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And as I look down, I see the blood and tears splattered all over the floor,
Because it seems like every time I try to open it, there is always someone there to close the door.
The smell of burning flesh lingers in the air, an aftertaste with dry cracked lips.
Gritty and hard to chew as you gnaw on your cheek, with a metallic saltiness and kinda sweet.
Sometimes it is easy to get lost in the thrill of it all,
And sometimes you need to remind yourself that not everyone will be there for you when you fall.
My mind is slipping
Although the world is not actually ending,
In the moment, it is for me
I am in a confusing reality.
Words come at me,
I just want to be free.
Free from all the numbness,
She walks by night
By daylight and Twilight
Step silent across gravel roads cobble streets
The girl in the flannel skirt
She doesn't eat or drink or sleep
She simply breathes
All my life I’ve been around
Niggas who think they can take something
From me
My skin
Rips at the sight of them
Their teeth
Now We Know Folks Are GAGGED In Ways That Are BAD... !!!
And In Ways That Some Use Within Their Sexual Moves... !!!
But What About Masks... We Should Think About That... !?!
Well It’s Quite CLEAR That...
... “ The Inside Track “...
Is Where You Find BIG CASH... !!!
I feel like I am three years old,
With the authority of a king
I can send ships, I can rule the city
I can create wealth and induce poverty
Hate swelled up inside me,
choking me,strangling me,
hiding myself from behind it
i could only stand and watch as i bellowed
and shout at my friend.
I heard me abuse him,
When i was stumbling
in the dark,confused
and crying out for help,
this friendly fello seemed amused;
And while i fought like anything
to keep the candle lit
he cheerfully reviewed
The CROWDS... WOW The CROWDS... !!!
So QUICKLY After A GLOBAL LOCKDOWN... ?!?
Because of A Virus That SHUT The World Down...
But Instead of Silence...
We’ve Had Crowds Running Round...
UNTIL YOU CAME INTO MY WORLD,
THERE WAS NOTHING BUT DARKNESS AND GLOOM.
MY WORLD WAS MISSING THE CLOUDS AND THE SUN
AND ALSO THE STARS AND THE MOON.
I NEVER BELIEVED IN MAJIC ,
Like Reggie DONE SAY... It's Time For Some ACTION... !!!
The Use of Wordplay To Stand AGAINST Factions...
Political And Criminal By Use of Verse That's CRITICAL...
Ya Know I Exercise CONTROL...
When Dealing Wid’ Ho’s And IGNORANT Bros’... !!!!!
In FACT I Mean NIGS’ Who Are FULL of... LIP... !!!
When It Comes To Things That Burn Like... CIGS’...
Every part of me desires to be your lover and best friend.
But how can I be your lover when your actions speak “my enemy”, not “friend to me.”
Ya Know I'd Rather Be... UNIQUE... !!!
Than Join These... PHONEY Cliques... !!!
My parentsMake neat assignments for meSet alarms for every periodGive me designated eating timesSleeping timesBreathing timesOrganize color coded schedulesWith prim and properDigital lines
Questions in my mind
Floating inside without any answer,
I am mum right now
Got nowhere to go
Darkness surrounding
No chance of light
Vivid vision
Nonetheless I am firm.
Firm but clueless
Okay So What EXACTLY Is... " COVID-19 ".... ?!?
A.......... (C.O.V.I.D)........
Certificate of Vaccination ID... ?!?
Take A Moment And THINK...
Do You Get The LINK... ???
So These Sheople People...
Keep Proving They’re FEEBLE...
Doing This And Doing THAT...
Like... "Mice In A Trap"... !!!
So It Seems That Extensions...
Are Now Worthy of Mention...
Because In Times Like These...
Where This Corona Disease...
... Has People SCARED... !!!!!
Extensions Prepared...
Are Not Being Impaired...
Okay So This Verse Speaks...
Upon ... " Biblical Themes " ...
Because Words Like These...
Now Really Don’t Seem To Have Too Much Worth...!?!
Because The Meek ARE NOT Inheriting The Earth... !!!
Ya Know...
... THOSE Who CONTROL...
KEEP Playing... DUD Notes... !!!
From Musical Movements To Social Improvements...
THOSE Who CONTROL KEEP Dealing In LOOSENESS... !!!!!
