i wrote you a lil sumthin i hope you dont mind me reading i thought of you today , this hurt me very deeply. there once was a time i thought you'd never leave me lemme know if im wrong but lately ive been thinkin
over on how i was so ignorant, **** you had me fooled yeah i was convinced n now this achin pain inside my chest has become an old friend n i dress myself w a smile i still play pretend
in the end that may be pathetic but ******* aint it the truth youve left my heart all black and blue i got many scars to match these wounds n is it possibly to be so beautifully bruised? n i mean this pains a reminder, you were once always there n w your symphonic soul i swear you ****** cared  but even at your lowest high i want you n your corrupted mind.

n here dear ive gathered a couple questions id really like to share you dont gotta answer no you dont even have to care but baby do you think of me now and then like i think of you? i mean ive had quite a few drinks n its aboutta quarter till 2 but you see my altered brain doesnt change my subconscious truth because at the end of each day my heart keeps beating for you. but youll ash me off , again and again , no worries though i know im nothing to sweat and im just waitin for the day ill wake without you inside my head. but you know truth be told thats not how this hear works ill look into those eyes again and revisit all my hurt. n im inconclusive of which evil is worse.

people tell me each n everyday not to let this world make me small but im only 5'1 yo i was never really tall n ya'll can keep on talkin **** on my style cause your words cant steal my smile. but im always questionin how much more can i even take daddys sick of seeing tears fall off this pretty face. iv been rollin on my own feelin so out of place i got so many fears im so unsure of my fait this future image isn clear n im sorry i cant be who i was past years. im changin yeah ***** a changin so are the dreams so are the demons i know ive grown cold but ive got my ****** reasons. this ***** gotten old my filthy conscious is a constant bleedin but i guess i must accept whats been placed upon my plate you were just another phony who couldnt relate n i guess thats your luck n my ****** mistake.

it was a foolish thing but quite beautiful too. those last words left a sting yeah im pretty bruised n now im hopin that this melody will relieve some pain inside the wounds because its a tragic thing a tragedy thats what i can conclude, thats why i smoke **** so i can be elude fill these lungs with smoke hopin highs will get me through hoping somehow i can cope rolla doobie maybe 2 laugh cause lifes a ****** joke i hung my neck inside a noose. maybe ill jus ****** choke ive been pullin on them ropes. n now im spittin fire so hot haydes jottin notes i got the devil askin for tips, baby ima make it n im gonna make it big. but they tellin me to start but idk where to begin.

so many bad moments followed by worse emotions when will it end? im hightenin the doses cause **** ive given it.  just walkin thro the motions less alive n mostly dead. doors just keep on closin im hungup with my regrets n these demons wont let me forget bad intentions, their why i havent slept. countless broken promises i can never mend thats why i do what i do so i can feel closer to death.
n now youve all been askin whats up inside my head, well your not gonna like the answer your about to get. evils on my ****** conscious. its clutterin my brain that must be the reason im so inmuthafuckinsane. always ****** w bad **** n even worse people stuck inside a trip soaked in all the evils but everything i spit is venomous that ****** lethal n even if i overdose ima cop a sequal cause im so invincible tearin up traditional principals
yaaa im so ******* illll hopefully ya'll catch this sickness
so busy making some bills
honey moneys on my wishlist
and homies know this
i always gotta sack of that purple potent
n now im on a mission lookin for that purple potion
put my mind ina wavy motion im a constant floatin.
n now my parents are makin a commotion

cierra baby just get off the ****** drugs
sorry mom im crazy yeah im really ******* nuts.
this mind is fully corrupt. the world ****** it like a ****.

I can’t understand a word that comes out of your mouth.
I won’t even take the time to figure you out.

All there’s story’s you make up what’s that chapter about? Why you go to lie every time you open your mouth.

The truth always comes out that’s what a friend is all about.
Not the lie’s or the things that you always talking about.

Remember the story about the boy who cried Wolf? Well he aint crying no more he’s been taken away by the wolf.

All you seem to do is dig  yourself a bigger and darker hole.
Whether you like it or not I think you should be told.

Playing with people’s emotions like you on a Rolla Costa. Every time that you seem to speak and the lies you trying to teach you need to go to confession and tell the priest what you did.

That every time you open your mouth. You always lie through your teeth, one day you will get up and start to tell the Truth”

By the time that day comes I would have finished writing this poem for you.

Jidos Reality 20.9.11

I thought I was a rock'n'rolla.
But they were only in it for the dollar.
Keep singing about nothing, nothing to say.
Keep talking about not talking, talk-talking away.

Keep reminding us all of the scorching gore in the chests.
About being the best, be the first to pull the trigger.
About that thing getting bigger and bigger.

Nobody is going to stop you.
Until the rope reaches the ankle.
We all have to go there, at the end of the line.
Then today's pleasures will be yesterday's memories.
Empty trophies; reaching towards a mirage.
Tell me, is there anything there?
What could that be...

Maybe its tomorrow.
Maybe it was today.
Either way:

There are some consequences that never go away.

Convengo de cualquier modo.
No son raras hoy las víctimas,
y es preciso, en el mercado
donde todo se cotiza,

que se derrame y se busque
el material de la orgía...
Pero una madre, ¡una madre!
a su hija, Dios santo, ¡a su hija!
¡Oh, Alfredo de Musset! Dime si Rolla
regateó con el diablo la tarifa,
o con la madre monstruo tiró dados
sobre el desnudo cuerpo de la niña.

Coca Cola
Rock n' Rolla
      NOLA

Hunan vegetable
Coca Cola

Paul Mcartney
Rock n' Rolla

Elle King
Exes and Ohs

Barefoot boy
Sand in his toes

C.D.'s Nose!
(Roxanne knows)

Just daily life
Lonely. Ordinary.
Tired. Exoplanets.
Motion, Mother Mary

Two hard shell tacos
One Coca Cola
Post a little on Facebook
Movies, rock n rolla

I drift, I drift along
See my son tomorrow
Sing a Springsteen song

                   Youngstown!