When I go to hell, it’ll probally be no music to listen too
That alone is punishment enough, I’ll spend eternity miserable
I’ll probally feel how I’d feel if they ever put me in an institute.
Just talking to myself all day without **** to do.
Thinking about people that don’t do the same, don’t I mean **** to you?
But **** is cool. When it comes to sins, I prolly committed a few
Any good deeds I have, consider them my gift to you.
I hate being optimistic like **** gonna get better.
**** my ******* ****, don’t you tell me to keep my head up
Cause after I die my soul gonna be punished for ever.
The ones that talk behind my back, in my face speak so kindly.
Don’t allow me to move forward, and put my mistakes behind me
I wish I could find peace, even if it was temporarily.
When I say **** everybody I’m only pushin away the few that care for me.
It’s clear to see, drugs is better then therapy.
No problems, I’m fine.
No I’m not lying.
Putting my life into rhymes in lines.
I’m sorry for wasting your time.

Anger ,fury and,rage, boiling blood and pumped up veins, all in a hurricanic stage.
    With every heart beat, my mind is ticking as the seconds count away .With my eyes as the locator, and a blink is my denator , I'm  ready to blow things away.
    Don't  fuel my fire ,by getting in my way.  
But by chance if  you do!! You'll  probally be blown away. I won't lessen my **** ,for a kid or even a girl . So please stay out my way.
I'm a walking time bomb.I can explode anytime or any day  .

As we lay
    Im  Feeling your chest pressed againts my spine,
making me quiver uncontrolablly.
      And with your arms wrapped around me so tight ,yet so tenderly right putting a smile on my face that would probally last all night.
As I felt the softness of your lips, kissing my neck in all the right places ,with out a doubt Im feeling good.
And just as I started to drift away into a slumber sleep . I softly hear these words. I LOVE YOU  . The words  became imprinted into my ear ...and even after all these years.. I can still hear those words you whispered to me ..I LOVE YOU still so very clear.
     You my love gave me a memory. Something I'll never forget...  You gave me ......A Beautiful Night.

the love inside my heart is there
but it is not resevered for me
i have never had love for myself
i will probally never be able to
but between it all i love my nephew
and my siblings and my parents
but somehow i do not love myself

I've traveled the deserts ,the valleys, Interstates and  highways, too.. Its's nowhere to be found. It probally doesn't exist.
I searched  over mountain tops down rivers and streams ,I walked on thin ice and soared Atlantic and the Pacific oceans all night,yet still I haven't found it ..
Where is it, where could it be ?
Where is the love that's made just for me.

Years Almost Over,
I Hear Tears Beneath Cheers,
Wind Is Getting Colder,
The Weather Needs A Jacket Too,
Family Still I Don't See,
A RegretFul Soul I Won't Be,
I Know All I Know Cos I Don't Read,
Girl I Don't Know How To Hug,
Can You Show Me,
Snowy ,
Fire Place Warm Snug,
Yes Really Long Warm Hug,
I Bleed Deep,
Thorns Got Me Torn Up,
Romance With The Door Shut,
Thoughts Pierce Ya Iris,
Lust In Ya Eyelids,
With You It's Timeless,
My Love Can Save Her,
How Did You Find Him,
Twilight Feelin All,
You Make My Space Heavens Gate,
I'm Blind And I Cant Find The Wall,
Real Spoken, Let Ya Heart Sing,
Spill Open,
Bubble
Bath Red Blossom
Soap And Lotion,
Passionate Lips With That Scent,
Intense Girl You Know It,
My Heart Is A Deep Poet,
This Black Rose Is All I Have,
Here You Can Hold It,
Waters Gettin ***** , Nature Needs To Clean It,
I've Got A Specail Side, With Special Vibes,
You Felt And Seen It,
My Eyes Are Paralyzed Your Face,
ITs Impossible TO Turn A Way,
If Your The Devil,
Im Ready To Burn Today,
Tell Me What I Mean To You,
Scream It Ohh ,Everything,
Write Me A Letter,
I Got You Some Chocolate,
I Made You A Sweater,
Your Eyes Gettin Wetter,
Weve Been Used ,Its True,
Its Us Who Makes Things This Time Better,
I Feel So Lucky,
You Truly Are Treasure,
As I Was Walking Home,
I Picked Up A Feather,
I Got You This Feather,
I Don't Know Exactly What It Means,
Or What It Will Even Brings,
The Beauty Is Hidden Beneath ,What We Cant See,
It Reminds Me Of Your Energy,
And Girl Its So Strong,
Life Is Gettin Really Hyped Hold On,
Ima Miss You Terribly,
When My Souls Gone,
I Hope I Didn't Go Wrong,
And Let My Thoughts Leed Me,
To The Opposite Directions,
When Obiously You Need Me,
Your Face Is Blank,
Your Heart It Is Screaming,
I Wanna Save You,
I Can Barely Save My Self,
Before I Age And Decay,
I Pray Your Pain Meets The Shelf,
Your Warm Inside, It Makes Feel Ima Gonna Melt,
In The Best Way Possible,
Cant Get You Off My Mind,
It's Impossible,
Reapers If You Want Me Come Get Me,
Im In Black Smoke On Shrooms Probally Tripping,
Once I Make It,
Invitation Will You Take,
Come With Me,
To An Island ,
Ocean Side
A Pretty City,
Hold This Vibe,
It Heals, Years Of Sad Feels,
Your The Remedy That Works,
That Happy Memory,
That Smoothest Verse,
You Want The Loui Vuttion Purse,
It's Yours,
Or What Ever You Seek,
I'm Diggin Your Style,
The Way That You Speak,

