you give me these rules to follow what do you Want me to write,
it says write about what I fell of pain,
darkness,
Sadness using words that I've Never Uttered or said..
When you say write what you feel thats what I've been doing wrather you give me an
F or an A for these assignments,
These are the ways that I feel.
You want me to write something Sad:
catch me on a Sad Day,
You want me to write something Dark:
Catch me on a Dark Day,
Want me to Write something Hateful:
Catch me on a Hateful Day,
want me to write something Sweet:
Catch me on a Sweet Day,
To write something Freaky:
Catch me on a Freaky day,
To write something Deathly Insane:
Well this one I just learned you gotta Catch me with a Question or a Simple Title
Havin me think of dark and Death Days
that Drag out into intense bleeding
and fulfilling
Abandonment issues toward myself;
A deep dark wreckless,
Careless secret toward myself,
thinking and contemplating What if I was to bring the Darkness to a full salute would I be me,
Would I be a Murderer,
Would I be an Assasin for Hire,
what would my life be like if I were to do that but alas I dont wanna find out that is why I stay me cause
I believe if I bring that darkness to a
full salute my Life as I know it will turn
Chaotic with no amount of Greatness
but for death and decay,
The Hatred to my Love,
The Death to my Life,
the Wrong to my Right,
The Loneliness to the Togetherness,
The Yang to my Yin,
The Sadness to my Happiness.
So I guess in writing Do I get it now?
Do I let this other side out for a full day not gaining any amount of light to that day...
My Beast to my Gentalmen,
My Ingnorance to my Intellagence,
My Negative to my Possitive,
My Villian to my Hero,
My Rags to my Riches,
My Shade to my Shine,
My Impure to my Pure,
My Jekyl to my Hyde,
My Insane to my Sane,
My Padded Dark Room to my Clean Sunshine in place of Life,
So did I do it?
Have I uttered what has been dorment inside me for the Longest?
Maybe my Fist to my Mouth,
Maybe my False to my True,
My Body too my Brains,
My Unresraints to my Discipline,
Silence to my Spoken,
****** to my Protect,
What do I do,
Just for one day.
My Slave to my Free Man,
What do I do?
My Loose tongue to Knowing when to shut-up
Wha do you want me to say?
My Riot to my Gaurd,
How should I act?
My Without to my With You,
Would you stay?
My Demise to my Negotiation to Live,
How should I feel?
My Killer to my Protector
What should I do?
My Worst to my Great,
How should I stand?
All these Questions within myself for myself....
If Only for a Day I should go crazy,
Would you stay?
If only for a Day iI Lose Control would you still Love me ?
Chris I need to Know what do you want me to do,
to say,
to be,
to act,
to believe?
Im talking to you,
What would you have me do?
Chris What shall we do its up to you now,
its always been.
As to my Beautifull Empress,
Our Babies,
and Our Unborns
Supports Me and keeps me Sane and Intensly
In Love with Her in all the Glory that is Life...
I LOVE YOU
