It’s the one thing that will grab a guy’s attention
The thing that will really move a girl into perfection
Once they open their mouths there it is
Why they got it done is none of my biz
But you know it’s something I can’t really ignore
The barbell sitting on your tongue I have to adore
That’s one move to prove that you’re ****
Makes you a hot girl even if you’re hefty
It’s like a magic wand that makes girls pretty
Just seeing the jewlery makes me feel thrilling
To parents it shocks the living the daylight out of them
I find it as a strong love shock so I’m one of those men
I even watch videos on YouTube on how they get it done
Many girls on their bulletins are saying how they want one
When it comes to tongue piercing I’m obsessed
So I’m just writing this poem so I can confess
My feelings about this trend I’m trying to express
Once I see a female with one they stay stuck in my mind
So I feel that those are the type of girls that I want to find


Men shouldn’t get one because it makes them look gross
I think it’s the girls who should be getting those the most
It’s the white swirls on that tiny barbell hypnotizes me
Those kind of girls are the ones I hope to have by me
Seeing girls with one is like Cupid shooting his arrow at my heart
Then my emotions will go intensely crazy, don’t know where to start
Many say having that piercing will make you a ****
They think those girls will look for *** instead of love
Regardless the reason it’s the piercing that draws me closer
Those are the girls they almost every guy wants to hope for
In my definition the word ‘attractive’ is what they are known for
Once you stick it out and I can’t take my eyes off it
It’s an obsession you don’t hear me talk about often
Guys are lucky to have girlfriends like that
They’re lucky men and that’s a strong fact
Kissing them and feeling the barbell on their tongue
That feeling must be so enjoyable and it sounds fun
And that’s why I consider those men the lucky ones


I don’t want to get one because of the pain
And it’s not a look that I want to maintain
Girls with one are the ones I want to go after
Hoping that they don’t think of me as a disater
I don’t go around saying this because I don’t want to sound strange
And I don’t want my strong obsession to make girls think I’m insane
Just because I feel this way dosen’t mean I’m gonna hunt you down
All I’m just doing is stating my feelings, it’s not as creepy as it sounds
I would do anything just to gain your attention
But being polite and respectful is my intentions
I’m not one of those guys who stick their fingers in your mouth
I know those things will really disgust you and make you shout
I can control myself and not let my emotions get the best of me
The last thing I want to do is do something to make you leave
As girls who have tongue piercings are the ones I want to please
They’re like clams with pearls inside their mouths
Gets me so impressed all I can say to that is ‘wow’


Some of these are girls are hard to find
As I have them burning inside my mind
It makes your hair and ****** appearance don’t matter
It’s the piecring on the tounge that makes me flattered
It’s not physically touching me but I grow weak from it
So f I would of asked you out then I would of done it
Long tongue, short tongue , that dosen’t really matter to me
As long as the barbell is through the tongue is all I need to see
I don’t know why I’m obsessed with tongue rings that’s just how I am
When I was younger I use to not care about it and didn’t give a ****
One day I saw a girl that I like with one and became crazed ever since
I see a girl with one I imedately think that’s the one I want to be with
It’s like eye candy and I’m very highly addicted
But that don’t mean I’m trying to sound sadistic
It amazes me how you eat with that thing on
And not have your tongue ring piece fling off
The more you have the better you look
You’ll look better than you actually should


The aftercare must be intense for you
Whatever care actually depends for you
Getting the silver barbell on your tongue must be hurtful
Keeping your mouth open that long seems like a workful
And it’s not just that, afterwards I hear you crunch on ice
To make the swelling go down so your tongue feel nice
Then I hear about you using Listerine to remove the bacteria
It’s must be total stress on you and for that I really hear ya
Though the piercing will dazzle me I also give you credit for putting up with that
So many steps to follow just to prevent infection and accepting this painful fact
I’m not forcing any girl to go get a tounge ring
Just do what you want and do what you think
I’m just telling you the story of my obsession
And to use this poem to express my confession
I don’t think the obsession I have will ever go away
Looks like the feelings that I have are here to stay

We've talked about staying together
We've talked about getting married
We've talked about kids

He's asked my ring size
He's asked about my tasted in jewlery
He's asked who I'm close to

I told him I love him
I told him it all sounds perfect
I told him I can't wait

But I haven't told him I'm scared

Scared he'll change his mind
Scared of change
Scared of the future
Scared it'll all fall apart