Written Destruction ,you know who you are.
      I know first hand you are scarred....
      Somewhere along the the way, you began writing   your days. With thoughts that consumed you, and built conflict within you.
  A love that was decieved by your very own beast.
And a soul intwined with evil. You wrote your first chapter, your journey has now begun. Savoring the memories with all the good times is probally why you keep hanging on. You my friend are dancing with the devil.  In your own words ,you said your a subject matter ,always gangster. Chapter 2 is through.
    You say the world dissapoints you. And may I ask why?
Is this the cause of a smart guy who wants to cry? In the dark of his own life .The vocabulary,  and your critical thinking is fading away everyday.
End of Chapter 3
    WRITTEN DESTRUCTION
Look and recognize,these are segments of your own life. You wrote your story, making your personal creation, and now you live in your own demise. You are ,your worst enemy. Your book is done. The x-men ,here they come....

you know it takes alot to do what we all do
putting your heart into the things we write and post
To be honest with you all i never knew i would pick up the talent to write poems and i know some of you do as well
i remember reading those older poems by Langston Hughes Tupac Shakur and others
It inspired me to write poems of my own
I remember my 9th grade year in school
thats was the moment i wrote my first poem called Gentleman, then after that was my moment i wrote then i wrote
I remember my whole class wanted me to write poems for them in my english class
from that moment i knew i had something special whn it came to poetry
but all together we all share a common trait
I bet if everyone in hellopoetry was to just meet up one day
we'll probally change the world
not only by what we say and speak
what i love the most about hellopoetry is everyone
writes poems like there stories
we dont treat this as a competition well at least i hope we dont

A little girl was born in a square mile a babylondoner, February child, who had many sheep disguises , born in the hour of the sheep, in a house on the street where the Shepherdess Walked, travelling on the underground, one would have to stop, at Angel.  Her Father called her after him, by all accounts she was the prettiest child, his fourth, her father was very vain, on this subject, it was hard for him to be humble.

Her name also had sheep, her name meant sheep, her middle name a Ram on a King. Her Father worried about the violence, the football hooligans , the fights between mods and rockers, he decided to move back to the homecountry, the country of her Mother and Fathers birth, the Emerald Isle.  This coincided with an eviction notice, their house was about to get knocked down.
  
She moved to the plain of the Yew in the Emerald isle when she was four years old, they built a house in the town of the Castle by the river Barr, on a height that was named Harmony, that place did not often live up to it's name.  Her father came from another town that was much prettier, not far away, houses and land were as rare as hen's teeth, in that town, it was not cheap either.  Her Mother had an idea she wanted distance from her Mother in law, Rachel Ramona and her mother clashed a lot on ideas, but they did love each other, and Rachel understood her Mother, better than her Mother gave her credit for.  

To RRK, her Mother was never there for her, her Mother had an issue with her, that is a puzzle to this day, it will probally always remain a puzzle, her Mother never talks about stuff like emotions, feelings, or the inner landscape.

RRK found refuge in the world of men from the youngest age, she felt like she belonged in that camp, this idea got her into a lot of trouble, then, now and probally in her immediate future.

I For Got This Was Coming,
Intuition Tried To Numb It,
I’m Alive For Nothing,
I Sit And Look Grey,
On Display Like A Pumpkin,
I Don’t Know A Home,
I Don’t Want These Bones,
I’m Gonna **** My Self,
I Don’t Where Ima Go,
Ill Probally Be Alone,
The Mind Is An Asylum,
I’m Silenced By Silence,
I See Grave Yards Not Sirens,
I’m Already Dying,
The Pain Is To Giant,
No Structure ,
Or Solid Support,
**** My Life,
**** My Family,
**** Court
,
Yea Im Sure
Im Sore,
Of Course ,
Im Paranormal To tHe Core,
I Deal This With Demons,
They Cant Battle,
I Feel The Devils Rattle,
**** This Time Im Stuck,
I Had Enough,
Its To Much,
When I Need To Be Heard,
Im Pushed Away,
I Wanna Walk And Talk Today,
i Have An Awful Lot To Say,
I Hate These Monsters On This Plane,
Im  Leaving Today,
It Didn’t Have To Be This,
I Guess Things Don’t Change,
You Can Only Try So Hard To Remain,
Im Suffocating And Im Blamed,
Your Welcome And Thanks,
Its Nobodys Fault,
Ima Head Of My Time,
Dont Cry,
At My Funeral ,
Lay Black Roses Upon My Eyes,
Darkness Caught Up,
I Cant Lie,
Night Mares Everynight,
Im Scared Of My Life,
Things Never  GO Right,
I Am Def To Objections,
Im Always Rejected,
Deaths My Objective,
Who Cares,
Don’t Sweat It,
Just Hold On To People You Love,
Cos The Devil Might Step In,
**** The Cops And The Mourge,
Ignore All The Questions,
Of Why,
Or All Reasoning,
Im Bleeding In Front Of The Ones I Thought Loved Me,
They Cant See Things