Okay So Now They Say That It’s NOT 5G... !!!
That’s Part of The Spread of This Corona Disease... ?!?
So Who Exactly …
Are We Supposed To Believe... ?
The Likes of... David Icke... !?!
Even though I cannot see you, does not mean I cannot feel you.
For you and I, are intertwined like the roots of two great trees. Reaching down far enough to escape the ever-current breeze.
Why is it so hard to get better when that is what you really want to do?
Some days it is easy, and other days it is so hard that the thought of being in control is something that you can't do.
Okay So Now Everything’s... “ COOL “...
Because Now The Worlds People Are All Facing Curfews...
So It Seems That GREED...
Is Part of The Disease That Corona Breeds... !?!
So ... What’s In Store ... ?!?
Well A Lot of Store Wars And That’s For SURE ... !!!!!
A Lot of EMPTY Shelves And Now Aisles As Well ... !!!
I feel nothing
Nothing
Nothing but despair
It’s like a sudden wind that blows on you
It’s fine at that moment
I feel nothing
Nothing
Nothing but despair
It’s like a sudden wind that blows on you
It’s fine at that moment
I feel nothing
Nothing
Nothing but despair
It’s like a sudden wind that blows on you
It’s fine at that moment
Ya Know These Days It Seems That Many Believe …
That They're Ready To See … " The KILLER in Me " … !?!
Now Why Would They REALLY Want To See …
ANGER That Swells … DEEP Inside of Me … ?!?
i want my eyes to roll back
like dice in my head
i want to win jackpot!
clenched teeth make
terrible cavities
i wonder the flaws
When she smiles,
I smile.
When she laughs,
I laugh.
When she loves,
I love.
When she thinks,
I think
You made me your doll,
your puppet on strings.
I am your voodoo doll,
the one you keep stabbing
straight in the back.
I am the one you push
These Days It's CLEAR That Mind Control Is On A Roll ... !!!
Because LOST Souls Now Live In ... "FEAR" ... !!!!!
FEAR of THIS And FEAR of THAT ... !!!
FEAR of Thinking They've Been TRAPPED ... !!!
It's Wimbledon Time And English Summertime ...
So It Ain't A Surprise We Ain't Seeing Sunshine ... !!!!!
So Of Course The BBC Are Showing More REPEATS ...
of Days When There Was Heat On The Courts And In The Streets ... !!!
Yeah THAT'S RIGHT I'M NOT YOUR BITCH ... !!!!!!!!!!
Say What You Like But DON'T EVER THINK ... !!!
"Censor Him CENSOR HIM He's Sounding Like A TERRORIST !"
"Why, because I use my mind, when writing rhymes and poetry scripts ?"
How Tough Has Life Become These Days ... ?!?
Violence REIGNS With PAIN And STRIFE ... !!!
You NEED To Be TOUGH To Just SURVIVE ... !!!!!
Prices ... riSE ... !!!!!
That's No Surprise And Is NO LIE ... !!!
Let Me Tell You Something ... !!!
My Nerves Are Near ....
.... COMBUSTION .... !!!!!
Cos' These Days People ....
Seem To Think it's Cool ...
To PUSH My Buttons ... ?!?
poemdon't try to hold me down, i never asked for thatbiology meets ontology and now i'm seeing something sinister in that luminous, magnetic gleam in those eyes.
Always one to fall in line,
I learned early to obey.
Silence and respect protect
Against the everyday.
How can
Men control our bodies
When
They refuse to wear a condom
Or
Even knows how a tampon works
Instead of sticking them
Up your nose
Why don't you educate yourself
because
Open your bible, pray for forgiveness, tell him your sins, the lord is your witness.
We are all children of God with free will; we are family, you know.
Then why in the definition of religion is the word control?
Cloth can’t cover enough,
Eventually all will be exposed.
You try to sneak by,
“Don’t let them see you cry.”
The blood has a calming effect,
It was a looming figure,
the shapeless ones you see
in the dark enshrouded by a halo;
A halo with no recognizable source.
It was a ravenous beast
It was a looming figure,
the shapeless ones you see
in the dark enshrouded by a halo;
A halo with no recognizable source.
