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 Creative Writing. Show all posts
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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.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Continuations
I was engulfed in the smoke I look upon the horizon, demonstrating my true devotion the visions are vivid in their depiction totally a presentation of personification. Knowing knowledge its' self brings forth determination my past birthing my present feeling the presence of the ancestors before me my traditional greatness has me in a state of elation.
All trails and tribulations mean nothing for the struggle only becomes harder, just living with these depressing predicaments mother nature situations has us contemplating will existences really make it to be know in these other dimensions unknown to our minds and eyes. I hear the cries of broken hearts the sorrow can no longer be described how can one correct the acts of genocide when it arise.
I froze still no motion to be displayed felt a overwhelming power filled with hatred and rage, then I invision the torture of what my divine kind had to endure a spectacular sight of corruption and fatal sickness the fatalities and brutalities were just pointless, I mean truly senseless. In lack to give a positive description to a negative connotation, I revolt against the ways of the serpent with fangs and venom awaiting, not afraid as I stare directly in the eyes of satan.
I want those that read this to truly perceive the message I'm pitching, praying stressing to those that were called upon for eternal spiritual warfare to listen to what I have spoken. My mission is to motivate the hearts of the fallen that have been oppressed for countless years when will the freedom reign? The evil has many entities alive in the flesh and has spread in a massive progression to exterminate all followers that practice righteousness.
Feeling as though it's like a battle that can't be won at times, feeling out numbered and thinking about how the outcome could bring tears, also awaken blood shed for we fight so bravely to protect this realm by any means. Are we just a mere misconception introduce to hatred at a early dawn.
Misunderstood I know that I won't be alone for long cause I know that more individuals wish to bring change when my body is gone but my presence is still felt. The aftermath can not be in vain even if one of the protectors is slain we still live on to produce a legacy. I expect many to not comprehend the truth we shall see the purpose to live and defend what has been created only for our benefit. Take heed to this scripture as you come closer to truth and no longer fear the mental vibrations learn the art of continuations.
All trails and tribulations mean nothing for the struggle only becomes harder, just living with these depressing predicaments mother nature situations has us contemplating will existences really make it to be know in these other dimensions unknown to our minds and eyes. I hear the cries of broken hearts the sorrow can no longer be described how can one correct the acts of genocide when it arise.
I froze still no motion to be displayed felt a overwhelming power filled with hatred and rage, then I invision the torture of what my divine kind had to endure a spectacular sight of corruption and fatal sickness the fatalities and brutalities were just pointless, I mean truly senseless. In lack to give a positive description to a negative connotation, I revolt against the ways of the serpent with fangs and venom awaiting, not afraid as I stare directly in the eyes of satan.
I want those that read this to truly perceive the message I'm pitching, praying stressing to those that were called upon for eternal spiritual warfare to listen to what I have spoken. My mission is to motivate the hearts of the fallen that have been oppressed for countless years when will the freedom reign? The evil has many entities alive in the flesh and has spread in a massive progression to exterminate all followers that practice righteousness.
Feeling as though it's like a battle that can't be won at times, feeling out numbered and thinking about how the outcome could bring tears, also awaken blood shed for we fight so bravely to protect this realm by any means. Are we just a mere misconception introduce to hatred at a early dawn.
Misunderstood I know that I won't be alone for long cause I know that more individuals wish to bring change when my body is gone but my presence is still felt. The aftermath can not be in vain even if one of the protectors is slain we still live on to produce a legacy. I expect many to not comprehend the truth we shall see the purpose to live and defend what has been created only for our benefit. Take heed to this scripture as you come closer to truth and no longer fear the mental vibrations learn the art of continuations.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
The Contract Given...I must live it.
Struggling to find the ways to evade this beautiful agression, so unmerciful upon my enemies and those that wish to torture me mentally feel the wrath of purpose,loyalty and progression possessed within me.
I go astray practicing my methods battling the correction of the order to explore and find truth in the explosions the reckoning to my very spirit ripping through my flesh piercing through my well being trying to abolish my dignity.
