Never felt like I had room to complain all I do is ingest the intensity of strain. What does a well manner heart matter at one moments notice I continued to drown my self in smoke and lost all focus. I don't except to be rewarded at all cause misfortune is my only companion deep inside the misery which is me so after all the explanations are said and done I fell beneath the ground reaching different levels of hell now all I see is smoke and fire before me.
They can all witness the evil I speak of but truly ignore the kind nature I posses that I try to display even throughout all the stress. All Individuals will only take heed to what they feel is imperative to them erasing all the recored memories within the film.
It becomes more of a struggle to make things ever so clear, deep down inside I see the lost souls eternally shedding tears. Desiring a free mind and spirit praying that one day I will be able to become one with peace. I shouldn't have fought so wild my sick intentions produces evil smiles cause I feel the snakes creeping within feeding off my frustration. When I became further educated at last I was able to break free from all the darkness that cloud my mind.
They will never comprehend my nature to afraid to embrace the truths I sought for every since I was put on this hellish earth. I let them continue to be blinded by my hatred. When all is done and I can finally rest no more obscene agony will be embedded in my chest all these shackles I'll have the strength to break them and laugh with elation.
Its likes I'm awaiting for the devil to open its door will I be misconstrued beating to a bloody mass cause of the skin color I posses. Will I have to embrace fatal shots to the face and neck because this world isn't for someone of the likes of me of royal african descent. Am I too paranoid or any different from the merciless fatalities that come about through the evil minds of corrupt leaders and vicious law enforcements. Bullets travel through the flesh of innocent men but how am I wrong if I inflict violence on those hearts of men that wanted to introduce me to sin..
This is the painful reality people chose to ignore so I soar beyond their close minded thoughts. Even though I was suppose to be condition with their desired manuscript I burned it with the fire of the devils they summoned to encrypt my scared ancestry.
May the heavens above bless me in a righteous way cause there is no telling if I will make it to the next day with all the insanity of men,the disloyalty of women, the corruption of children. With all the adversity invested so many people try to live their lives and remain true to their traditions using the power of reminiscing to carry them through, with a never dying incentive and yet have to be aware of their souls being put in submission.
Showing posts with label Anguish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Anguish. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Monday, April 21, 2014
Beauty Knows Pain Very Well.
My tears show the significance in the struggle, the sorrow
which was destined to me through the reign of anguish. The spilled blood shows the devotion to become the outspoken to uplift and shine vividly like the brightest of diamonds amongst the farthest galaxies and horizons.
I was about one when I witnessed my mothers murder did not visualize it as being imprecise father told me mother has gone to visit extended family that lived in the afterlife, how very foolish of me to believe this statement......mothers soul grew within me. Fatal visions of the stabbings shattered me I grew with mystification , aggravation and desolation.
As time goes by my father starts to realize a very similar vision of my mother the beautiful radiance she would display caught his attention as I am looked upon with sinister stares.
For I'm only thirteen trying to make peace with my self after the younger molestations. I don't know what to make of this so it continues no one to hear my plea crying praying to the creator to stop the raping.
I feel my mother still alive in me even though the murderer stands in front of me on a regular basis now can you truly see why I have fueled so much rage it gave birth to a vindictive behavior.
Depiction of the Entity:
These voices tell me that they see so much more in me, I was told that I can't imagine my worth I know for I am a priceless soul, driven in to the hurt. Such potential they see, never knowing of these ugly secrets hiding lacerations and scars from my always caring teachers. To ashamed to tell my comrades truly didn't know what to make of this so I was silent on the topic built an enormous anguish. I began to remember the tears and violent screams, it tortured my soul I could not cope.
Am I foolish for not speaking out the embarrassment is enough I pray beyond the stars that the creator takes me away but mothers lives within me so I know my destiny is to seek retribution for that devil committed sins and I will bring all of the fury and destruction to a end.
Mothers Entity:
I wish you would find it in your self to find some self respect find a means to live correct. Although this fight seem hopeless I march forth to glow and show you more then what you have been introduced to.
Mothers Entity:
It's a path of sorrow filled dreams I guess in the end you wish to not be treated as a queen cause thats what I see in my eyes at the same time I know your lost ,has me questioning myself why do I even try. I know love has not been a ally towards you but all is fair they say in something that represent so much beauty but can produce a never dying agony inside, is this really a hearts confessions to the inner self you know the answer to that question. Even though I know this is part of a growth process I pray that you come to your senses and realize that you are destined to blossom when the rain falls from the sky.
