that constantly yearns for your presence. I'm a stupid buzzkill that is constantly jealous. So I'm lucky as **** to have someone like you. I'm not by your side, so what the **** do I do? I sit and write poems until I fall asleep. I've tried warm milk and music. I've tried counting sheep. Sure, now I'm alone in my cold empty bed. But soon I'll have the grace of my chest under your head. Please dont give my heart back, cause it's not for borrow. I love you, baby girl. I'll see you tomorrow. I'll remove the vice that's been squeezing. His name has been fright. I love you, I love you! <3 <3 <3 And with that, my love, goodnight.

I should really be sleeping.

#ache #pain #jealous #jealousy #confused #confusion #metaphor #i #love #you

Star Gazing

Sketcher May 2020

Star Gazing

Into the dark sky,
I can see far,
To the birds that fly,
To the twinkling stars,
To burning Venus,
To freezing mars,
Then I'm back,
In my car,
Flipped and drunk,
And full of scars,
In the ditch,
Off the tar,
Wet cement didn't,
Get me very far,
Dissociated loon,
Gazing at stars.

Stasis vs. Chaos

Sketcher May 2019

Stasis vs. Chaos

Now I can finally sleep off the pain that’s been festering all day,
Some bullies push me, call me ugly-*** ***, *****, and gay,
Why is that even an insult, I thought we were past this,
I thought we were moving forward, but society’s disastrous,
Now I can see that we’re not moving forward,
And not moving backwards, just stuck in stasis,
And we all get bored, with the same ol’ basis,
Repetitive responses and actions so please, I ask, may this,
All just end while I’m lying in her arms,
And while I’m dying there, please promise me no harm,
Will ever come to the love of my life,
Cause my baby girl doesn’t deserve the pain of strife,
Doesn’t deserve the cutting knife on smooth skin,
Lose, lose, no win, win,
Abuse, abuse, just sin, sin,
Pain, please leave us on this boring static day,
May the soothing touch of pleasurable chaos soon come our way.

Still In Love

Sketcher Nov 2018

Still In Love

Heartbroken and I'm still in love,
Outspoken because I kind of,
Have this dumb problem called anxiety,
Can't function in normal society,
If I wasn't anxious, then I wouldn't be lonely,
I feel the need to vanquish the one and only,
Person that I love in my mind,
And I'm done with this whole,
Raising her above to the tide,
Of loneliness so I'll guide,
You to the exit now I'm done with this rhyme.

#love #lonely #heartbroken #heartbreak #anxiety

Still Pain?

Sketcher May 2019

Still Pain?

She’s at a friends house getting high,
She calls me, I answer, and say goodbye,
Cause she broke her word, yeah, she had lied,
In my heart I had held so much pride,
For my baby girl, but now it’s gone,
Now she disappoints from noon to dawn,
Smoking here to there, to house to lawn,
Makes me shrivel up and lose my brawn,
Makes all my bones ache,
And I’m not even sure why,
I just know that it makes,
Me feel sad and I cry,
Maybe it’s because it’s slowly killing her,
And I want her forever, forever bringing her,
To a healthy place where we live long lives together,
Maybe we can get married, I’ll ask her to be my wife,
But not at this pace, with this hurt in my heart,
The feeling that makes me want to tear myself apart,
Piece by piece, analyzing each segment,
Figure out why it hurts so I can maybe prevent,
Any more pain, cause this **** ******* *****,
Soon she’ll probably leave me for some deluxe,
Pink *****, marijuana, or coffee,
I’m lucky I have her, cause this love is not free,
It comes at a cost of great pain and suffrage,
Not a tax or insurance, no medical coverage,
A fear and worry that something bad will happen,
I’m sad and I’m done with this rap... so I’m going back to nappin’.

#concern #worry

Stoner Snuggles

Sketcher May 2020

Stoner Snuggles

Inhale, ****,
Take a rip,
Then lean in closer.
Exhale, smoke,
Lock your lips,
With rose and clover.
Decide tomorrow's fate,
By tonight's,
Hand guidance.
Before it gets too late,
Let's take flight,
I'll let you ride this.
Take off bracelets,
Turn off lights,
And tuck away the lighter.
Under blankets,
You hold me tight,
And I'll hug back tighter.
Interlocking thighs,
Sleepy tension steep.
You stare into my eyes,
Then you drift off to sleep.
We snuggle in your bed,
My new nightly commute.
I kiss your forehead,
And whisper, "I love you."