He wants to propose
I want to stall

Bone of the future lord enters his word and the way he handles his strangers is very tough, very real. You asked yourself the question of what it meant to be an "artist" and the shackles bore through your skin for' the night was young in both of our eyes, the streets never clearer we are alone now and yet you say not a thing from the way you move and the whispering phantoms of the clicking tombs with crumbling moss covered keldoscope membrane lobe counterparts BUT YOU KNOW NOT A THING OF THE WORLD screamed the fifty nine year old writer who's mother wrote better letters, held more wit for the coughing fit allowed death to TAKE HIS PICK lo' the experimentation of the HUMAN MIND, release oneself to technology for the dystopia is VERY REAL and we will of course TRY TO STEAL the thunder from the God's but they will clap and churn and spit ancient guts and fire brimming stone from world's unknown and mother and her eternal nature will smile because she enjoys it when it is nice and quiet and the foreign tides were never foreign to HER low and ye' fathers call thee to the streets, the crumbling yellow painted majesties of the artistic and culturally autistic evolution where form and forever are forced to live within the confines of the MATERIAL WORLD, the rambling retards of the revolution of lore is upon the meek streets filled with actors and technicians of their own human mind unable to dine at ARBY'S or DENNY'S for fear of catching the black plague of common middle class mediocrity. Tie the black tie tighter so the head of the "gifted" allows no more air within the mind so to cut him off completely. Last night was the night I fell in love and in the morning I awoke another man. Complete is not the word I would describe myself, I would say to a dear friend I am met. Naked was the night, dressed in an infinite white of dotted stars that I share with every common man that knows no age because He knows there is no such thing. We pass by the windows of the jewlery shop. She needs none of those silly materialistic things - he breathes vocally - at last the war of the ego is dead - but maybe I'll just take one. A shot is fired. A man takes her in his arms as the women does so with him; an afterthought of admiration for the glossary of grammar which, when blown upon, fumes up with grey and brown dust causing the one's who stand around it to cover their eyes indefinitely.

In the distance I saw a diamond.
A rare find.

It radiates with a shine that you couldn't help but see.
Yes, it hooked me.

In the distance I saw a pearl.
A cherished jewel of many upon this earth.

In the distance I saw you.
That rarest of diamond and pearl wanted by many.
A cherish Jewlery missing from the Jewlery case.

I accepted my find like a blessing from above.
And gave it all this love deep within me.

Watch us shine.
Watch us be others living dream.

the necklace brings my coat
the watch closes the door
the ring makes me ready to go

A lesson learned the hard way for a rich man.
Is a lesson they created in the first place.

We read about the rich athlete that chases the good looking model.
Where this love was based on the trophy model upon his arm?
And probably nothing concerning love at all.

Money do this.
It makes a man loses common sense.
It's the rich man sin.

We read about the billionaire that divorce his true love.
The woman that stood by him when they was poor.
Just to see him leave her for a woman much younger.
Who eventually will earn multiple more?
When he gets tire of her.
And divorce her.
It's the rich man sin.

Money attracts fools.
And makes them too.
But it's a power force to make men repeat the same mistake again.

She can sign a pre-nup.
While under the impression of being in love.
When it was his riches that truly attracted her.

Some jewlery here.
And a expensive car there.
A flight to some exotic  place to impress her.


There's not many women that hadn't been chased.
But it's the rich man that makes you notice.
He's simply trying to invest his wealth upon them.
Another way of saying, he's trying to buy them.
Which eventually they do.
It's a rich man sin.
That we will see repeated over and over again.

A fool loves his paradise.
Until that love is worn out.
Like a puppy with a bone.
He eventually leaves it alone.

crackheads crackheads
gonna rob your house,
gonna sneak into your bedroom
as quiet as a mouse,
gonna steele all your jewlery,
your dog and your blouse

crackheads crackheads
twerkin in a thong
u should have locked your door u *****,
now your computers gone

wide eyed and skinny
high without a penny


run for the hills..
hide all your dollar bills and your
perscription pills
cause theyre out to steele
they've started to get the chills

Dedicated to 'Big John' 1954-2002


It's time to prep for the nights show,
the band is already unloading at the back door.
Got to brief the new guy and rewalk the floor,
let too many in here the night before.
Use cardboard and tape to protect the ribs.
Shin guards in place  for all those low hits.
Take off the jewlery and tie back the hair,
leave nothing for them to grab when you step out there.
Drink lots of water, swallow a pain pill...
it's show time for a bouncer they say is over the hill.
Crowds looking good for a Saturday night.
Plenty of women, yet somebody will fight.
Seems  when not enough space and too much *****,
messes up the calculation of one and one equals two!
Got two female bouncers that are a special class act.
They know how to work it and come in real fast.
Big John gives me the nod and it time to open the doors.
Lets Rock and Roll baby we are here until four!