The situation makes me feel weary can't help but to not want to drop tears cause the fear of just trying to escape from a lust driven father that has two sides is crushing. A painful secret I can no longer bear, in my sleep I would carve sharp instruments hide them all around I could not figure the meaning of this dream.
which was destined to me through the reign of anguish. The spilled blood shows the devotion to become the outspoken to uplift and shine vividly like the brightest of diamonds amongst the farthest galaxies and horizons.
I was about one when I witnessed my mothers murder did not visualize it as being imprecise father told me mother has gone to visit extended family that lived in the afterlife, how very foolish of me to believe this statement......mothers soul grew within me. Fatal visions of the stabbings shattered me I grew with mystification , aggravation and desolation.
As time goes by my father starts to realize a very similar vision of my mother the beautiful radiance she would display caught his attention as I am looked upon with sinister stares.
For I'm only thirteen trying to make peace with my self after the younger molestations. I don't know what to make of this so it continues no one to hear my plea crying praying to the creator to stop the raping.
I feel my mother still alive in me even though the murderer stands in front of me on a regular basis now can you truly see why I have fueled so much rage it gave birth to a vindictive behavior.
Depiction of the Entity:
These voices tell me that they see so much more in me, I was told that I can't imagine my worth I know for I am a priceless soul, driven in to the hurt. Such potential they see, never knowing of these ugly secrets hiding lacerations and scars from my always caring teachers. To ashamed to tell my comrades truly didn't know what to make of this so I was silent on the topic built an enormous anguish. I began to remember the tears and violent screams, it tortured my soul I could not cope.
Am I foolish for not speaking out the embarrassment is enough I pray beyond the stars that the creator takes me away but mothers lives within me so I know my destiny is to seek retribution for that devil committed sins and I will bring all of the fury and destruction to a end.
Mothers Entity:
I wish you would find it in your self to find some self respect find a means to live correct. Although this fight seem hopeless I march forth to glow and show you more then what you have been introduced to.
Mothers Entity:
It's a path of sorrow filled dreams I guess in the end you wish to not be treated as a queen cause thats what I see in my eyes at the same time I know your lost ,has me questioning myself why do I even try. I know love has not been a ally towards you but all is fair they say in something that represent so much beauty but can produce a never dying agony inside, is this really a hearts confessions to the inner self you know the answer to that question. Even though I know this is part of a growth process I pray that you come to your senses and realize that you are destined to blossom when the rain falls from the sky.
The situation makes me feel weary can't help but to not want to drop tears cause the fear of just trying to escape from a lust driven father that has two sides is crushing. A painful secret I can no longer bear, in my sleep I would carve sharp instruments hide them all around I could not figure the meaning of this dream.
To realize my own confusion this vision was all my reality for the possession overwhelmed me. I felt the strength of my mother flow through my veins as it felt like a chilling air embedded it's self in my skin, as we were reunited as one being. I remained motionless and my mind continued to sleep eyes wide open burning with a murderous passion glowing with a sight of dancing fire.
Blood boiling from the invested anger I felt my heart was beating ten times faster then normal. I was all conscious of this happening but my mind was controlled by memories so I was present for the thoughts of my mother the sincere and true aspects of the times we shared. The same time that I was reminiscing it felt as though I was having a nightmare and a pleasant dream at once.
When I awoke from my sleep the next morning it appeared that my father wasn't home. I felt a sense of elation as I continued to get ready for the day. Then suddenly a powerful force grasp on my heart and literally a massive sharp pain entered my chest as I looked in the mirror my eyes begin to glow with fire. I begin to hear my mothers voice within my mind once again I whispered in a light violent tone under my breath "So destines finally become one".
My father then entered the room looking at my eyes glow with such a striking fear and confusion for he doesn't know about the connection that mother and I have. He was so educed by his cravings for heroine he didn't think to care. All of the sharpened objects that I carved telekinetically appeared before me for know I understand that I can control my mind with far more control.
Laughing in a demonic tone. I sensed the chills that made my fathers spine quiver he remain stuck in a trance envisioning me as my mother no words left his mouth as he was immersed in a trance.
Mothers Entity:
My love I know it wasn't your fault this seems to be a fatal mistake I can forgive you for I know your heart was filled with hate.
