Trapped in the basement i gat no where to go,
I turn to the left,
turn to the right,and there wasn't even an open door,
no one was there to help me,
but i was all alone,
trying to find a way out,
even calling on my phone,
there wasnt even one signal,
that could of be my only hope,
but sorry i decides that i want to let go,
i then gived up and prayed to GOD,
asking him to protect me and to help me find a way out,
but there was a light,
where he came down from heaven,
he gaved me a sword,
inscribe upon it was eleven,
the mighty number,the number of god,
Jesus is the king,and God is our lord

2007

Mummy mummy mummy. !
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Mummy Mummy MUMMY.!!
Look what I have done.
Rhyming moon with June.
Gived me sooo much fun.
I done it on myself.
So does it make me one?
Yes my dear sweet poet
From all that mummy taught you.
Hurry grow up fast
And make yourself a blooming
        FORTUNE.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Written by Philip. 2/11/2018
(Wishful thinking)

Should of loved
Should of cared
Should of wanted
Should of shared
Should of needed
Should of stayed
Should of hoped
Should of prayed
Should of said
Should of told
Should of noticed
Should of hold
Should of helped
Should of lived
Should of listened
Should of gived

So what if my hairline is far back
So what if I'm different from a lot of people
God made us all to be different
I wish I had this kind of mind back in middle school
Shoot it's crazy how I was da ***** people liked to talk about
I remember I use to have suicidal thoughts *** well
Cause the people I was around made me feel like I was in hell
Shoot I remember how them girls use to diss me
Especially when my friends use tried to hook me up
Them girls looked at me and laughed hard I ll admit I felt ashamed then
But now I don't care
Why cause I'm me
Imma be me till the day I die
To the people who are getting bullied
Don't cry
Just look pass these hateful people
We all have our own story to life
We shouldn't let words effect how we live
Cause at the end we'll only be giving the enemy what they want gived

2007

Mummy mummy mummy. !
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Mummy Mummy MUMMY.!!
Look what I have done.
Rhyming moon with June.
Gived me sooo much fun.
I done it on myself.
So does it make me one?
Yes my dear sweet poet
From all that mummy taught you.
Hurry grow up fast
And make yourself a blooming
        FORTUNE.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Written by Philip. 2/11/2018
(Wishful thinking)

The Night falls
Whilst cries of Fear and Terror calls
Echo "s in the Night Sky,
Only the Rememberance of better
Days Gone by.

The Moon weeps silently down
His Tears,
The Stars burdened with Fears
Struggle to shine,
In a sky once they only owned.

Angels prepare for war
Their Time has come,
Whilst the forces of this World
SUrrenders to no one.
War amongst men has begun

The Silence of Night is filled-
sounds of sCreams from those killed,
Peace belong to Yesterday
Destruction forcefully arise.

And in Heaven
Gods hand withdraws,
His eyes closed
His heart saddened,
The End of Times in motion.
In HIM lies humanities only Hope
Earths desire for rebirth evoked

Innocent blood flows
Like rivers upon the dust.
War spares no living Soul
Of Man against man-
Both young and old
Fighting to only Live-
Only returning as ashes to ashes
To a embattled Earth
From hence Life was gived.


"May YOU
Our God
Watch over us"

....

In the blink of an eye,
One day its "us", the next its not,
This has gotten my heart in a knot.
Blinking eye stares into the sky
Wastefully wondering why.
The clouds form your face a lot,
And my heart feels like its been shot,
And its still beating awry.

Heart beats bleeding bruises,
For I fell for the perfect angel
And this heart is forever grateful
For letting it have what it chooses.
No matter how short lived
I thank you for what you gave, given, gived.

tomorrow is the day that i'm not ready for I have to leave early and say goodbye again.
you passed away may 6 the day I will never forget. We only met last summer, but I felt like I knew you my whole life. Even though were not blood, you are still my great grandma today and tomorrow and forever. People always told me goodbye is never easy, and thats true.
Saturday is the day I will never forget, going to your grave and thinking about the nickname you gived me. When I first met you, you called me Lilliebell, that day will always have a spot in my heart.
May 5 one day befor you were gone, I came to the nearsing home to say goodbye, but before hand I told god, don't let her go not intel I said goodbye.
And thats what happen. You passed away on your oldeat sons birthday, you wanted to see him. I couldn't speak when I found out. But I know what you would of wanted and that would be to move on. So this me moving on. But I want to say Goodbye one last time before tomorrow. I miss you today, tomorrow, and forever R.I.P great grandma

You gived me love
You saved me from myself
You showed the world
You showed me that I could trust you
But all that goes though my head is
What if?
What if you hurt me?
What if I hurt you?
What if it doesn't work
What if? Just What if?

funny old day
history reminding
finding
future holidays cancelled

fiddling in the garden achieving
**** all of any importance yet

the day passed and i found old
seeds to sow to
& hope they will
grow

found plants in the graveyard
sedum spread
so cleared a few flat gravestones
of the stuff
put in pots

read the inscriptions

was gived some wooden pallettes
for something
from the guy next door who wanted
rid

talked about soap with you

and it seemed a funny old day
all round
here

james

staying home again today