Every writing that I originated is a blessing to my individuals living with never dying agony thats why the ways of satan hate me crying with rage aiming so recklessly its a challenge to keep my sanity. Keep clear from the heartless eyes glowing with greed and envy ready to carry out an invision, sentencing me to other dimensions.
The fact that I don't flee and fight violently with deadly vocabulary traveling through the fileds the sprits walk upon my ancestors flowing in my viens I awoken and came to realization that I am the proclaimed representation.
I finally sense and control this power and inspiration.
This scripture is a living matter exhibiting my war against the vicious creations of sinister intentions unleashing all the evil maintaing concentration in this hell driven money mission.
The world is suffering although I know that our many defenders are present this fight between precious intellect and rage filled corruption is homicidal, do I really have to explain the destruction? I know my nation aren't blind look amongst the divine stars and you shall find.
I witness the back stabbing nature of those I provided shelter to on a psychical, spiritual and mental plain. The betrayal feels like acid rain the lacerations grow deeply as I fight to escape this detrimental experience a true breath-taking assassination.
The sun was given to my mother, shining so vividly through my courage and pride, I arise from what hatred made of me and continued on to enlightening showing the imperative reasons for living on and preparing for death and not being afraid to embrace it when the time comes.
My legacy is shown peaking through my death for I am the creation of the creator learning the ways of the many worlds I am born in truly it has begun the contract, its so much more to the story in a race for positivity, strength and glory.
Constructions of the pages timeless thoughts..... breaking through lies pain before me keeping in mind that I am the illustrious.
I go astray practicing my methods battling the correction of the order to explore and find truth in the explosions the reckoning to my very spirit ripping through my flesh piercing through my well being trying to abolish my dignity.
Every writing that I originated is a blessing to my individuals living with never dying agony thats why the ways of satan hate me crying with rage aiming so recklessly its a challenge to keep my sanity. Keep clear from the heartless eyes glowing with greed and envy ready to carry out an invision, sentencing me to other dimensions.
The fact that I don't flee and fight violently with deadly vocabulary traveling through the fileds the sprits walk upon my ancestors flowing in my viens I awoken and came to realization that I am the proclaimed representation.
I finally sense and control this power and inspiration.
This scripture is a living matter exhibiting my war against the vicious creations of sinister intentions unleashing all the evil maintaing concentration in this hell driven money mission.
The world is suffering although I know that our many defenders are present this fight between precious intellect and rage filled corruption is homicidal, do I really have to explain the destruction? I know my nation aren't blind look amongst the divine stars and you shall find.
I witness the back stabbing nature of those I provided shelter to on a psychical, spiritual and mental plain. The betrayal feels like acid rain the lacerations grow deeply as I fight to escape this detrimental experience a true breath-taking assassination.
The sun was given to my mother, shining so vividly through my courage and pride, I arise from what hatred made of me and continued on to enlightening showing the imperative reasons for living on and preparing for death and not being afraid to embrace it when the time comes.
My legacy is shown peaking through my death for I am the creation of the creator learning the ways of the many worlds I am born in truly it has begun the contract, its so much more to the story in a race for positivity, strength and glory.
Constructions of the pages timeless thoughts..... breaking through lies pain before me keeping in mind that I am the illustrious.
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.
Monday, February 7, 2011
The First Thing That Comes 2 My Heart
2 grow astray from the region of murder-land my destiny is eternal love. I am the resurrection of the kings and queens of royal heavenly entities. So I'm feared cause I can communicate to my inner soul and control the situations that stand b4 me.
Consistently in a meditated state of mind let go of the rage unleash the vengeance of tortured souls upon thee who threatens my precious soul. It's a struggle in its power to survive and defend all that birth my dreams to save the unborn of the infinity galaxies, Am I speaking from my insanity? Is my moral standards here or away from me?
