Tragic

A molested child seldom a bright future always livin in the past,hard to get past the emotions that always last.Heard it seen it always thought they did not mean it,couldn't believe it shall always grieve it at last I've finally seen this, I had no time, it never entered my mind ,I only thought to be kind ,obviously I was born to be blind,thats the way I've always carried on, this will never be a song,I shall always long for this crushing emotion to be gone.

Per chance

when things get weird they get fuckin weird .why when and yet how I dont know cant let go will survive somehow ,nick of time run out of rhyme,tragedy just a bad luck moment away,got lucky or didn't get unlucky hopefully good fortune is here to stay.

Relax

Hillbilly Willy went a fishin today,not a care in the world,he went the usual way.Air was warm grass was a greenin.It is the first day of the new fish catchin season.He didn't have no dope,thou there weren't no harm in a little smoke.And of his daddy,he seldom spoke,and if he did he'd be just a dreamin,knew he would not approve,thou he never asked before any move.And lord knows its to late now,anyhow,cause daddy is yesterdays news.On down,on down he done gone ,thinkin little as he moved along weren't no reason to, not a care in the world,not a care in the world.

thank you

Happy birthday to me ,gonna drink till I can;t see,gonna take a wicked pee, stumble bum drunk I'm gonna be so happy birthday to me...

road trip

Today we ride ,this shall release the demons we keep inside,no need for worries,no need for pride for again I tell you today we ride...

guess

It was something you once said to me ,that you will always say to me...

birthday blues

Been so many places,seen so many faces,been amazed,been amused.but fun was not always an invited guest...

Whatever

Give it a go give it your best shot she may say yes ,or she may not

strife

shall ride,will be free freedom is my strict policy,fight to be free or simply choose for all that freedom is a state of mind you fight to never lose,so be free jon me today this is the way free your mind let it go free your mind the soul will follow

Try Try

First base, second base then strike out ,whiff ,fan thats where it began,skull,dub it then ended with a thud,now hold my hand I'll bury my head in the sand this surely is not my final stand 'if this to I can withstand surely life has not met all my demands I shall make more thats what fighting is for surely for sure

remains

Whilst seeking freedom he became his own slave such tragic guilt he wore to his grave

now

suddenly and with little warning amazement and and intrigue wanes to a new low

nose picker

Everybody knows you pick you nose cause the evidence shows on the wall on the ground you leave that mucus debris all around,go ahead deny it you used to eat it you liked to deep fry it...sorry sober rhymes are the worst

tried

how are you please tell me you know i care insult you,never I would not ever dare,fear of losing you,yes of course,fear of confusing you,not likely,fear of bruising you,never gonna happen,me always over reactin, sometimes I just need a good bitch slappin,set me straight keep me in line add another vertebrae to my already weakened spine, tell me to dance, consider it done, kiss your ass hell get a mirror my lips are already there.I'm now just livin for you, its a privilege, I've already denounced cool .I love it ,it ain't cruel, I aint a fool ,its my decision, my incision to my soul, it makes me whole to live this role to hide in this hole and watch it all unfold. Scold me ,teach me hold me. Can you reach me?See me,grow old with me?Be with me then if all else fails ,free me, recede from me,complete me or delete me retreat from,me or just fuckin eat me...haha where the hell was that goin?

guess what

killin time doin time feelin fine wastin time aint no rhyme or reason springtime season nice luxury no drudgery don't nudge me just ain't the thing to do,not when I'm busy killin time.

c'mon

Go ahead its your turn.Write me some bullshit that I can print, then burn .Make me laugh try to make me think,waste my precious time ,let me use some ink,try to make that shit rhyme it ain't yet no crime,although sometimes it should be.So I'll say it once please.Put me at ease,dot your eye's cross your tees,or cross your eyes practice your tease....jeez.

mother nature

I can feel it coming on,a feeling not yet strong,but its coming,building up inside a feeling of excitement a moment of commitment then it starts to flow.I'm never at all sure which way it will go,a little ramble and overflowing scramble perhaps just another preamble,to my constitution,then a moment of confusion,pause then wait.let it flow,let it grow just let it go,then like a bird it takes flight suddenly theres shed a little light on the best way ,maybe to share some insight.The felinae is waiting to scream, to pounce to stand up and renounce, the past surely the present but never the future.She uses every ounce of strength left to hunt again.Its begun,her victim her prey her ancient ceremonial way,her claws dig in her jaws clamped on a helpless meal only to reveal she again has sealed the deal.She is victorious,time her only mother,death her only lover,she will only retreat slowly but she will never run away...

too much?

Another night of drinkin what the hell was I thinkin oh yea I wasn't really thinkin cause of course I was drinkin how many more times am I allowed to go out drinkin with the drinkin crowd a whole bunch I hope wheres my older buddy rich did his time run out I haven't seen him out and about are his days done hangin out just havin that fun I don't know I just don't know.

new then old

Peacefulnesses harmonious near total bliss ,it was the first kiss that I truly miss, spontaneous confusion that made me warm,total delusion,ignorance was freedom, curious excitement sweet enchantment pain free enlightenment,hopeful enticement, I will always admit that I do miss it.

love it

the whole world was handed to you did you ever look in your hand all the secrets where revealed to you did you ever understand all that is right nothing that is wrong on display for you so many things to make you strong but you paid no mine you gave no heed the future was just dangleing there and you without so much as a care now your disparate ,lonely and you think your the only lost human being caught up with some phony no privacy where is this thing going in my mind theres a rerun showing of my life of my strife a dedicated devotion of something that is right,I lost my style I was confused for a short while,I hit redial on the last number of the lost child but there was no answer apparently no one cared it left me lonely torn apart and scared,so now I hope and pray that that little no one had gotten up and gotten away.

dna

As I lay peacefully dreaming, somewhere I'm sure some poor soul is screaming.Today is ok for me I'm aware and thankful I'm presently free.A brass shark won't float,a sad dog don't gloat.a liar say they will but you know they won't.They don't have the will to,they will do nothing to excite you, enjoy what you may do,I will enjoy making do too.I love it,I don't show it, got to rise above it,won't survive below it.It will soon all be over before you know it, so don't step in it, go around use the last laugh you've found,be alert, get ready its nearly time to hunker down.Go ahead, enjoy this day its really quite ok, quite right be aware of the dark, embrace the light.

YOU

I adore your passion I appreciate your pain,so strong is your dedication, seemingly forever, your development quite clever,complex,insane .Style and passion is never out of fashion,your constant reflex to object and reject injustice, resistance to humane existence.A dedicated stance to assist those to weak to advance,till you arrived,there wasn't much chance.There wasn't much chance.

exchange

Her beauty will fade and your beauty will surrender to no one...

human

A unicorn in a Zebra uniform apparently was misinformed about a black tie affair

tryin to fly

The phoenix may rise no more,no cryin ,no pain there was no truth in what he was sayin' no fairness in the game he was playin' lost the way like the other day,wait I'm sure the phoenix shall rise once more.Up from the ashes up from the dusk, moving forward till gone, the power ,the speed ,the want and the need the unexplainable desire to succeed, heights of flight the presence of might,lofty anxieties, victim of society no hope for sobriety,still the phoenix may rise no more.Lost vision fabricated wisdom,whimsical delusion,master of confusion,gripping grasping searching for the everlasting,left standing shamelessly at the door,the phoenix may rise no more...