It was a ravenous beast
He controls us remotely
Say we don’t want it but we do
He says get up and work eight hours
Workers rise and commute
Woody Allen controlling us all
I shower twice a day
Hoping that maybe I can wash off my stubborn filth
Because every day, I look in this mirror
Only to see the mistakes that I’ve made
I shower twice a day
Hoping that maybe I can wash off my stubborn filth
Because every day, I look in this mirror
Only to see the mistakes that I’ve made
When I am with You
Everything fades
We are the center of the world
The melody
Everything else is just noise
We rise, and dance
And I wish we could sway for the rest of our lives
She, the one who knows all.
She, the one who knows best.
She, the one who creates tests.
She, the one who makes bets.
She, the one who has promises she never kept.
“Oh captain, oh my captain “ my mother wanted to hear from my lips
As she takes control of my ship as it sails through the seas of life.
Taking it in the direction I do not wish to go.
You smell it in the air
Lurking trying to find you
It has tooken the life of your brothers and sisters
Your mother and fathers
It has infected the world with disease
Piece for the walkout
In all this damnass cold
You and I create,
Bicker, conclude, articulate.
In all this damnass cold
They see me
I see them
they go towards the future and I while I try figure out time
Its a wave till it reaches a shore
Reach is the definition of time
With time they are able to see me
My life is changing fast, it seems
And gone are old, familiar scenes
My heart, once steady, will careen,
I'm losing those on whom I lean
-
Why is it life can be so mean?
What can I do? I want to scream!
Oh mentor of mine,
You are my valentine,
Oh wait. I'm lying.
Thats ok you lie too,
You had me I had you,
I needed sleep ,
You lulled me.
You needed ears,
And I tuned in.
Here I sit
Without me
Without you
I feel like my throat is closing in
Im not sure what this feeling is
Doom
Doom comes over me without warning
I feel like I need to scream but can't
Pay attention.
I’ve got something to say
Figured that this way, you’d listen
People are dying. Mad Men with guns.
Sometimes
the things we can
grow, learn, want
are what people are not
Protected
but desire demands
freedom
Security
but never chasing
after dreams
I would go though the days angry and full of despair
Believing I was the only one, that no one would ever care
Writing here and there
Expressing my beliefs about what was and wasn’t fair
About this and about that
When I feel like I'm about to combust
When red is all I can see
When I'm accosted by a feeling of mistrust
Like everyone around me
Should just...
Words form like arrows ready to fly through the air
Too many roads diverged in a tense arena
And I used to wonder what it would be like to travel all.
Could I be Engineering? Astrophysics? Analyst? Architect? Chemist?
Through poetry,
We see with more than just our eyes,
We sense more than just what lies,
We feel more than just with touch,
As well as cry with more than just our tears much.
Through poetry,
We see with more than just our eyes,
We sense more than just what lies,
We feel more than just with touch,
As well as cry with more than just our tears much.
You have this huge control over my body and emotions. I know that you find pleasure in hurting me. Again after again, after again. Why do I let you do these things to me...
what is life without technology?
how would we live with not our phones
or computers
or electricity?
are we so large that it is we who controls it?
I am done with all these
Mind games
Little tricks
And frustrations
I am bringing it back to the
Closed barriers
Dear, you( I mean me),
Do you know the synonyms for consistency,
Do you feel the warmth of tradition or smell home coupled with the thought of peace,
What can we do when the world is jumbled social media has control but it has a scattered soul.
While we muddled over scraps of information scraped off corporate backs.
Bits, Bits.
It's digital
reaching everybody.
Use money without middlemen.
My bits!
There was always a struggle between inner and outer.
My inner screamed leave, but my outer wouldn’t budge.
You sent a split through my control and you took half.
No One Will Hold Me Down
No One. No One. no one
Let Me Say This Once More
No One Will Hold Me Down
Not Even My Own Mother
Who Do They Think I Am?
I Can Do Anything
Black eyes, bruised skin
Just because I love you, doesn't mean I'll let you in.
Love with you is fist fights, broken glass.
Harsh words that cut the skin, broken plates littering the floor
That's not what love is.
Fight the urge.
Stop the urge.
Let pleasure fade,
as regret is made.
Don't let them in,
don't let them know.
This is something you cannot show.