You have to look over the highest horizon and beyond the peak to envision and stay in tune with the creators blessings. I can no longer hear my false ego and cannot have sight of fear for I am blind from the evil that tries 2 rule me.
Intaking the adrenaline that elevated my though process to uplift the stars to have them soar and display there extravagant shine. Doesn't it make complete logic? coming to peace with the lies and fighting throughout the mighty deception. I have become quite close to sorrow in the years that have passed although I know that no matter how painful my trials are, no matter how unfair the chains of fate lock and free me as a poetic scribe I uncover the truths which connects the dotted lines of my long awaited journey that will prepare me...not only prepare but become one with my knowledge to teach and educate that importance of maintaining your purity through the brutality we see.
To restore the faith and nurture it 4 the leaders and all that stand for justice will regin their assistance the battle-cry is released there is no turning back accelerated to the present.
This the first thing that comes to me heart.....
Consistently in a meditated state of mind let go of the rage unleash the vengeance of tortured souls upon thee who threatens my precious soul. It's a struggle in its power to survive and defend all that birth my dreams to save the unborn of the infinity galaxies, Am I speaking from my insanity? Is my moral standards here or away from me?
You have to look over the highest horizon and beyond the peak to envision and stay in tune with the creators blessings. I can no longer hear my false ego and cannot have sight of fear for I am blind from the evil that tries 2 rule me.
Intaking the adrenaline that elevated my though process to uplift the stars to have them soar and display there extravagant shine. Doesn't it make complete logic? coming to peace with the lies and fighting throughout the mighty deception. I have become quite close to sorrow in the years that have passed although I know that no matter how painful my trials are, no matter how unfair the chains of fate lock and free me as a poetic scribe I uncover the truths which connects the dotted lines of my long awaited journey that will prepare me...not only prepare but become one with my knowledge to teach and educate that importance of maintaining your purity through the brutality we see.
To restore the faith and nurture it 4 the leaders and all that stand for justice will regin their assistance the battle-cry is released there is no turning back accelerated to the present.
This the first thing that comes to me heart.....
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Lurking In Scilence I Finally Awoken.
What has the world come 2 ... I say
I shivered as I hear of senseless murders.
I guess being pure in spirit is not a desire that people wish 2 reach. Appreciating a being that will one day carry on your empire what you worked so hard 4 is not in though.
I ponder on y can any parent find it in their heart 2 have intentions on killing their own. I understand that back in those hellish times where my enslaved ancestors rather kill their continuation of their legacy b4 they would be labeled as cattle sent 2 work in the killing fields.
Can u invision hearing the weeping of the lost souls, innocent blood spilling shall the creator release his punishment. Tortured souls searching 4 a purpose another path 2 lead them from this disgust the scraps that was given 2 make sweet situations from bitter living conditions.
Faithfully approaching what awaits us trembling holding all what represent my sorrow. The future is held by the children the youth lacking the knowledge of their past blindly moving 4ward 2 their present with no sense of direction.
Who is 2 truly blame? Completely frozen solid reaching deep within 2 express and accumulate all that I yearned 4 2 bring me closer 2 truth lost expressions the management of emotions erupting anger as I see the evil gain justice so remarkable how they nation can b lead astray from the true focus meant 2 bring forth inspiration annihilate self hatred as all of gods children grow by the rays of the sun...
I shivered as I hear of senseless murders.
I guess being pure in spirit is not a desire that people wish 2 reach. Appreciating a being that will one day carry on your empire what you worked so hard 4 is not in though.
I ponder on y can any parent find it in their heart 2 have intentions on killing their own. I understand that back in those hellish times where my enslaved ancestors rather kill their continuation of their legacy b4 they would be labeled as cattle sent 2 work in the killing fields.
Can u invision hearing the weeping of the lost souls, innocent blood spilling shall the creator release his punishment. Tortured souls searching 4 a purpose another path 2 lead them from this disgust the scraps that was given 2 make sweet situations from bitter living conditions.