As my mother consoled him in a forgiven manner because in my fathers eyes this was all in reality he wasn't even conscious of the fact that I was standing before him.
Mothers Entity:
Why don't you resurrect me with this one kiss and soon you will no longer be ignorant to the true love I had for you and our daughter. When I arise we can restore our family values for a better tomorrow.
Truly being mislead by something that felt and appeared so authentic he seen the reflections of my mother through me and was enticed by her voice that he remained blind to see the vindictive nature of my mother only wanting to protect me.
As my father approached me these sharp objects I constructed crept closer and closer the next thing I witnessed was a powerful impact of wind forcing these objects to penetrate through my fathers skin a gruesome fatality before me, as I witnessed blood fill the air writing its mark against the walls my mothers spirit hovered above his bodied and suddenly fire appeared sinking his corpse through the walls and he was never to be seen again that night.
I woke up in pure fright not even aware of the fact that I was sleep my beloved aunts surrounded me I begin to cry because I no longer felt the presence of my mother within. Knowing she was before me in a heavenly nature and yet I felt another side of her that was a complete stranger. Everything continued to be so gloomy I am so confused by this present state. Awakening from this dream seemed to be a deadly fate as blood stained the walls from my fathers forty five magnum witnessing ammunition shells near my pillow case.
I woke up to the suicide of my father at least thats what the authorities told me but I don't believe that they are aware of what I have seen in my sleep how could I not wake up by the sound of a gunshot this can't be. Although I see my fathers corpse before me I'm shaken in terror I know where his souls true destination beholds beneath the concrete. There are no sight of the sharp objects I have been carving to protect my self. This matter is very unusual, as my aunts try to console me within I can't find a means to be comfortable in my own skin. Was this possession and why was this the fatal end? I see my mother momentarily seeming alive and well I just stare off not aware of my aunts and the authorities attempts to get my attention.
My aunts excuse my silence to the authorities they figured they would let me be to cope with the pain of awakening to the suicide of my father.
Mothers Entity: (Echoing Voice)
Beloved Daughter of mine, I apologies to connect through your spirit so I know deep inside you where petrified so I could no longer let you suffer I sold my soul to become corrupted. One day we will be reunited in the heavens. Now that I know you have a second chance at life I can finally rest in peace ,I cannot express the sorrow I feel not being able to hold you close and with all the compassion in my heart it pains me that I have to leave you before I got to actually see you grow.
Through all of this I suddenly disappear it felt as if I was in a different realm. I herd the screams of my aunts but I could only notice the reflections of the sun hitting my eyes. After these words were spoken to me I reappeared fully knowledgeable of what just happen. I was approached by both of my aunts baffled in confusion cause I believe they to herd the voice of their sister as I disappeared. The authorities down stairs shook up by my aunts screams came to the aid.
I began to look at my aunts signaling them not to say a word for they would think we are truly foolish if we expressed all that happen in these minutes that have passed. My aunts both explained that it was them still delusional for my sake they though nothing more off it and continued to investigate.
I feel more comfortable now that my mother has spoken to us in spirit but I think this is only the beginning but no longer do I fear this power I embrace it I knew pain very well the beauty of it was that I was blessed to escape it....
Laughing in a demonic tone. I sensed the chills that made my fathers spine quiver he remain stuck in a trance envisioning me as my mother no words left his mouth as he was immersed in a trance.
Mothers Entity:
My love I know it wasn't your fault this seems to be a fatal mistake I can forgive you for I know your heart was filled with hate.
As my mother consoled him in a forgiven manner because in my fathers eyes this was all in reality he wasn't even conscious of the fact that I was standing before him.
Mothers Entity:
Why don't you resurrect me with this one kiss and soon you will no longer be ignorant to the true love I had for you and our daughter. When I arise we can restore our family values for a better tomorrow.
Truly being mislead by something that felt and appeared so authentic he seen the reflections of my mother through me and was enticed by her voice that he remained blind to see the vindictive nature of my mother only wanting to protect me.
As my father approached me these sharp objects I constructed crept closer and closer the next thing I witnessed was a powerful impact of wind forcing these objects to penetrate through my fathers skin a gruesome fatality before me, as I witnessed blood fill the air writing its mark against the walls my mothers spirit hovered above his bodied and suddenly fire appeared sinking his corpse through the walls and he was never to be seen again that night.