Your fingers ache,
I am not her
I do not have the effortless waves that fall below her shoulders
The works of art created that exceeds any previously set expectations
The good grades
Top athlete awards
Perfect social status
You minipulate me
made your aesthetic to be that of a devil's
I guess its my fault
Ive always been known to be a devil's advocate
You say you love me
No control,
No marks to hide,
No taking its toll,
No scars inside.
No blackmail,
No control,
No marks to hide,
No taking its toll,
No scars inside.
No blackmail,
Poetry is dead
That is why I write my poem
To be heard by none, heralded as a god
By none
My voice nonexistant, my words meaningless
I love you, no response.
That is why I write my poem
How can you smile
knowing that peopl are dying
because they are sick of trying
to appease the critics,
to appease the man,
to appease the woman,
and those in command.
They are taking their lives
Once upon a time...
Oh, how cliche does that sound?
To a hero I must always be bound
I must always be the damsel in distress
For no one else can wear such a beautiful dress
I am a beauty for that I am sure
Can I try to escape from
All my nightmares and demons
Soon this era will be done
The truth of time is too blunt
To not cut like a sharp knife
America is free
Free of equal rights that women have
but still cant decide what happens to our bodies
Freedom to vote
but get judged for who you did
Free to be the mixing pot
Your hands hold
our fate within them.
Intertwined within your fingers,
you play with it like
puppet strings.
You are my puppeteer.
Hello
So nice to meet you
Before we begin, please allow me to introduce myself
My name is Heroin
Some people call me H
But I go by many names
Doesn't matter what you call me
The fire turns blue
Eyes turn red
Sanity is overdue
Life becomes a thread
Pages are turning
Daises are dancing
The thoughts begin churning
War looks enticing
We don't want to walk with GodWe want God to walk with Us.Like He hasn't given so many reasonsFor us to give in and give up- Our sense of controlBut in reality, by not surrendering,
These are my words.
Listen to my words.
For the technological advances
have taken you elsewhere.
Entrenched in such lair.
All you want is fame and notoriety.
And we can tell that it's somewhat unfair
31,536,000 seconds in a year
Tick-tick-ticking by
One by one in a perfect line
Never out of place
Ever failing or a being a disgrace
But also never risking
Never trying
Never going
Your love has wrapped around me,
like a quilt fabricated of the never-ending world,
There is a song that you sing,
a voice soft as silk, and sweet as honey,
My fathers arms have held me tight,
A blade seems friendly
It is anything but
A manipulating tool
And in my head it now haunts.
It once kicked away the Numbness
That stalked my daily life
And locked away Anxiety
Changed because of this
Stayed the same because of that
In the darkest place
Mental health eating me alive
My uncontrollable mind enjoying the taste of my tears
My aching heart yearning for love
I bleed coffee
from countless sleepless nights
and I can't tell
if the bitter taste in my mouth
is from my drink of choice
or memories of his tongue.
Maybe it's the aftertaste
You all are followers
You seem to forget identity.
You all are in search of conformity
You seem to settle with docility.
Opinions are not for sale
They have gone out of style.
Darkness,
All consuming,
Drowning, thrashing, struggling,
To break through, to rise up,
But falling once again.
So much darkness, pulling me under,
controlling my thoughts, my actions.
Fire burning
Through my veins,
Hold on, get a grip...
Grab the reins.
Pull back...
Ignore the attack.
Breathe--
inhale...exhale
Ignore the air,
I know it's stale.
I slowly closed my eyes.
Awake in the forest.
The background of blurred colors began to die.
I still saw your silhouette staring back at mines.
When I was younger.
I weeped.
It's a call to arms But not a call to firearms I know, we are alarmed,But as the United StatesWe shall not fill our voids with hateBecause regardless of our skin or domination Our skin is sacred.
Its almost time,
summer is ending
there is no more pretending
its time to get back to the nitty-gritty.
Starting college is like high school again,
4 years to go,
settle in and strap down,
"Stretched across me was a spark of lightening,
One touch that tore me to pieces.
What was it,
I did,
for him to derail my mind
across these broken eyelids.
I gave it my all,
I write to open a door that only has one key. Me. Behind the door lays A society that is governed by me alone, here in my mind I am the ring master and audience of my private circus.
I cannot live without knowing that I am in control of my life...
I am a dancing flame.
I am everlasting and vibrant.
I glow brighter with every passing hour.