Stop It

Sketcher May 2020

Stop It

It's apparent a parent would glare at their transparent impairments. A viral mimicry, a parrot, coughing into their coffin, barfing leads to causing unstopping hand washing. Watching the currently conceived serene scene to see if they been seen. Stop it.

Stuck In Unity

Sketcher Feb 2019

Stuck In Unity

She's got issues believing I love her, cause she's a doubter. That really ******* ***** when I've gone eight days without her and have no way to prove it to her. Her confidence, I try to improve it and pursue her with the utmost competence. But out goes my humor and there goes my bottomless dominance with fewer words and more of my lustful providence. Incompetence is always on her mind and I'm always like, "Girl, you're doing fine." Anxiety has her worrying, but I know she's really trying. She knows I feel like dying every single time that she has to go away and her parents hold her back from this relationship, it's gay. And now I feel the need to attack people that talk **** about us and how they say we just want ***. They say that there's no love, I say, "*****, I'll cut your neck." Step back, mind your own, or you're going to get hurt. I'm busy on my throne and my girl has got my shirt. I'm a king, you're a peasant, ***** you can't find real love. I know it stings, but that doesn't mean you get to push and shove and punch anyone who's got a thing going. Like *****, you really think you're blowing away our opportunities, but nope. We're stuck in unity. I'll never leave this girl unless there's a betrayal. Shes the Oregon to my trail. The hammer to my nail. And when she's with me, I know I'll never fail. Cause the incentive is raised and my ship is assail. Across all seven seas in the shake of a tail. Whatever I do, with you, I'll prevail. I love you now and the loving wont stop. I picked you up from the bottom and stood you at the top. I'm so proud of you in every possible way. I hope you keep loving me baby, have a nice day.

The love wont stop.

#unity #love #forever #endless #stuck #happy #happiness

Stupid-Mom

Sketcher Mar 2019

Stupid-Mom

I want to see her. She wants to die.
When she feels sad, then I'll take my life. Take my life and place it right next to hers, so I can make her happy and give her what she deserves. I want to comfort and she wants to run to another guys house where I'm afraid they'll have fun in a way that makes me jealous as hell. If that happens then I'll say, "Oh well". I guess I'm just sad and I should get over it. I'm happy and lucky in this relationship. I'm stuck, because she needs a place to go, but her stupid-*** mom won't let her up and grow into the beautiful woman that she is and ought to be. So now all she wants to do is up and leave. But she can't come here or her parents will call the police. She's not a little kid and I don't come in peace. I want to yell at her mom and break her knees so she'll stay and listen to my stupid-*** plea. I want my girl in every day of my life. I want to love her and remove her strife so she'll never feel sad ever again. These are my feelings and this is the end.

I'm just a stupid, rebellious, lovestruck teen.

#sad #sadness #depression #helplessness #run #away #feelings #love #pain #ache

Take Off

Sketcher Jan 2019

Take Off

For some odd reason,
I can't forget you,
There goes the seasons,
But your smell just grew,
We never broke up because,
We were never together,
I take off your makeup and,
Then I remove your sweater.

What is the logic,
For the unfleeting thought,
The neurologic,
Aching that has been brought,
From classes to classes,
But this is nothing new,
So I take off your glasses,
And then I remove your shoes.

Now what is the cause,
You're stuck in my mind,
No love because,
You are love blind,
You decided to flirt,
Despite my circumstance,
I take off your T-shirt,
And I remove your pants.

Like a virus in my head,
Quickly infesting my brain,
Making me wish I was dead,
But no death, so I'm insane,
But I'm also full of care,
Cause I've been around the block,
I take off your underwear,
And then I remove your socks.

I say ***** my joy and bliss,
That has already been killed,
I just want your hapiness,
And too see your life fulfilled,
Your happines is also mine,
When you're happy then so am I,
Chest to chest or spine to spine,
Now your clothes have been taken off of me, so I think that it's time... I say goodbye for a long while...

Twist ending?