I woke up in pure fright not even aware of the fact that I was sleep my beloved aunts surrounded me I begin to cry because I no longer felt the presence of my mother within. Knowing she was before me in a heavenly nature and yet I felt another side of her that was a complete stranger. Everything continued to be so gloomy I am so confused by this present state. Awakening from this dream seemed to be a deadly fate as blood stained the walls from my fathers forty five magnum witnessing ammunition shells near my pillow case.
I woke up to the suicide of my father at least thats what the authorities told me but I don't believe that they are aware of what I have seen in my sleep how could I not wake up by the sound of a gunshot this can't be. Although I see my fathers corpse before me I'm shaken in terror I know where his souls true destination beholds beneath the concrete. There are no sight of the sharp objects I have been carving to protect my self. This matter is very unusual, as my aunts try to console me within I can't find a means to be comfortable in my own skin. Was this possession and why was this the fatal end? I see my mother momentarily seeming alive and well I just stare off not aware of my aunts and the authorities attempts to get my attention.
My aunts excuse my silence to the authorities they figured they would let me be to cope with the pain of awakening to the suicide of my father.
Mothers Entity: (Echoing Voice)
Beloved Daughter of mine, I apologies to connect through your spirit so I know deep inside you where petrified so I could no longer let you suffer I sold my soul to become corrupted. One day we will be reunited in the heavens. Now that I know you have a second chance at life I can finally rest in peace ,I cannot express the sorrow I feel not being able to hold you close and with all the compassion in my heart it pains me that I have to leave you before I got to actually see you grow.
Through all of this I suddenly disappear it felt as if I was in a different realm. I herd the screams of my aunts but I could only notice the reflections of the sun hitting my eyes. After these words were spoken to me I reappeared fully knowledgeable of what just happen. I was approached by both of my aunts baffled in confusion cause I believe they to herd the voice of their sister as I disappeared. The authorities down stairs shook up by my aunts screams came to the aid.
I began to look at my aunts signaling them not to say a word for they would think we are truly foolish if we expressed all that happen in these minutes that have passed. My aunts both explained that it was them still delusional for my sake they though nothing more off it and continued to investigate.
I feel more comfortable now that my mother has spoken to us in spirit but I think this is only the beginning but no longer do I fear this power I embrace it I knew pain very well the beauty of it was that I was blessed to escape it....
Saturday, April 19, 2014
In These Lifestyles (Times Of The Reckless&Endangered).
I can't remain true to myself knowing inside that I put on a smile to keep away from the questions. Only a chosen few really are sincere with concern it's all about money in this life of fake smiles, forced laughter and disloyalties as the pages of life continue to turn. Maybe in time all that I prayed for will become clear forcing my willpower through the confusion. I'm not asking to be forgiven cause deep inside my soul I know my actions where fallacious but to be understood struggling to make a means of the tribulations I go through.
Who would ever though I would gain control from those dark intentions that circle my mind searching for answers through my divine rhymes. I wasn't blind just could care less about the next tomorrow fed up with starving but yet I continue with begging and borrowing.
The aggression builds with no outlet to release the evil piercing my very soul so I can only reflect on being cruel and cold. My attempts to restore my faith with the angels above has died suspend in hard times as I linger through the darkness praying to see a escape at the end of the lifestream. Lost in my passion with no positive thoughts to produce when the spirit is enraged seeking for a moment to be sedate and then still my blood boils and my heart quakes.
Who really knows what the future holds where young men and women turn heartless in these hardships left to battle with the inner self. Now more then ever I know that all is lost so I'm weary of people telling me to find hope within the cross. The miscommunication has been modified for the opulent to seek a bright circumstances while those that know suffering very well cope with the endless misfortune living in situations to take care feeding off their lavish dreams forever in a quest to find that never dying devotion.
Continuously in a state of animosity feeling the detrimental rage cause honestly I don't know where else to go so I hope with these poems I construct inspiration flows for generations to come through these scriptures. Let it be know to the creator if I'm herd cause I'm aware of your presence I'm just undecided on which way I should go cause each passing day more sinister thoughts absorb my mind frame in the end I'm the only one to blame. Freedom is what I strive for in its purest state and from never to be mislead by delusional antics living my life in vain.
To evade these paths of corruption indulging in wicked games got my body embedded in flames then a rush overwhelmed my spirit once more being introduced by hatred frustration became. I know I will only be labeled as insane cause of my belligerent nature but living in these times its either do or die or prepare to fry to never be aligned.