Faithfully approaching what awaits us trembling holding all what represent my sorrow. The future is held by the children the youth lacking the knowledge of their past blindly moving 4ward 2 their present with no sense of direction.
Who is 2 truly blame? Completely frozen solid reaching deep within 2 express and accumulate all that I yearned 4 2 bring me closer 2 truth lost expressions the management of emotions erupting anger as I see the evil gain justice so remarkable how they nation can b lead astray from the true focus meant 2 bring forth inspiration annihilate self hatred as all of gods children grow by the rays of the sun...
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Raging Spirit Furious Heart.
The flames invested inside piercing throughout my soul.
I acknowledge my hardships and collide with them facing the ugly faces every passing day.
Fearless in my mind ignoring the truth studying the science of the horrific realm.
Cold skin precious intentions for all until I am shown the faces of death.
Becoming a everlasting struggle 2 live on in a wolrd that doesn't immediately excepts u. Constructing the mind 2 perfection so that deception shall not take over and exclude all that is u.
Searching throughout all the laughter and misfortune my heart is burning inside I'm hanging on 2 my flesh, analyzing my environment 2 channel my survival skills with only one goal in mind 2 reach longevity. To live to go on is my only purpose in these tragic dark filled times.
I acknowledge my hardships and collide with them facing the ugly faces every passing day.
Fearless in my mind ignoring the truth studying the science of the horrific realm.
Cold skin precious intentions for all until I am shown the faces of death.
Becoming a everlasting struggle 2 live on in a wolrd that doesn't immediately excepts u. Constructing the mind 2 perfection so that deception shall not take over and exclude all that is u.
Searching throughout all the laughter and misfortune my heart is burning inside I'm hanging on 2 my flesh, analyzing my environment 2 channel my survival skills with only one goal in mind 2 reach longevity. To live to go on is my only purpose in these tragic dark filled times.
Friday, November 6, 2009
The Soothing Sound Destructive Ignorance
In escape I could never run away from reality. I hold on grasping tighter 2 the vibrations searching for my reflection.
The answer 2 my prayers have 2 be answered faith still remains alive in my beliefs. Although I can't find my self I still can sense my truth and throughout the veins in my anatomy the map is clear and concise.
Strength still breathes within me so ever vigilante in my endeavors. Thunder in the sky resembles 2 the beat of my heart. The wind carries my ancestor voice using all my ways 2 escape the mind control.
The waves in the air transmitting frequencies on a quest 2 study and avoid the message representing negativity. The art is destroyed no blueprint 2 rebuild.Popularity is considered 2 b more essential then true values,morals and honesty humanity blind with no knowledge and purpose. No Knowledge and Purpose.No Knowledge and Purpose.
Let me speak what is justice and righteous I gain more enemies then support let me lie and misguide the youth and I receive full recognition just witness acknowledge the artifacts giving explanation to the future.
The answer 2 my prayers have 2 be answered faith still remains alive in my beliefs. Although I can't find my self I still can sense my truth and throughout the veins in my anatomy the map is clear and concise.
Strength still breathes within me so ever vigilante in my endeavors. Thunder in the sky resembles 2 the beat of my heart. The wind carries my ancestor voice using all my ways 2 escape the mind control.
The waves in the air transmitting frequencies on a quest 2 study and avoid the message representing negativity. The art is destroyed no blueprint 2 rebuild.Popularity is considered 2 b more essential then true values,morals and honesty humanity blind with no knowledge and purpose. No Knowledge and Purpose.No Knowledge and Purpose.
Let me speak what is justice and righteous I gain more enemies then support let me lie and misguide the youth and I receive full recognition just witness acknowledge the artifacts giving explanation to the future.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Holding On 2 My Sanity.
I am enraged inside feeling alone with no sense of comfort. Learning 2 adapt all over again losing happiness within every moment.
Lost in despair my angels cannot hear my ambitions 2 roam in search 4 peace. Please believe me that I want a better life 4 my self so I strive 4 greatness but then more and more people express their unnecessary hatred.