#clothes #off #confused #confusion #heartbreak #heartbroken #pain #love #depression

Tell Me

Sketcher Nov 2018

Tell Me

Tell me we should be hanging out more,
Then slash my heart like you're settling a score,
Tell me I'm one of your only friends,
Then avoid me and make it a common trend,
Tell me that we are one in the same,
Then play with my love like it's some sort of game,
Tell me to wrap my arms around you,
Push me away and go on to someone new,
Tell me that I am cute and kiss me,
Multiple times, then reject me and diss me,
Tell me that you would **** on my bed,
Love me in ways that get you stuck in my head,
Tell me that you don't want to hurt me,
Then do all of these things and then desert me,
Heart decays and my body is corroded, you honestly make me wish i was dead,
Nowadays, if I'm not being avoided, the most I get is a pat on the head,
You already knew what you were going to do and how I would react,
You still went through with your plan to make me blue and decided to attack.

All things were actually said and done.

#heartbreak #heartbroken #sadness #love #pain #depression

Thankful

Sketcher Nov 2018

Thankful

Although the world is ****** and I'd rather leave than stay,
There are many things I'm thankful for on this fine holiday,
Today I'll talk about people and things,
That make life a little more worth living,
These people and things remove all the stings,
Of pain I'm taking daily and giving,
A little more will make a bigger change,
Time for my attitude to rearrange,
Temporarily so I can say nice stuff,
Time to begin, that intro was enough,

I'm thankful for Skyrim through Arena,
I'm thankful for my mother Kristina,
I'm thankful for Toontown and its trolley,
I'm thankful for my lil' sister Zoe,
I'm thankful for all the love that one stole,
Cause now she will have a small part of me,
I'm thankful for my step-father Joel,
I'm thankful for TV shows and movies,
I'm thankful for this superb holiday,
So I can easily spread all my thanks,
I'm thankful for little tiny JJ,
And sometimes all of his crazy high jinks,
I'm thankful for pouring out whiskey, gin,
And other alcoholic beverages,
I'm thankful for the removal of sin,
And Jesus deciding what leverage is,
I'm thankful for my ancestors kin,
I'm thankful for my sister Adalyn,
I'm thankful for peoples divinity,
I'm thankful for my sister Trinity,
I'm thankful for Japan, chopsticks, and tea,
I'm thankful for the greatest homeboy D,
I'm thankful for big meals, good food, and feasts,
I'm thankful for my ex-girlfriend Tranyce,
I'm thankful for firsts, I'll punch you, sue me,
I'm thankful for the very tall Tui,
I'm thankful for rain and windy weather,
I'm thankful for the beautiful Heather,
I'm thankful for her brother named Erick,
And her other brother that is name Ray,
Their whole **** family is quite hysteric,
But hanging with them will brighten my day,
Thankful for the culminating project,
And the fact that I'm done cause they waived this,
I'm thankful for Smash Bros., I'm never rekt,
I'm thankful for wise ol' Mr. Davis,
I'm thankful for teacher Mr. Thompson,
Judo Sensei that knows how to whomp em',
I'm thankful for the roof over my head,
I'm thankful for my blankets and my bed,
I'm thankful for good brownies and hot rolls,
I'm thankful for my cool father Michael,
I'm thankful for past presidents life Ronald Reagan,
I'm thankful for my aunt on my moms side name Megan,
I'm thankful for the police that jail *****,
I'm thankful for my buff uncle Damick,
I'm thankful for lists made of pros and con,
I'm thankful for my other uncle Jon,
I'm thankful for pirate ships matey,
I'm thankful for my old grandpa Tracy,
I'm thankful for envelops that senda,
Letter and money from my grandma Brenda,
I'm thankful for Disney, Belle to Moana,
I'm thankful for my good friend Adriana,
I'm thankful for known facts and secrets, do tell
I'm thankful for a good friend named Miguel,
All these friends are such nice and kind fellas,
I'm thankful for a good friend named Ella,
I'm thankful for cats and their perfect pur,
I'm thankful for our late cat named Ginger,
I'm thankful for good smells and their freshness,
I'm thankful for our current cat precious,
I'm thankful for American and foreign dollah's,
I'm thankful for a black slug that we have named Nala,
I am thankful for Demetri's family,
Will, Dylan, Erick, and sleepy time tea,
Sometimes Nicole has me over for DnD,
I'm thankful for the oxygen coming from the trees,
I'm thankful for hope and the act of wishing,
I'm thankful for the oldest son Christina,
I'm thankful for music, rap, rock, and grunge,
I'm thankful for breakfast, dinner, and lunch,
I'm thankful for all family and friends,
I'm thankful for forgiveness and amends,
I'm thankful for X and the dead Lil Peep,
I'm thankful for the awake and asleep,
I'm thankful for skittles and good candy,
And Eminem, Marshall Mathers, dandy,
I'm thankful for swervers and people that stay in their own lane,
I'm thankful for Nirvana and specifically Kurt Cobain,
I'm thankful for drawing, painting, grass, and moss,
I'm thankful for the best painter, Bob Ross,
I'm thankful for Karate and Thai Chi,
Judo, Jeet-Kun-Do, and of course, Bruce Lee,
I'm thankful for drinks and fun house parties,
I'm thankful for squirm words like, "Farties",
I'm thankful for heavy metal and silence,
I'm thankful for Altoids, bubblegum, and mints,
I'm thankful for manga, comics, and novels,
Anime, and problems that are solvable,
I'm thankful for the nice clothes on my back,
I'm thankful for a great actor, Jack Black,
I'm thankful for watching the poem just go,
I'm thankful for Panic! at the disco,
I'm thankful for the singing and the dance,
I'm thankful for My Chemical Romance,
I'm thankful for all the lord of the rings,
I'm thankful for the books by Stephen King,
I'm thankful for the high highs and low lows,
I'm thankful for the greatest Burnham, Bo,
I'm thankful for zoos and the skilled handlers,
I'm thankful for the great Adam *******,
I'm thankful for the truthful and liars,
I'm thankful for great Robin Doubtfire,

