Oh, I'm lucky - am i ?
The canyon is so far between that I can't jump that far anymore
The echo of my voice lingers between jumps as i screeeeaaammm..
The screaming is from m inner soul and it just continues to sccccrreeeeeaaammm until no words are left.
Lately, I've been feeling a little under the weather, let's face it.. loony tunes.
  
I can't keep my anger in check and I appear a little ****** around the edges
.My dog keeps licking me, in an effort to make me relax a little.
It's cute how she knows m feelings and makes an actual effort to comfort me.
That is way more than any other person that I know actually does.
Her name is Harmony, for that reason alone, it makes sense.

Here comes the part that my boyfriend feels bad he isn't the dog.
I never wanted him to be the dog and never said, "hey bf--- can you act like the dog."
No, he is the boyfriend and in no way do I wnt him to be anything else.
He did telll me today that I should be happy that I woke up in the bed and not the street,
Which was comforting in  a way... absolutely... I mean what does a ****** like me deserve anyway.

**** that ****.  Are you kidding me?  What do you take me for? I'm not that bad off....
Lay someone else down in my tomb today to die,.. it's not going to be me.. so sorry to give you the bad news.
So call me ******, lame ***, and i will crawl up your *** to die (it won't be pretty)
Don't **** with something you don't understand.  I know you will never understand me.
What's it going to take to make you get it'?  Don't play with m emotions or I'll turn on you, in a hot second.

I'll make you wish you remembered the times that I tried so hard to please you.
I'll make you wish you were back with your mommy and daddy to protect you.
I'll cut out your tongue with my own and laugh as you try to beg me not to do it.
I'll close both of your eyes and burn you in your most sensitive spots with my cigarette.
That's what you deserve.  I should be lucky to wake up in my own bed?   *******.

Buried alive
In the projects
Called life..
My only ally is time
trust no one
because every one
consists of lies

it's all dark
All is black
death aims at me
Point blank
Ignorence is bliss
wishing I didn't know any of this
But I can feel it's presence
constantly... a desire.. a curiosity.

waiting for the occasional spark
maybe it's Death, taking a life
like a devouring shark..
naked in my grave
with only a scarred
leather book
and a quill with enough ink
to write a lifestory

So i'm writing my pages
my story that I want to tell
but with every spark of light
I can't telll.. these words
and sentences.. are strange to me..
I didn't write this..

Did somebody stole it?
Living the story I want to tell?
A story about a nice life
with good people
And a world that isn't Hell?

Hate surges up within me..
I quit writing, not a letter written
quill  smashed into the ground
another innocent victim..

My eyes open
conscience shattered
mind of a hunter
stalking it's prey
I'm going to steal a book
and give him my empty one..
A thief.

my life has been great my best friend who is my savior.
you have protected me when the world has be came a danerous place
we travel with only our note  as well with a change of clothes
you left me for a whole week with no no note
i have tried  calling you but u your voice mail said you have
i had to come out in the dangerious world
you finally got here back. you never said any thing you just gave me a blank steare.

i start tearing up cause i feel why ou are quiet
tell me you didnt sell your soul to the devil

hours go by when i start to cry i hope you we ok


he said to me he is dying
he said it was cancer that have arrested him in life
he told me he will stay with me till that day comes fi final day
i said why did you you not tell me you wernt okay
he said he didnt want to scare me
he told me he will show me how to survive in this internal hell.
my tear drops drown my words.
pls dont go i dont have the skills to trust my deal

i just cant telll you my broken broken self

you told me that some day we will meet again some day

your my only famiy i have been abandon
you wonnt be alone



i cant stop crying for every memories you and me made to the chapter book closing the end.



i know i have to be strong srong for you but im scared to be wondering the world alone .


i know that i am scared cause i have been abandoned.


i let my demons run wild the the dark street during the night like starting a wil fire



you have been my sworn protector


but you cant escape your life
you seem like your in pain

you told every thing will be okay even when my vary last day ill all wayd be with you.

i have lost the family that i had now your leaving me to a battel you cant survive
i dont know how to talk in society. you have tought me well.

i dont know where to go when you leave

i love you just hold on tight long enoth to learn to survive th worst of societys games

silence
over the call
what is the point of all of this?
i can try to mute it, but i know
that i am afraid i will miss something.
even though i know that i already am ---
even though i know that it's already too late.
i lost.
why not mute myself? since i am unwanted
since all i am is an aggravation
why not mute myself? since i am a nusiance
since all i am is an inconvenience

and yet no one will tell me the truth
please
just please
telll me that you don't want to
tell me that you don't want to talk to listen to be involved at all
just tell me
and i promise you i will
be gone.

I feel alone
Sitting round
Thinking about you
Wish I can telll
You how much
I miss you
I'm sorry
I want you
To know
I
Love
You....

Take a closer look like a fractal
He makes a design with the shatter when I’m fragile
Trying to telll them I’m not an angel
Disregard your approach while I’m working different angles
The world stabs me the pain stays but I’ll see how the reign goes
No shady pose
It’s just drops-how the rainy goes
Crazy flow-that’s not original
I opt for aboriginal
They say great I say minimal
Sorry for dismal
He says it is it goes