I was in love with someone ive never met.
And i dont know how, but i was.
It was something amazing
And it had ups and downs. But i swear i was in love.

It was the best feeling. And equally the worse. The trust was shaky and i could never see him smile.
But you couldnt tell me nothing, cause in my eyes what we had was perfect. I was down and he was down.

But then it both went down. We was still innlove but we knew that this wasnt going to end well. Cause we needed affection and phone calls dont cut it. So we had to say our farewells.

So hes got a new girl and i have a new guy and im glad this girl loves him probally almost as equally as I. And i hope she stays down thriugh this hard situation.
#freeRizzy and i pray that you make it

So distant lately,feel alone like I have no one.
But thats the thing, no matter the desolation or despair
Feel like no bone in my body actually care.
Intertwining lonesome and alone,
The people i always contact i've shone.
Just the voice in my head keeping my company,
I don't need noone I'm funny.
Not dependat on someone to make me smile or happy,
Not focusing on the **** that goes through my head that makes me feel ******.
I'm freespirted and deserve the best,
I'm just tired hearing people say they're not like the rest.
I'm tired giving chances, tired relying on love.
It may be the best gift of all but I need the one above.
I can't think straight probally because I feel empty,
thinking positive but i need serenity.
I don't even know what I feel.
I want to break glass,  throw plates, punch the wall
But i can't bare the thought of seeing me fall.
I am strong but sometimes being strong is so hard,
I just want to breakdown but i can't stand to frown.
Not your typical poem highlighting metaphors and similes to create a fancy picture,
This is real, direct words are much richer.
I'm lost, i'm bent.
I'm heaven sent.
Lost for words because i'm so clueless,
I just feel useless.



-dpk

You're not worth it,
Though it took me a while to realize, it even fooled me a bit.
I thought the words would've never left my mouth
I question it all , like was it an adventure , i doubt.
I guess you making me feel important and pretty was all i wanted to see
But you changed, turned into a cold human being.
Left me with all the feelings and memories,
Wishing and contemplating me and you was gonna be something but I don't believe in fairies.
I wanted you, i wanted all of you,
But all I have of you is the worst things you do,
The hurt you put me through, the lies you led me on with and your amuse.
See I didn't think you would ever treat me like everyone else,
I didn't want to believe it but I had to start listening to myself.
Though you was all I fantasised about, I had us all planned out.
But I don't want it anymore, i wanted to be there for you but you acted like a fool,
I wanted to love you and ride for you but you didn't wanted to rule.
Now all I got are the shattered pieces, don't flatter yourself you didn't' break me,
Though you help me see we aren't meant to be,
Can we pretend like we never met, I forgot how good you are at pretending you don't know me.
It's finish, I let go, I moved on
Hope you'd treat that other girl better who comes along.
All i've got is a broken memory,
I just thought you saw something different in me.
Should've left it at hi and bye,
I still can't believe how it all turned out,Sigh.
I use to force myself to stop thinking about you, and you had no clue.
I thought you cared but i'm a fool.
I'm the realest, someone is gonna appreciate my heart, i'm greatful we depart.
Thank you, i've fought you though it was hard,
Probally i'm over exaggerating but what I felt was deep,
I guess that's what made me weak.
I guess thinking was what made me dumb but those who've never fall ,
Wouldn't know where I'm coming from.


-dpk

we all have that one thing that we don't like
for me it is being with my family when I can't fake my pain
I perfer to keep company with my walls at those times
because I won't get answers back I don't like
and no one is there to interupt me or call me stupid (friend wise)
so isolation is my thing when I hurt
it probally always will be
but I'm not the type to stay there when I'm fine
it is when I hurt too bad
I can't fake it any longer

Alone Isn't bad
This is not a sad poem
I like my company
Wish they were more of me

Imaginary friends stay by my side
This you probally call crazy.

To dream doesn't call for sleep I dream of me in a whole new life .
I'm whoever I want to be.

Me, myself ,and I