I'm thankful for that feeling that's serene,
When you're chest to chest with one that will lean,
Towards you at any given moment,
And will give you love and their condolence,
And then they flee to somewhere else,
And you end up being someone else,
And they end up seeing someone else,
So your heart just gives up and melts,
But whatever feeling I'm feeling,
If I am feeling then I'm grateful,
Emotions must be constantly reeling in,
So I don't get lost in the dull sense of numb.
Thank You

A thanksgiving poem.

#thanksgiving #thankful

Thanks A Lot, Jon

Sketcher Nov 2018

Thanks A Lot, Jon

I'm shaking with fear and I want to ****,
That unicorn I see that has all my pills,
Those pills that give me all the nice thrills,
From codeine to NyQuil to Advil,
People stare at me and shake and shiver,
Pulling out a knife while my hands quiver,
Stab it into some small child's liver,
Today I'm a mailman, a death deliverer,
That child's name was Jon,
I killed him while he was mowing a lawn,
He was Mexican and trying to get paid,
I guess I had to come around and make his day,
I said, "Yeet!" as I threw the kids body,
Down into the river and then I yelled, "Gotee!",
I'll feast on the rest of the child's flesh,
Jon was a nice meal, probably the best,
I didn't find my pills in Mr. Jon the unicorn,
I guess his mom gave birth to a ***** that was born,
Without the pill portal that he should've had,
Their family is terrible, all members must be bad,
Now I don't have my pills and I've just had a meal,
I guess the kids meat was a good enough appeal.

Two psychopaths made this poem.

#insanity #insane #pills #drugs #pill #drug #hallucination #hallucinations

"That" Shed

Sketcher May 2020

"That" Shed

The path to the shed completely untouched,
Her footprints still engraved in the soot,
The best possible privacy, although it wasn't much,
Unto this day, those walls stay put.
The blanket remained splayed on the wobbly table,
Candles for wax play set off to the side,
Glorious memories and unwanted fables,
Collect in the walls, in the walls they hide.

The Bus

Sketcher Jul 2019

The Bus

I trust the bus to take me home,
I must adjust to how I roam,
From here to there,
With the slowest four wheels,
From stop to stop,
This doesn’t appeal,
To my sense of speed,
I have places to be,
Not only that,
But I have to ***.

Waiting on the bus...

#bus #public #transit

The Cold

Sketcher Jan 2019

The Cold

I tried humans once, they really weren't fun,
Loved me for some time, threw me out once done,
We praised someones birth, we wept when one died,
They cried when I laughed, they laughed when I cried,
They gave me a feeling of love and pain,
A feeling that makes a man go insane,
It's better not to feel, or so I'm told,
So I've decided to embrace the cold.

