Somedays life will seem like it's going all uphill some nights you'll cry screaming as if you wish you could die sometimes your heart must break sometimes you have to make mistakes life isn't all cake and roses, but those that I'm speaking to already know this
I know it sounds like I'm living a cliche but you can't have the rainbow without the rain you can't have a day without the night so please keep going, don't give up the fight I'm not saying that to sound preachy I'm saying it because I almost ended it recently
I looked deep into my soul and saw my family though they arent perfect they were there for me not just my blood relatives but my family in ink you're never alone, no matter what you think
If I'm not here tomorrow don't feel sorrow just carry on until the rise of the Sun on the morrow tomorrow isn't promised to anybody everyday in Chicago you hear about another dead body chalk in the street the whole family meets at the funeral home a parent burying a child they may have raised all alone
It's like we try to raise kings without thrones or queens with overactive hormones our children spend more time alone while their parents are away drinking death into a city it's like we constantly create our own committees of death and demons I mean this
They say love makes us do some crazy things I just wish our lives intertwined That'd be amazing I'm like a dog with no bone or a cat without nip A joke with no punch line or a wet floor that can't slip
I can't help it I'm crazy about you You saved my life so you know I'd never doubt you But I physically pain when you're away I ache And hurt, and masquerade like I'm okay And let's not even talk about hormonal situations I said you're my superwoman, but even I need saving I get it, you have responsibilities and stuff to maintain But me without you is simply insane I can't stand to think of someone else holding your hand it eats me up inside and today I woke up with tears in my eyes... disguised as laughter and jokes
I'm like a nicotine head trying to cover up that he smokes Or Tommy Chong taking Vicadin when we all know he tokes Or a crack addict with no pipe a straw with no berry You're the Apple of my eyes but they close day by day... And it's scary
I'm grateful for my family in ink I think that I'd be insane in the brain I was a lyrical lame now I found I can spit bars with the best they pushed me to the brink beyond my limits I'm in this for life Drs Joke, Midnight Writer, Blue Star with the heart and Cashby, Natasha, Mandy Nothing could tear my poetic family apart we argue and have our issues but it's solved within so we can continue to become stronger as people and as lyricists while I split heads as the poetic mafia axe murderer I'll serve ya like a platter cut your *** like class and watch ya brains splatter all other emcees better scatter poetic blades out and slice and dice like vanilla ices career ending faster like the flash while we make a splash in poetic pools of blood it's like we opened up a dam with a creative flood
Midnight Writer, DrsJoke, A Love For Hatred, Natasha M L . Love you guys!
Lately I've been crying internally externally I'd seem weak even though I'm already sensitive and rather meek but I've been lonely ****** can Ikik really blame me I found love that I no longer seek but we haven't talked recently I mean we don't have beef but it'd be nice if we spent a bit more time together like wu tang getting cream I mean I hate sounding clingy but I miss my lady can you blame me she's amazing entrancing like a hypnotist I swear we're into ***** **** but we've not been talking lately ugh I hate her job I know she has to work but she's my lantern in life's bog but anyway enough about my relationship issues now onto my constant sadness I hate parts of what I've become it's like I honestly thought I'd be much different from what I am I thought I'd be able to do much better socially and emotionally but I'm one depressing ******* I swear dating sometimes leaves my heart plastered on the wall in my room like it was another enemy in doom with gloom and staying almost exclusively in my room okay I'm done now I've gotten more of these sick emotions off my chest and into the ocean that is the internet
I could take all the sickness from my heart and write it to my evil twin in a message and she wouldn't judge me no matter how late I send it I can be the most depressed or depressing or cry my eyes into a stupor And I'll still get a response saying "I believe in you you're super." Lord knows I've been a diary or a journal to some of my friends now I have one of my own I can talk to like I was writing with my pen So Misty, thank you honestly for putting up with my crazy self I probably wouldn't have woken up today if it wasn't for your help you've been more to me than a book on a shelf You've been a friend, mentor, and a mechanic to my damaged self, Been more consistent and reliable than the police when I needed help
When I say I love you just know that I mean it My heart became a coupon that you redeemed its crazy how I've gone all the way over the cheesy moon for you I knew better exsisted, I didn't know it'd be you.
When I say I'm not giving up I will not rest I'm not gonna let my first real love in sometime go I guess you're stuck with me like I am with you I go so crazy without I don't know what to do
When I say your beautiful it's like I'm describing a work of art Your body drunkens my eyes while you cast a spell on my heart I hope and pray that we never part I met the woman of my dreams and over I don't wanna start
What most people don't realize is that inspiration lives in front of your eyes pain is often it's favorite disguise but it also takes other forms to hide love, hatred, lust and beauty and we as poets must fulfill our duty to catch inspiration in all of its forms and pen it down with ink, so our voices can't be ignored.
Would you mind if I related a story to you about how my headphones picked me up when I was Ohhhhhhhhhh so blue? When I cried like a baby until I. could block out the world and listen to my first love daily?
Well peep the scene I had just turned 13 and I was in middle school away from my friends and family it took a lot to resist doing something rash and being tossed out on my a$$.
Anyway for the first time in my life, the prime time of my life at that I was alone, my only friends right then being the clothes on my back and the headphones I had put into my backpack
Well my MP3 at the time was on shuffle, after I got out that day and avoided a scuffle I put my earbuds in promptly and what did I hear? RHCP under the bridge, a song I still hold dear "Sometimes I feel like my only friend" was a lyric that described exactly the situation I was in.
I was being pushed right then to end my life and become food for the crow or raven but that song saved my life and even after all the tears I cried that night I got up. stronger. ready to carry on life's grand fight.