* Big John was a bouncer that took me under his wing ( a huge wing) taught me to be polite yet forcefull. 99% of folks just come to have a good time.It's that 1% that will try to ruin it.That's where we come in.

girl there you
go again
tryin' to get
in my kool-aid
girl you so crazy
you think you are
driving Miss Daisy
flipping me off
with your
phat fingers and
now you wearing them
Burger King rings
why you wearin'
so much fake jewlery and
pancake makeup
who you tryin' to impress
Ronald McDonald
hey listen girlfriend
you are really
Girl U pushing my buttons and
getting on my last bit of nerves
so you know what
Miss wanna-be Thing
you want the whole **** five-O and
the 411 Miami Vice Crockett & Tubbs
well it goes somethin' like this
H-to-the-hell-no

Every moment of the past 33 years I have hidden
Behind this veil of vanity
Covering every doubt and self destructive thought with a  lie of arrogance
Seems that the scars of the past still exist
Deep down under the woman you see
Lies the scared, unsure, timid little girl
That was bullied and torn down
Not  just by her peers but also by those she gave her love and trust to
Never truly able to be herself, so scared of judgement
Terrified of rejection
No one could every really love her, because reality was that she never exposed her true personality
As a young child she put on shows
Pranced around in all the jewlery and pretty clothing she could find
Begging for the attention, she couldn't give herself
Over achieving at every task
Desperately  trying to mold herself to what others wanted her to be
Bragging of her beauty and exposing her body
All in a failed attempt to draw attention away from the mortified child inside
So photogenic, so prissy and proper
So damaged, so broken
Would she eventually believe the ruse she had performed for so long?
Or would she become more and more disguised by the veil hanging heavy over her face
Her breathe becoming quick and labored
Her skin beginning to sweat from the heat of the sun
Everything spinning, becoming dizzy
Until this reality becomes the only option
Until this veil becomes her face for eternity

I am so tired of explaining who I am to poeple...
Why should I?
I love who I am and those who know me except that I am who I am.
I AM GOTH, My way...
Should there be a special way to be who you are?
Should I be like everyone else?
Why? If I am so different am I told to be another way?
I am just who I am...If you can't take it....
Then your a very SAD person.
What is in my heart and in my soul is what should matter the most, not the colour of clothes I wear nor the make-up or the jewlery I dawn.
How come that matters so much to you?
Do I shock you that much?
5/6/2008 Vampyress

my cousin started hoarding all of my things.
she has my old iphone cases even though she's six.
she almost took a necklace from me, but I stood my ground
for the first time in a long time and I told her that
that stupid piece of jewlery had sentimental value.
she helped me search my dresser drawers for a new chain.
she can't quite see over the kitchen counter, but **** is she smart.
she's the kind of girl who can tell if you're bullshitting her,
but she still believes in fairytales.
she will hug you on the couch when she knows that you need it
and watch your favorite childhood movies with you,
even though she makes you fast forward through the scary parts
and I am so lucky to love her.

when I was five, I met my best friend
in the back of a kindergarten classroom.
we have matching clothes even though
she was morally against that until I came along
and she will cater to your musical needs
even when she's the one who's driving.
we want to **** each other when we go on road trips,
but ****, is she smart.
I don't know if she still believes in fairytales,
but I think that she might be my soulmate.
she will buy you lipstick that she thinks will look good on you
and makes sure that you get home okay,
even though you've only been separated
for ten minutes anyway
and I am so lucky to love her.

Oh, strange the way you change your perspective.
Once you were found out to be materialistic.
When request about what you seek in a man?
You mention wealth, success and having his own.

What you bringing to the table?

You mention everything expensive.
From automobiles all the way down to jewlery.
And when questioned about the mans heart.
Your wants tear your story apart.

Don't let your beauty be your trap.
Where you think it will forever attract men to yourself?
While at first it might attract some fools.
Soon, many will offer their opinions out loudly concerning you.

Ask yourself?
What you bringing to the table?
We know facts speaks loudly than fiction.
And many women fall for men to be the center of attention.

Then many wealthy men are fool.
And the same could be said about the poor.
Where they seek women to spoil?

Love takes second nature to real love.
Where the word is spoken?
But truth isn't accepted.

A man that attracts you will his wealth.
Soon know that this also can be used on another.
Cause money brings into your life a lot of trouble.

People think that pouring gold onto our skin,

and dressing in Gods’ gown and Jewlery

will spring angels upon our plate,

and we can feast like it's our last meal.

but our skin is rather useless,

it hides our heart and soul,

drowns it in confusion and

stabs its arms and legs to a cross,

lingering in the single moment,

never to move with the essence of time,

Frozen.



