"eveil" poems
This is the BEGGING of the story of Us....
Where dreams werer made..
Where promises wrere made..
Where kisses were played
Where hugs mad you happy...
Where when you cryed you were always together..
Where smiles where always there..
Where you started a new life....
Where you found your love....
This is the END of the story..
Where dreams where smashed...
Where promises were broken...
Where kisses were fake...
Where hugs were used in vilance...
Where when you cryed it was always cuz of him...
Where smiles turned in to frowns or eveil words...
Where you found your self all alone
Where you found your heart broken on the floor...
Aug 3, 2012
Aug 3, 2012 at 10:13 PM UTC
There's a darkness grown upon me
And threw my eyes you can see
The vacancy that I must feed
With melancholy and misery
Everything I'd be has escapes me
The eveil has erased me
The Demond's
They still chase me
And my great escape is apathy
Jun 5, 2014
Jun 5, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
Being sick is a pain In the ****
You can't get anything done
No friends to hang out with
Have to stay in bed
The only thing good to come out is you get to stay in bed all day be lazy
Being sick on Christmas day now that's just plain eveil
Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 4:24 PM UTC
Reigning in the ****** streets
Where money and hustle meets
Fame and fortune may bring death
Where grim reaper greets
A cast over your soul
Strong intentions ambitions
Over being a top henchmen wishin'
To be a
A don only to be a pawn
Caught up in the gang life
With your feet constantly on the run
Can't trust nobody but self
People in ya own circle will cause theft
From personal greviance
Forming a strong defiance
Making small alliance ties in
With outside businessmen
Who say that they can do
Better than
The peeps you with
But they only using I as a scope out
To look out
Then you'll get knocked out
After they find what they looking for
Your body left at shore
An eternal war will never even score
Coming after friends family foes
And pensions pending hopefully ending
Scorn but scorn was here before you was born
Darkness before light
Eveil came before goodness
Listening to the sounds of gun shots
From Tommy ricochet
Up and down the alleys
Street lights flickering
Night bird's bickering .crow's surrounding
They know it's a ****** in store
Strong wind gust
After your life flashed away
Body grows colder than an Ice Tray
So say say what?
That's what keep eyes on the prize.
Cuz somewhere somehow
Enemies got mobster ties get wise
Double my eyes and my size realize
I ain't meant to be played with.otherwise
My guns gone baptize make souls rise
Demise like sunset
A memory ya won't forget
There's a mobster in all over us
Trust if edged close to the cliff
Watch how our instincts become unstiff
And homicidal thoughts become swift
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 1:23 PM UTC