I feel as thought I have so many burdens 2 over come weighing down on my back but no one understands the fatal impact it will have. I clash with my emotions pondering on the fact of when did everything gone wrong. My posture remains silent as I wish 4 positivity 2 come around.
I open my heart 2 the ones I love only 4 them 2 let me down. I'm crushed spirit searching 4 light throughout this darkness.
I hold on 2 what ever may keep me 2gether, the world has so much 2 reveal through these days of desolation. 2 sides grabbing at me and either side is planning 2 let go dealing with hardships driving me 2 the edge 2 the point where I'm falling looking 4 something 2 hold 2 stop my fast pace fall. Hoping 2 change me dear life 4 the better and explore the true depths of the benevolence in my soul.
Lost in despair my angels cannot hear my ambitions 2 roam in search 4 peace. Please believe me that I want a better life 4 my self so I strive 4 greatness but then more and more people express their unnecessary hatred.
I feel as thought I have so many burdens 2 over come weighing down on my back but no one understands the fatal impact it will have. I clash with my emotions pondering on the fact of when did everything gone wrong. My posture remains silent as I wish 4 positivity 2 come around.
I open my heart 2 the ones I love only 4 them 2 let me down. I'm crushed spirit searching 4 light throughout this darkness.
I hold on 2 what ever may keep me 2gether, the world has so much 2 reveal through these days of desolation. 2 sides grabbing at me and either side is planning 2 let go dealing with hardships driving me 2 the edge 2 the point where I'm falling looking 4 something 2 hold 2 stop my fast pace fall. Hoping 2 change me dear life 4 the better and explore the true depths of the benevolence in my soul.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Final Moments( Sometimes Only Thing You Can Say Is Goodybye).
Holding back my tears, u grasp my hand I feel u holding on with all ur might. My heart is shattered as I hold u in my arms safe and secure asking 4 the reason of y u are bleeding gasping 4 air. Clueless of 2 the fact y a stray of bullets decided 2 take u. My childhood friend basically my truest of best-friends being carried by the angels as I stare in 2 his eyes all that can b presented is a cold motionless stare. So many times we cheated death as the ambulance carried u away. I feel an emptiness so potent cause ur last words were don't let me die and I lied not knowing the circumstance I had no control 2 give u breathe again like I wish I could. So the only thing I could do is deal with holding ur mother in tears as she prays 4 her baby asking y he had 2 died.
As the young girl stands by her grandmothers bedside her only motherly figure. The anguish is deep as grandmother tells her that the creator may take her away, 2 young 2 understand whats going on with grandmothers health she remains quiet hoping 4 clarity.The cancer spreads as the days and nights go by and the weaker grandmothers becomes finally realizing that it is 2 late. Holding in the fact that she had 2 let go of her grandmother in this world while others telling her that she will b going 2 a better place. She replies where ever grandmother goes I want 2 follow.So very difficult 2 explain this rough situation 2 her only 2 come 2 a realizations that the young girl finds out she not coming back she can only hold on 2 tender memories reminiscing of when her acting mother held her.
The beautiful couple that love embraced thought they would never be separated.Never knew that 2day was their final destination as one.Driving hoping 2 make it home 2 his wife in anticipation 2 feel her caring and affectionate touch. Attention wasn't present as he was struck violently by a truck as the car crushed him he breaks his neck eyes blank white like he was blind. His wife notified and breaks down and cries screaming his name he is not in response no motion no speech, heart ripped out her chest asking y she had 2 say her final farewells. In these situations we struggle 2 live through sometimes the only thing u can say is goodbye and analyze the time spent with those we hold close 2 our hearts.
As the young girl stands by her grandmothers bedside her only motherly figure. The anguish is deep as grandmother tells her that the creator may take her away, 2 young 2 understand whats going on with grandmothers health she remains quiet hoping 4 clarity.The cancer spreads as the days and nights go by and the weaker grandmothers becomes finally realizing that it is 2 late. Holding in the fact that she had 2 let go of her grandmother in this world while others telling her that she will b going 2 a better place. She replies where ever grandmother goes I want 2 follow.So very difficult 2 explain this rough situation 2 her only 2 come 2 a realizations that the young girl finds out she not coming back she can only hold on 2 tender memories reminiscing of when her acting mother held her.
