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May 2014 · 729
evoL (Evil) Love
Truthful Word May 2014
Seeing your eyes your love isn't a lie
Back then when I used to cry about Some woman lost in the sky
You can save my mind
And now I can stay on my grind
Continuing to live and breathing to give
My life is like a runway just don't forget the Cid
Say you love me and I say I love you back
As long as it isn't a joke then I'll sure return like Arnold I'll be back
We can go wild for the night
We're not sipping Miller Lite
I'm becoming you're new thought When you're staring into the night
I'm not bad I'm just Evil
That's with a capital E because that's My name on the D low
I forget the past like throwing out the trash
In the end it's just experience so I'll make it last
Maybe I can be your new prince
Not looking through the mirror glass
If you **** me over I'll shoot your ***
Not with a bullet but with the truth That hurts more than bullet
Finally happy again dopamine rising
After tonight I'll begin again just Blowing in the wind
Man I don't think this good energy will Ever end
Until the next heartbreak love is the new trend.
Love is evil. But love is what strives us because without we're just wind in the dust.
Apr 2014 · 913
Life is music
Truthful Word Apr 2014
We run away
And hide away
Man rumors spread like bullets spray
But thank god it's another day
Till the light becomes dawn, lyrics spawn, pretty differently than Shakespeare huh?
Maybe not a poet or a prophecy
Just happens to flow like water see?
Green is in my eyes, fire in my lungs
Before they knew it they held their tongues
Gotta problem?
Say it don't slay it
We listen to music like we pray it
Re wash, re rinse, and repeat
I think wow I really love this beat
Kinda reminds me of my life or my own home street
Just before I go to sleep.
Truthful Word Apr 2014
All these voices yelling in my head
Keep saying no that's not what I said
I don't want to lose myself today be
Left to soak in this endless dread
Each day is like a gun to the head Wondering when the trigger will pull
Then I fall dead
But I'm not gone yet
I take that that's a sign to progress
To rise above with the rest
Not death
Not hate
Not guilt served on a silver platter
But the truth is it's all mind over matter.
Sometimes we have to go to that dark place to truly find ourselves. Some don't come out but the ones who do accomplish wonders.

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