Happiness is only a vibrant addition of desolation so I exist with a emotionless passion. Always being aware of my surroundings until the time I am reunited with my royalty where the only motive is to achieve traditional greatness to be a consistent projection of all those that continued to display all levels of intense hostility I guess I will never be truly free until I rest in peace.
Who would ever though I would gain control from those dark intentions that circle my mind searching for answers through my divine rhymes. I wasn't blind just could care less about the next tomorrow fed up with starving but yet I continue with begging and borrowing.
The aggression builds with no outlet to release the evil piercing my very soul so I can only reflect on being cruel and cold. My attempts to restore my faith with the angels above has died suspend in hard times as I linger through the darkness praying to see a escape at the end of the lifestream. Lost in my passion with no positive thoughts to produce when the spirit is enraged seeking for a moment to be sedate and then still my blood boils and my heart quakes.
Who really knows what the future holds where young men and women turn heartless in these hardships left to battle with the inner self. Now more then ever I know that all is lost so I'm weary of people telling me to find hope within the cross. The miscommunication has been modified for the opulent to seek a bright circumstances while those that know suffering very well cope with the endless misfortune living in situations to take care feeding off their lavish dreams forever in a quest to find that never dying devotion.
Continuously in a state of animosity feeling the detrimental rage cause honestly I don't know where else to go so I hope with these poems I construct inspiration flows for generations to come through these scriptures. Let it be know to the creator if I'm herd cause I'm aware of your presence I'm just undecided on which way I should go cause each passing day more sinister thoughts absorb my mind frame in the end I'm the only one to blame. Freedom is what I strive for in its purest state and from never to be mislead by delusional antics living my life in vain.
To evade these paths of corruption indulging in wicked games got my body embedded in flames then a rush overwhelmed my spirit once more being introduced by hatred frustration became. I know I will only be labeled as insane cause of my belligerent nature but living in these times its either do or die or prepare to fry to never be aligned.
Happiness is only a vibrant addition of desolation so I exist with a emotionless passion. Always being aware of my surroundings until the time I am reunited with my royalty where the only motive is to achieve traditional greatness to be a consistent projection of all those that continued to display all levels of intense hostility I guess I will never be truly free until I rest in peace.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
Seeing Through A Souls Reflections...
When the smoke clears my eyes still remain with the burning agony from the frustration and tears. Struggling to find a means to survive being haunted for the mistakes that won't let me rest in the rain. I had pure ambition to embrace wealth in enormous amounts not knowing how I was going to obtain that lavish life.Had to wake up and embrace reality and do away with childish dreams cause the reality is Im in a losing battle trying not to be a extreme fatality.
Keeping afloat with so many devilish intentions within pondering on the fact if I have to commit to sin.My sister in my heart telling to me fight violently against the temptations of being weak. While my mother steady in my mind guiding me through the aggression. I feel my destiny is a overwhelming darkness cause I was once blinded by uneducated fools, I just want to go astray. My father pulling me from detrimental situations when hell came to write off my death certificate he replaced his replaced my name with his upon the contract. So Im truly grateful, so I struggle in my attempts to find a beautiful way to compensate my loves ones back..
No drive to be political cause the color of my skin doesn't shape well with society and everyday I have to find different ways to calm the ferocity face to face with the individuals with two faces changing places seeking to feed off my hatred. I feel the firm grasp of lucifer upon my soul. When I speak of the devil I'm not referring to this man made creation brought forth throughout generations to control a people with frivolous uncensored lies.
And then when my faith is depleted what other outlet can I approach trying to seek a place where my mental can be clear. A moment to destroy all my fears for I have longed for silence as I'm surrounded by stares cause I have become so cold within what do they except when your living in a life where every where you turn misfortune is awaking always on time and never in a moments rest.
Keeping afloat with so many devilish intentions within pondering on the fact if I have to commit to sin.My sister in my heart telling to me fight violently against the temptations of being weak. While my mother steady in my mind guiding me through the aggression. I feel my destiny is a overwhelming darkness cause I was once blinded by uneducated fools, I just want to go astray. My father pulling me from detrimental situations when hell came to write off my death certificate he replaced his replaced my name with his upon the contract. So Im truly grateful, so I struggle in my attempts to find a beautiful way to compensate my loves ones back..