The cold is my friend, a friend that can numb,
Unsheathed pocket hand, freeze pinky to thumb,
Strip the shoes and socks off so that the toes,
Feel cold like my bare face, just like my nose,
Stripped off jacket, they say, "What's wrong with you?",
"Everyone is wearing one. Get a clue!",
They can't fathom the way I like to roll,
I tell them, "It's chill... I'm friends with the cold.".

But when cold fleets, and all I feel is heat,
I flee the outdoors, away from the streets,
Into my room where I sit and I wait,
Till' I've thought of a way to replicate,
The all time greatest friend that I once knew,
But things like an ice bath would never do,
Just a subtle breeze, then my love is sold,
To the precious wind, to the freezing cold.

Brrr...

#cold #feel #feeling #numb #humanity #love #pain #heartbreak #heartbroken

The Door of Fear

Sketcher May 2020

The Door of Fear

Fear is a wooden door,
That I like to open,
In my head, it's stored,
And the lock is broken,
I have never opened,
The door all the way,
Just a crack, hoping,
The other side will convey,
The smallest amount,
Of unneeded fear,
To race my heart without,
Death seeming near,
Sometimes, when I'm away,
The door starts to open,
A creepy creature may,
Try to arise unspoken,
An eerie specimen,
Creeping through the door,
Appearing as a vessel in,
The form of a *****,
A gilded demon,
The epitome of fear,
A panic attacking seeming,
To ever draw near,
Luckily, I'm in the mind,
So this **** can't hurt me,
I just have to wait blind,
Until this thing deserts me,
I start to wonder why,
I every peer in the first place,
At the other side,
When I know that my worst days,
Are full of things,
That show impending doom,
Cause that door brings,
Fear from a room,
Made of nothingness,
A chilling disgust,
But if I can't trust in this,
What can I trust?
When my mind is all,
That I've ever known,
How can the mental king,
Vacate his mental throne?

The End Is Near?

Sketcher May 2019

The End Is Near?

These feelings,
I know them,
I’ve felt them before.
I was reeling,
In feelings,
I felt from a *****.
But now I’ve moved on,
That’s all in the past.
She’s out of my life, she’s gone,
I knew that **** wouldn’t last.

Then why, I ask,
Do I feel this way?
Towards the girl I love,
The girl that loves me.
I sit and I think,
About the feelings and thoughts,
That seem to come about,
When it seems I’ve forgot,
That she really cares,
Like nobody before,
Much more than Heather,
That stupid-*** *****.

Let’s think a second here,
She smokes and drinks beer,
Along with these habits,
Comes unending fear,
That she likes other addiction,
More than our love,
More than our friction,
Cause when push comes to shove,
I’ll let her shove me,
Right down the stairs,
Before I create some part of her,
That will need repairs,
Years and years from now,
If she ever left,
If she ever up and,
Stole my heart out my chest,
And ran and ran,
Blood spewing and spraying,
Like love was a game,
That is just meant for playing.

And she talks to this guy,
A past sugar daddy,
He thinks that he’s sly,
With Britney and Maddie,
And Courtney and Tia,
In all corners of the world,
He’s got girls that will be a,
Nice ***** for him,
And he likes my baby,
And she says she misses him,
So maybe... just maybe,
If she goes to Canada,
And decides to meet him,
They’ll get in a situation,
Where she decides to treat him...

I know this will never happen,
But there will always be the fear,
That one of us will **** up,
So I worry the end is near.
Soon I’ll gain trust,
This won’t last forever,
But, until then,
Trust issues I’ll sever,
I’ll cut them all off,
One by one,
Because feeling this feeling,
Is anything but fun.