Our hearts are who we are truly,

not the skin we wear,

or the snapshots of their whole existence  

we have imagined

to capture the essence of their character.



People are more than a moment,

they are a transcendental soul,

trapped in the weak boundaries of human nature.

You have love.
You have more then any lady could ask for.
So why you need more?

Yes, you have jewlery that you feel you need.
Which you sometimes treats like it more important to me.
So, why you need more?

One day just sit back and reflect to yourself.
And realize many would give it all up.
If it came to losing the one they love.
So, why you need one?

To have someone who works hard to keep you happy.
Is more then many ladies ever see.
I go beyond the norm to keep you please.
So, why you need more?

Especilly, if it ain't love.

I sleep on white fluffy blankets
And order starbucks without much worry
I wear nike shoes
And expensive jewlery
Yet everytime I look in the mirror I see little me
The one that slept on hardwood floors
And ate canned corn almost everyday
The one who didnt know how to wash her clothes and so instead wore them to school ***** and smelly
The one that stared at expensive jewelry from afar wishing it were mine
And so I feel like an imposter
A liar
At my university
of silver spooned baby's

LookI've had a minute to think
I know it's only really been a cupple of weeks
But every moment I'm with you my heart feels weak
I ain't one to rush into nothin cuz to be honest I ain't nothin to keep
I got my demons and they settled in deep
I been doin time since I was thirteen
You can change me over night I'm sorry if tried
Ask anyone that knew me growing up if you wanna be by my side your really in for a ride
I know that I make life shine cuz I got a love for living life
That's what you love not this thuggin way I act or gangster way I Mac on you
Tellin you your body fine kissing on your neck holdin your *** like I'm holding on to life
I'm warning you now you gone learn what it is to live and die I'll make you smile when I'm around and when the twelve take me down I know you gonna cry
Just keep money on the books and answer the phone I wanna hear your voice your words warm my cold soul
Choppers blastin at the whip I'm sorry if I get hit
At my funeral burry me with a blunt keep polo G and ynw melly playin while they drop me in
Remember that i found you broken your ex man's is a fool
I wanna treat you to finer thing but **** theses streets have got me pinned
You ain't lived this life you that's good all I ever done is sin and rep for my homies that in the pen an for my family that believe in the cause it's can't stop won't stop till the better end
Brains blown out I'm starin this is life at it's end
Theses streets cold it's  90 degree weather an I'm shaking
My homies life was just taken that fentenal is gonna get us all RIP to the homies that lost the battle of addiction
Baby girl you don't know em but I know some real ones that lat in the earth
If you gonna stick around you need to understand
that I'ma die one day an I ain't gonna make to to see eighty three
It's a bullet or an OD that's gonna be the cause of my defeat
I'm trying change but theses chemicals balence me and theses lanes run there mouths and silent is something I can't be
It just takes that punk to nut yo and pull a trigger then boom I gone
What would you think?
I love you I truley do
I know I really barley know you and you ain't so sure about how beautiful you are but here to tell you
you got me goin crazy baby lats make one
I got a son how about a baby girl we talk about what to name our perfect peice of this world.
Don't be nervous I promise no matter what they'll be perfect
I got dreams of bein rich and famous on TV screans and stages
I don't know if it's gonna happen cuz I'm still used to trapping
beIN locked up is for the birds much love to homies behind locked doors u hope you see the gates soon
Baby you gotta understand I live one life you ain't never even heard half of I'll keep you safe ain't no man women or bullet gone graze your spirits
Gucci Loui prada baby let's get some designer on
Spend every dollar I got buying jewlery and shiny dimonds
Ten bands I'ma put that on my wrist
20 grand I'ma put that round your neck
Keep the feelings between us tight like you sqeezin my neck
In the bedroom you say I keep you wet
I like it when you keep me on the edge make me lust for your body make me fiend for your soul I swear you made the window in my heart grow whole
I can see your face when my eyes closed
Thuggin is the life I live pulling out sticks aimin at the ones that wishin us an early end
Opposition creepin round every corner man I swear
Treasure every moment this life ain't always fair
Bags pay the Bills so we living off of welfare
Felonies got the opportunities looking scarce  
No one wanna hire you when trappin is the only job you ever had
Robbin down the street man **** the other side we gonna take it all hope yall ****** die
Twenty-twenty me and my girl like bonnie and Clyde
I'ma gangsta she right by my side bands in the trunk I want my money high
Live this life with me and we can ****** shine
Trippin on these drugs I can see why my mother fried
We can smile for a while baby can you handle this

For  Christmas you got me Jewlery

     For my Birth Day ,it was perfume

    On Valentine Day it was a box of candy..

At age 23 I had your baby. That was the best gift you ever gave me.