No drive to be political cause the color of my skin doesn't shape well with society and everyday I have to find different ways to calm the ferocity face to face with the individuals with two faces changing places seeking to feed off my hatred. I feel the firm grasp of lucifer upon my soul. When I speak of the devil I'm not referring to this man made creation brought forth throughout generations to control a people with frivolous uncensored lies.
And then when my faith is depleted what other outlet can I approach trying to seek a place where my mental can be clear. A moment to destroy all my fears for I have longed for silence as I'm surrounded by stares cause I have become so cold within what do they except when your living in a life where every where you turn misfortune is awaking always on time and never in a moments rest.
Monday, July 11, 2011
MY WORLDLY REFLECTIONS
The stress continues to cloud my mind I feel my patiences withering away every passing moment. I hate the fact that my soul can't control this fear cause I truly see the horror in my eyes when in the mirror. I'm steady in speculation of what my next error will be so I can quickly remove it and go forth on this journey of hatred and agony. The smoke I inhale engulfs my lungs and I commence a mental battle making all my sorrow perish within in the fires of my motivation. The motivation that keeps me alive, what a description to convey that this is my heart fighting the relentless trenches the world displays.
Cursed writings I construct learning to never fall in the foolish mind state of love because the though will only bring forth madness there is only spiritual awareness, brief admiration and personality classes. I have had it I can't no longer invision the rapture I pray to the most high to keep me in contact with my tactics as I research to escape the massess. I close my eyes and in sight are swords clashing between righteousness and evil. What is to come of all this? The crave grows stronger within I purse a life of sin to survive it has become more of a struggle to hold on to faith and posses pride. Now as you can see it has become harder for two souls to relate cause deception came in the picture turning warm hearts to cold emotions only to drown in their conditioned thoughts of commotion.
Merely going astray from the clutches of ruthless demons, their wicked hearts glow with a never dying sinister passion. Overwhelming intentions producing nothing but grief. I clear my mind to march forward to a new beginning to analyze the poisons.
I ask you when you read this am I truly insane? or do I make things clear to you throughout these meditation methods I hope to be of assistance defeating the trials of every day lifestyles of trifle encounters so that warriors male or female reach progression.
Is it really a horrid transition to reamin true and break the fatal self destruction connections? The nightmares are vivid and there is no hope to unleash a fury to destroy them if the faith is alone to conflict with the hardships.
My eyes bleeding from the murders and yet I'm going deaf from the screaming of the planet being raped of all its natural resources. The sickness growing at a epidemic rate the cause being the molestation and poverty not having any nutrition to survive these are the real life situations that are ignored on a regular basis. So now am I justified to have hatred or to have a broken heart with a military mind state, being a witness of hellish escapades. Grasping on to my morals keeping me wise forever comprehending the crave which is truly explained as the greed unlocking the corruption in a haste. My world reflections what is to come of the human race???
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Gangsters Glory- Heartless Young Souls Living In Hell.
Is it truly all worth it, the power and the non-stop incoming wealth.
Do you ever cease to think of the harm you bring forth to the community. Was it all worth it? To serve the soulless individuals poison to make whats left of their already dying spirit decay. I guess the question all boils down to if we are suppose to battle these demons within, blind to our own traditional greatness due to the environment we were born in.
The nightmares of violence taken place I ponder on the fact of how I made it through the storm as a new born, heat-broken with no other solution but to make something of the hell I am living throughout.
Watching those I hunt currency with drop frozen from the penetration of bullets entering their skin and the sight of the blood making me sick and paranoid not only that the revenge making me evil but it was to late for I was already trapped in the mirror of sin and I am the reflection so its a must I keep my protection. I'm only twelve living so reckless snatching up souls cause I am cold but fast in motion when my hand is on the trigger it's death I deliver the sound of metal ripping through flesh and bone making me quiver.
Started my trouble at a young age father not around mother was a addict and a prostitute. I pray amongst the stars wishing that I could fly away. The harsh reality is the brutality I was introduced to, I was fed up with being hungry suffering from pains cause I had no substance to keep me strong. Yet I still move on, I still move on wishing for a treasure a way out of these hellish predicaments.
Never will I go back to being consider homeless stuck in poverty crying losing my mind from the gunshots the dirt I keep concealed in my heart will eventually devour me. So I know that when I go I have to rest in peace I ment no harm, so I just know my guardian angels have to rescue me.