#fear #fears #fake #moved #move #moving #on #sever #relationship #healthy

The First and Final Day

Sketcher Nov 2018

The First and Final Day

I ran like I said I would,
Something I never thought could,
Possibly happen to someone like me,
A depressed sailor that is lost at sea,
It's mid-day, but it's so cold,
Out in this dumb tale untold,
My mom has probably called the police,
And tried to put my sisters minds at ease,
By telling them some white lie,
So they don't worry and cry,
Probably tried calling all of my friends,
Which might just cause a reaction which sends,
Their parents out to find me,
This is realistically,
The current outcome of this sad, sad day,
Maybe I am also lost in my ways,
Just like my eldest sister,
Gives two *****, but I still missed her,
When she was at the mental hospital,
Doesn't have a way to cope, like riddles,
Poems, playing music or just listening,
Acts ******, but wants to grow up and sing,
Then there is the step-brother and father,
A couple ***** I try to not bother,
With even though I have to live with them,
Living is ******* bile, mucus, and phlegm,
All mixed into one "delicious" dessert,
Continue eating but it ******* hurts,
As I'm freezing in the cold and writing,
I think I realized the lie I'm fighting,
Maybe I'm trying to see who still cares,
Mainly the girl in all of my nightmares,
I dream of her at least once every night,
Nothing scary either, never a fright,
Dreams of fairly normal activities,
No matter what it is, puts me at ease,
Because her presence is what I care for,
That's how I know it's love deep in my core,
Boiling for someone who doesn't love me,
At least that is how I've come to perceive,
The relationship between me and her,
A lovely ***** that is obsessed with fur,
Sometimes I like to see how long I can,
Go on in a poem without the mention,
Of heartbreak or the heartbreaker, Heather,
As fierce as a lion, yet a feather,
Something delicate, couldn't hurt a soul,
But could tear a heart and let em' just roll,
On with life and never mention a thing,
Like there was nothing there, like it don't sting,
I guess I failed and I mentioned her name,
I am the only person that's to blame,
I might just attempt round two tomorrow,
Meanwhile, leave me to drown in my sorrow.

Wrote this during my first and last day of running away.

#heartbreak #ran #away #heartbroken #beginning #end

-The Good-, The Bad, And The Ugly

Sketcher Nov 2018

-The Good-, The Bad, And The Ugly

Recently, I've been tired of only writing about heartbreak,
It was a way to cope with my heart when it would ache,
So I started to show a different side of me,
An ugly side that was recently set free,
I would write about the worst things I could think about,
Then I could think of worse so I would continue to spout,
Out negative events that would trigger negative feelings,
And compel negative actions through terrible meanings,
It's easy to write when there's an intense impression,
That you keep feeling so poems put out in rapid succession,
Poem after poem, they're all displaying depression,
And then a friend came by and decided to mention,
That there is a different way to plot your poems,
Act like its a freestyle rap and let your mind roam,
Say what you think and write what you say,
The good, the bad, the straight, the gay,
But all that came through, day after day,
Was the bad and ugly, the black and the grey,
No good thoughts would ever come about,
Just words that made people cry or pout,
Or just get uncomfortable and stop reading,
On my terrible words, your mind was feeding,
I need to make people feel good about themselves,
Make them feel powerful and like there's a way to help,
Or completely solve every problem,
Or maybe I could just sit and rob them,
Of their good days and just write what I want,
I don't care if it pays, It's just to soothe the night,
Terrors and morning traumas,
Away with the fake people and their drama,
Now I'm going to go **** a llama.

Just threw that last line in to throw you off. ******* is bad. Don't do it. Enjoy!

The Key

Sketcher May 2020

The Key

In the end, my friend, acceptance is key. Let it be.

The Meat Man (A Christmas Carol)

Sketcher Dec 2018

The Meat Man (A Christmas Carol)

On the first day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the second day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the third day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the fourth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the fifth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the sixth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the seventh day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the eighth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, eight grenades a-killing, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the ninth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, nine babies relapsing, eight grenades a-killing, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the tenth day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, ten lords a-peeping, nine babies relapsing, eight grenades a-killing, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the eleventh day of Christmas, the meat man sent to me, eleven snipers sniping, ten lords a-peeping, nine babies relapsing, eight grenades a-killing, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

On the twelfth day of Christmas, the meat man gave to me, twelve brothers *******, eleven snipers sniping, ten lords a-peeping, nine babies relapsing, eight grenades a-killing, seven palms a-skinning, six obese a-weighing, five ****** things, four hundred herbs, three killed friends, two hands in gloves, and a couple caps of some broken knees.

Tried a messed up parody.

#christmas #song #parody #black #market

The Path Less Taken

Sketcher May 2020

The Path Less Taken

******* falling bricks,
Knock me to the track,
So I get the mud-view.
There is so much ****,
Pulling, holding me back,
From telling you, "I love you."
Bricks made of ego,
And track made of mud,
So the path I take,
Doesn't reduce the thud,
Of trauma to the head,
And boil to the blood,
So I wish for death,
Until the final fiery flood.