The beautiful couple that love embraced thought they would never be separated.Never knew that 2day was their final destination as one.Driving hoping 2 make it home 2 his wife in anticipation 2 feel her caring and affectionate touch. Attention wasn't present as he was struck violently by a truck as the car crushed him he breaks his neck eyes blank white like he was blind. His wife notified and breaks down and cries screaming his name he is not in response no motion no speech, heart ripped out her chest asking y she had 2 say her final farewells. In these situations we struggle 2 live through sometimes the only thing u can say is goodbye and analyze the time spent with those we hold close 2 our hearts.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Destiny Is Calling (Faith Will Have Avengence).
I'm lost getting use 2 my new surroundings. So many people were here willing and ready 2 give undeniable support now I'm all alone. I'm on a strict purpose 2 find what this life truly has 2 offer. Everything is clear at the end of the chapter the only change is my reactions 2 ever changing affect. The misery continues at times and proceeds 2 close in and becomes unbearable. I have 2 reconstruct things 4 my self and appreciate that the creator will guide me through.
Saying inside that these words, this talent I posses has 2 lead me 2 success cause finding true happiness is only a luxury given 2 the impudent. I comprehend that I'm only meant 2 feel agony programed deep inside. Sorrow is all I feel let my despair b represented 2 the heartless and make u quiver as I laugh with insanity 4 u ignoring the bloodshed and drama.Ur thirst 2 continuously evade all those murdered innocent souls caused by ur careless money hungry actions.
Dear creator please set my soul free help me build what was destroyed. I'm the warrior with rage and courage whose only focus is 2 protect it's village and shelter all my loves one's away form the merciless wrath of the ending of days.
Let me inspire b4 I expire,let me uplift and with excessive force share the jewels of knowledge to the world if my voice is silenced then let these words travel throughout the universe 4 we have been blinded 4 2 long, led astray form the treasure delivering truth.
I cry 4 tranquility instead of warfare, I bleed the memories of the abused,molested youth,homeless,neglected and mis-treated individuals. There has 2 b a better place 2 fly 2 with these damaged wings. Angels watching over the atmosphere with the grace of the heavenly spirits. Everyday people waking up feeling discouraged losing sleep hearing fate life isn't promised so b4 my last rest I will pledge 2 unleash combat on the beast where all those died I shall succeed so all those tortured can brake away and flee.
LET US LIBERATED...
Saying inside that these words, this talent I posses has 2 lead me 2 success cause finding true happiness is only a luxury given 2 the impudent. I comprehend that I'm only meant 2 feel agony programed deep inside. Sorrow is all I feel let my despair b represented 2 the heartless and make u quiver as I laugh with insanity 4 u ignoring the bloodshed and drama.Ur thirst 2 continuously evade all those murdered innocent souls caused by ur careless money hungry actions.
Dear creator please set my soul free help me build what was destroyed. I'm the warrior with rage and courage whose only focus is 2 protect it's village and shelter all my loves one's away form the merciless wrath of the ending of days.
Let me inspire b4 I expire,let me uplift and with excessive force share the jewels of knowledge to the world if my voice is silenced then let these words travel throughout the universe 4 we have been blinded 4 2 long, led astray form the treasure delivering truth.
I cry 4 tranquility instead of warfare, I bleed the memories of the abused,molested youth,homeless,neglected and mis-treated individuals. There has 2 b a better place 2 fly 2 with these damaged wings. Angels watching over the atmosphere with the grace of the heavenly spirits. Everyday people waking up feeling discouraged losing sleep hearing fate life isn't promised so b4 my last rest I will pledge 2 unleash combat on the beast where all those died I shall succeed so all those tortured can brake away and flee.
LET US LIBERATED...