The nights of sleeping outside the stuggles I had to overcome just to make sure I ate at night. What is my title a lost angel with magnificent intentions I write rhymes to keep from loading the clip in . The streets birth me so I sell product cause I am a product with no life long guaranteed expectancy so when the gunfire lays me down to sleep I pray for the most high to forever hold my soul in peace.
I have no heart I can't hesitate to let my guns spark seeing mother overdose off the heroin drove me crazy all I see is death for what has given me life is no longer with breath even though thy mother wasn't the best she was all I had to reach and connect with longing for her attention and affection lost with no sense of direction.
So think first before you embrace the world of so called gangster glory because if I was in your shoes with a roof over my head with a consistent place to sleep and a mother and father supporting me, I wouldn't be in this mess looking over my dead body in the heavens.
So take heed live your life with true excellence if the opportunities are vivid and clear paint this picture with the passion from your heart or whats left of your happiness for all of us have struggles cause this life of money,drugs and corruption is a definite way to be in a calm state breathless....
The ending of my chapter.
Do you ever cease to think of the harm you bring forth to the community. Was it all worth it? To serve the soulless individuals poison to make whats left of their already dying spirit decay. I guess the question all boils down to if we are suppose to battle these demons within, blind to our own traditional greatness due to the environment we were born in.
The nightmares of violence taken place I ponder on the fact of how I made it through the storm as a new born, heat-broken with no other solution but to make something of the hell I am living throughout.
Watching those I hunt currency with drop frozen from the penetration of bullets entering their skin and the sight of the blood making me sick and paranoid not only that the revenge making me evil but it was to late for I was already trapped in the mirror of sin and I am the reflection so its a must I keep my protection. I'm only twelve living so reckless snatching up souls cause I am cold but fast in motion when my hand is on the trigger it's death I deliver the sound of metal ripping through flesh and bone making me quiver.
Started my trouble at a young age father not around mother was a addict and a prostitute. I pray amongst the stars wishing that I could fly away. The harsh reality is the brutality I was introduced to, I was fed up with being hungry suffering from pains cause I had no substance to keep me strong. Yet I still move on, I still move on wishing for a treasure a way out of these hellish predicaments.
Never will I go back to being consider homeless stuck in poverty crying losing my mind from the gunshots the dirt I keep concealed in my heart will eventually devour me. So I know that when I go I have to rest in peace I ment no harm, so I just know my guardian angels have to rescue me.
The nights of sleeping outside the stuggles I had to overcome just to make sure I ate at night. What is my title a lost angel with magnificent intentions I write rhymes to keep from loading the clip in . The streets birth me so I sell product cause I am a product with no life long guaranteed expectancy so when the gunfire lays me down to sleep I pray for the most high to forever hold my soul in peace.
I have no heart I can't hesitate to let my guns spark seeing mother overdose off the heroin drove me crazy all I see is death for what has given me life is no longer with breath even though thy mother wasn't the best she was all I had to reach and connect with longing for her attention and affection lost with no sense of direction.
So think first before you embrace the world of so called gangster glory because if I was in your shoes with a roof over my head with a consistent place to sleep and a mother and father supporting me, I wouldn't be in this mess looking over my dead body in the heavens.
So take heed live your life with true excellence if the opportunities are vivid and clear paint this picture with the passion from your heart or whats left of your happiness for all of us have struggles cause this life of money,drugs and corruption is a definite way to be in a calm state breathless....
The ending of my chapter.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Worthless Nothingness
Felt so precious little did I know that I would want to feel like killing my very own will. I escape the maddness,hatching within me noises of my favorite songs keeping me motivated I hate the taste of betrayal heart bursting with pain clutching my chest from the smoke I inhale, feeling myself get closer to hell,eyes filled with sorrow I spit my deadly words of destruction wishing to unleash my demons clawing my insides screaming violently to come out. All I have is my family and if I lose them I will be a heartless zombie,with all to gain is revenge towards my adviasries wishing for all you disciples to feel my deadly wrath one day I will be missed when I'm gone, for good I'm sick cause I anticipate that day where I will be able to fly freely in the sky soaring above my trails and tribulations. Trying to deeply figure out my exsistance I pray to get past the agony I feel,understanding that there is no happiness and anguish is the only outcome so prince of darkness here I come, ready and willing to fight and battle to the death the evil that swallows me whole and desires full control.
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