The Pebble

Sketcher Nov 2018

The Pebble

Once upon a time, there were three young children,
They grew up rather quickly,
They grew up in the same apartment building,
Their names were Jon, Ted, and Mickey,
Jon was a jolly **** that got all the women,
Rarely stuck with one cause they were ******,
Always doing dumb ****, in and out of prison,
Bodies in rivers and pills in drawers,
Tod was a simple man with a nice job,
Looking for a nice and simple woman,
Repetitive days make him bored and sob,
Its hard living on in crowded Brooklyn,
Mickey was a very lovely lady,
Letting the breeze of life pull her,
Pulled to strong men and ready for mating,
With menial men or skillful sirs,
One day Jon was drinking at the towns bar,
When out the corner of his eye,
He saw a girl stepping into a nice car,
So he quickly ran out to say, "Hi.",
This girl was Mickey and she was very rich,
And she was also quite attractive,
Jon tripped and yelled, "*******!",
Slipped on a pebble while distracted,
Right in front of the lovely lad, Mickey,
When Jon fell, he ended up landing,
In his own blood that was red and sticky,
His belt strapped knife was death demanding,
The pebble was stained red with rancid blood,
And it tumbled to a nearby drain,
Swept through sewers fast cause a recent flood,
And many stormy days filled with rain,
Somehow the pebble found itself on land,
Eight days after the event,
In a gazebo, you could see it stand,
Next to Jon and Mickey on cement,
They were getting married this day, it's grand,
And the nice red pebble was there to watch,
Resting in the prongs of a wedding band,
The center stone that was sewer dislodged,
From blood covered to a beautiful jewel,
That was nicely set in the ring,
Life abandons all the laws and the rules,
Of reality and nothing.

A nice little story about a pebble.

#story #marriage #death #pebble #stone

The Pit Less Taken

Sketcher May 2020

The Pit Less Taken

I sit and think,
And sink in pits,
Of **** and stink,
While they throw fits,
Yet I'm content,
From day to day,
And whatever is meant,
For me today,
Will come out,
Of my hushed mouth,
The word will be spread,
From North to South,
So if you decide,
To join in this pit,
Then open wide,
And taste the ****.

Those

Sketcher Dec 2018

Those

There are those that love and those that lust,
Those that stay calm and those that combust,
Those that hate change and those that adjust,
Those that spread charm and those that disgust,
Those that can resist and those that rust,
Those that trek on and those that bite dust,
Those that doubt and those that can entrust,
Those kept quiet and those that discuss,
Those kept weak and those that are robust,
Those with a vocab and those who cuss,
Those off course and those who readjust,
Those of the bold and those that just blush,
Those who rest and those who make a fuss,
Those who speak soft and those who are shushed,
Those not denied and those who are crushed,
Those that don't care and those that ask, "What?".

All started with me thinking about the differences between love and lust and how I wish that I could feel lust like everyone else. Instead, I feel as if I feel love towards someone who doesn't feel the love back. It's only been a few months, but this absence of love has drawn out these few months into what feels like years. She says that she doesn't know what it feels like to love, because she has only felt lust. I wish I could show her... but instead... I decide not to feel...

#love #lust #difference #differences #opposite #opposites #antonym #antonyms

Three Gay Men

Sketcher Nov 2018

Three Gay Men

Three gay men were sleeping in a bed,
One got ***** and one gave head,
Momma was a *****, now she's dead,
No more parents, dads body in the shed.

Thanks Aeson.

#parody #story

Tight Sounds

Sketcher May 2020

Tight Sounds

I write pain,
I want fame,
But I'm afraid,
That I write lame,
SO I meditate,
And tame my mind,
On the thought,
That it's my time,
To shine brighter,
Than these mumble rap *****,
Or these "cowboys" in chargers,
That sing about trucks,
But I ain't catchy,
I don't do that,
I just think and write,
And try to rap,
And maybe you'll relate,
With the **** I'm tryna say,
Maybe I'll make the game,
Kick off my shoes and stay,
I hope to blow up,
Like hand grenades,
Expect me to show up,
With lyrical blades,
I am conscious,
When I speak,
And often dishonest,
Cause I tweak,
Certain bars,
To rhyme together,
Parallel bars,
OCD pleasure,
Oh, I feel better,
After I've centered,
The sentences,
And severed the letters,
To relieve the pressure,
And make it sound right,
I unlock the locked treasure,
To make the sounds tight,
I express what I express,
And I'mma do what I do,
So quit doing me,
And continue doing you.