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Unveil The Horror
Please don't b blinded any longer seek 4ward 2 the truth.
Who can u really trust? The atmosphere is total war all of those searching 4 peace 2 b born again have either become corrupted or have passed on 2 the higher skies.
How can any one search 4 a solution 2 any problem? when all supreme organizations want nothing more but 2 control everything which is life as the blood of the innocent continue 2 spill. Looking deep inside the treachery looking up 2 the heavens searching 4 the angels 2 give us some type pathway 2 progression.
I have 2 b honest some of us won't b able 2 shake the evil and will not b able 2 carry on 2 the brighter future. When all is said and done true colors will be exposed as the unborn stay safe in the wound I pray that they never see these horrific days of doom.
These reason and more make me struggle more 4 my cause...2 make affect pursing all that will make others inspired sharing my talents,and bad weather the conquering of storms longing 4 the tranquil filled days on a on going battle with myself.
Although the door remains closed and locked I know I have the key 2 find the essence that will relinquish all suffering the chains will b broken finally.
The day of the enslaved will embrace us all I wanna prepare the world 4 what is 2 come steadily analyzing news,tribulations,heart-ache, plots and plans of the heartless and wealthy with no real plan indented 4 those less fortunate 2 grow 2wards greater circumstances.
I have 2 show the blind the file and ugly 2 deliver the mind state and abolish the self hate meant 2 bring all of us who truly want 2 serve a purpose the helping hand giving by the creators grace.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
FIGHTER'S BLOOD
Thursday, April 30, 2009 FIGHTER'S BLOOD
It had 2 b unlocked finally found my soul could not contain it any longer. The feeling inside is blood-boiling adrenaline rushing thunderously through my veins.
I keep my distance and wonder in my silence although these situation that I embrace only prove 2 bring me down.
I must use bravery, and retaliate with excessive force 2 get my point across.Traveling so long looking for the long lost mirror showing me my true potential. I could care less for my foes. My heart pounding the beast I tame inside is roaring out battle cries.
It’s a consistent battle of fake and real, I must murder them b4 I am killed.Not in a sense of really committing 2 taking another life, but 2 destroy all methods of mental infiltration that will bring darkness 2 my light.
So much I witness yet my posture is without sound, being totally aware of what surrounds me.
I seem 2 4get that I am the future of past warlords, the curse I have will bring pain against all that oppose me I know my fate I see why people with hate in their hearts have chosen me.
I been thru agony, and tortured over and over again. My connection grows stronger with the creator above. I’m no longer lost although I must fight on;everyday is a battle singing the same depressing song.
I have 2 find myself.... When will it come 2 and end? Who will show me the truths within the lies these evil carries brought 2 me? Flee away I see u trying to regain a place in my system.
I must go on; I have 2 attack with my element, focused over a period time now timing is relevant.
Discipline is the key and concentration is the strategy in the end u shall see my art no longer will the laughter b directed 2wards me. The heat grows on the blood within in me, fighting evil every day the evil inside and outside of me.
Darkside...
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Feeling like I'm being b pushed farther so I focus my energy and train myself 2 the peak till I feel I can attack with more aggression and withstand the blows delivered.
The threats meant 2 make me quiver I shake them off and in return my devilish smirk should make u question my true abilities.
I avoid haters at all cause but I'm always pushed 2 the limit and I show my skills at that moment snatching souls leaving advisories in shock. I'm 2 authentic 2 tarnish and flamboyant 2 perish.
Although people still feel as tho my evil I posses is untamed, I keep 'em guessing secrets never revealed till breath in my lungs are lost. I keep my weaponry close, I have nothing 2 prove try me and harm anything I love u will lose more then ur life.
I feel me fallen in the wind; I hear whispers in the dark beyond ghost tails...what a phenomenon. Lesson learned life is unfair gotta make the best outta every situation evading death but I can't control who will write the ending chapter in my book.
Staying alive becomes harder as I got older so I got colder as I was tormented in the flames I grew stronger my stare is fierce looking in 2 the heartless.
Talking 2 the creator, seeking 4 answer I keep my loves ones close and eliminate fakers trying 2 creep within.
I was sleep I have awaken unaware of today’s tribulations had 2 become a fast learner and hone my methods. This cruel world bleeds nothing but money, and I'm thirsty drinking red-rum chasing paper with a broken heart. When trying 2 make a better living situation that seems 2 be the only concern all emotions had 2 b put aside only thing on my mind is this paper.
My loves ones did all they could. My ears was closed they open now had 2 learn it the hard way.
Got scars on my heart and its still pumps inspiration flowing like the reflections in water producing my struggles on paper poetically.
I'm not vocal somewhat of a sacred author of scriptures.Look in the visual pages filled with words explaing my life story...Let it burn in ur hands when u grasp it, let it show ur eyes the naked truth. Feel my hatred I produce nothing is giving 4 free its 4 the taking. Gotta b smarter than the average krazy things being born
I'm slaying all demons going in the that house thought 2 b haunted blind-folded my fist folded taking a deep breathes feeling the pressure build. Face 2 Face with u finally this is the end...May I b let in 2 the heavens as I give up my ways of sin...
Nightmare
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Nightmares
I ask 4 the lord 4 u not 2 b an angel in disguise really out 2 harm me once again. I finally realize that ain't no good in being the guy that cares.My mind state is more money,thats the only thing that matters,and having weapons close by my side 4 those that wish 2 c my blood splatter.I shall not b another real ridah only 2 b depicted as another victim,if i gotta go im taking all u snakes with me and we can battle it out in hell eternally.
I hear the souls of the dead,my ancestor calling me whispering 4 me 2 pray. My truest desires is 2 slay, i c nothing but evil and u want me 2 pray,lol. Innocent ppl die everyday, and never get justice 4 the wrong that was done 2 them.
U want me 2 call the higher authorities i cant picture it. I have 2 take matters in my hands. I ain't scare 2 dance with death,im ready 2 bleed im busting and stabbing fake ridahs till my last breath. I aint just writing this 4 my health, this world ain't the way it use 2 b, i gotta protect my self if i meant 2 go let the creator call upon me when all is said in done..i walked in the most violent flames think again all u snakes and fakes ain't never gonna 4get my name I'm ur nightmare.
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Nothingness.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Blood on my hands, Hate in my eyez..nothing more nothing less 4 my enemies. I speak the truth cuz me being fake i just can’t paint the picture. I can only paint with red fluids of those i truly despise. Jealousy done corrupted yall, it seem 2 b no know respect 4 morals and loyalty. I c fakers coming 4 me, i ain't running it’s whatever 2 me I'm on a mission 4 money,and when its time 2 ryde I'm willing 2 die.
Trouble lurking around the corner, ppl alwayz wanna start it’s just no escape i can’t live a peaceful life my heart longs 4 . I want 2 make the world a better place,but i gotta protect my self it’s a must if i don't rush them first i will b a victim of a fake ridah.
Once again it’s another struggle crooked individuals wanna c my brains on the pavement(come and get me) i cant deny ppl of my real mentality and thoughts. I spread wisdom only a few will actually catch on and b ready 2 fight the demons that await in the storm. Hell iz what u make it , u can’t fear the evil,cuz inside they r nothing but cowardly heartz looking 4 their opportunity 2 shine...
These fake women dont make it any better,claim they want 2 deliver love i laugh at the loose sexual transmitted disease with no mercy .Money hungry and all, with they hands out...so what if I have anger in my heart i wont b the next man paying 4 u 2 have a luxurious life. I'm alone in this cruel world,so I'm keeping my weapons close, try hard not 2 get toasted by the barrells of flames..and stack more money in this life of sin...this iz krazy just nothing but a game i gotta stay strong and b ready 4 the hell sent. So don't blame me 4 my ways I will not become a matter of nothingness. P.P.C aka Inferno
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