No one can truly know how it feels to have an addiction
until they have experienced it.
It lures
deceptively attractive
temporarily appealing then,
disapointingly unsatisfying and
Suicide,
We kind of need to speak.
Was I too weak to commit to you,
Or was I strong enough to leave you?...
As my days get rough,
You're only more tempting to my hand,
My sister craved it until all her bones were tingling, and her thoughts were a cascading mass of schemes to obtain it. And when she did have it the blood pumped itself into a frenzy and brought new life to her once limp limbs.
Ignorance the vitrue of many to bandwagon,
To vote a cause without seeing the unseen consequence,
Like among the many who run in debt with credit transaction,
The power is seen as the over-bearing opulence,
Limp limbs pulled taut,
Head high, gaze empty.
Strings pull lips into grimaces
Everyone sees through and believes.
The day begins.
Clumsy stumbling through daily routines,
If you don't understand You cant helpMy mind is so abstract to the point where it's hard for certains to understand the art behind this madnessAnd my heart strings are pulling so tight The Symphony is clotted ready to release a spellbound baroque
I grew up with broken mirrors
They fractured my reflection and damaged my reality
Perception it’s biggest flaw
My weakness
Lately I been taking this drug
A drug called life
"You Motherfucker"
She said as she let the darkness within her
That she suppressed and kept hidden for
so long, awaken.
Rendering him powerless
with every word she spoke.
You took all my children from me
and you whipped me.
Your eyes filled with excitement, as I suffered.
You shot my son and your wife's true lover.
All the Jews came to yell...
"We made it out of hell!
We are forever freed!"
They gathered around the big oak tree.
Every right is also wrong,
every road is hard and long.
Nothing ever has an end,
it simply twists and snares and bends.
knowing when to stand down
being aware of when to shut up
allowing ideas to form without speaking them
all will pay off in the end
There's something I need to tell you,
My story is short enough to expose.
I am no saint,
Is it you?
The one that talks to me the way you do
No?
So is it you?
I don’t know how to feel towards you
Those repulsive, stomach turning, vomitous
Self esteem fizzles,
Popping bubbles like tiny glass,
Shattering myself worth,
The clock on the wall strikes one,
Darkness makes the room gloomy
everything turns grey,
As I close my eyes stars,
Everybody experiences it
Temptation.
What should
Make your
Any different than
Everybody elses?
We are all
HUMAN
We all face
DIFFICULTY
That is what makes us
Who we are
There is a dark hole, thats been growing for a while.
Where there was once light, is now dark, with no desire.
Day by day my body aches, causing the hole to deepen.
What have I've become.
This blistering world I leapt from.
My toil seem to bear no fruit.
A common song that rings with truth.
Is it just the changing of times.
That the harder I work.
Euphoria
Yeah that's what I'd call it
EUPHORIA: the feeling of being up until 2 am
The feeling of never wanting to sit still
The realization that the night is too beautiful to sleep through
Yeah euphoria
Possessing the knowledge
that you are on the
path to greatness,
the right path,
is the greatest
peace of mind.
Let's be real
Life is the only thing that matters
I love you Grandma G
But the Ivy League ain't for me
4 years in an Ivy Tower
Brain poisoned with
False sense of power
Ma, you're my ride or die
The dragons surround me
Their fire lashing out at me,
Their ceaseless destruction
Finally taking its toll.
The destruction I caused.
The fire I created.
The dragons I raised.
I remember asking myself, why can't I put on an act like everyone else?
And then I remember two things, one - I am not everyone else and two - I can't put on an act,...when I am the act.
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He asked me if I loved him.
I said I'm sorry no.
In a population so belittled.
Love meant so little.
While hatred,
Overpowered it.
The press somehow devoured it.
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Closed to the sun in lonely land,
Ring'd with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
I am weak but strong
I wonder if I can live on my own.
I hear my dad's voice guiding me.
I see the people who thought I was nothing.
I want to be successful.
Brain on sensory overload
Fade into the darkness
She's becoming like a ghost
Turned into a bad girl
You can still smell the sweet perfume
Closet full of black
What's the pont of color
ask me a yes or no question and I'll give you a one word response
but let her ask me a yes or no question and I'll give her a speech if it's what she really wants
ask me for a favor and I'll help you out if I can
The last glimpse of Amber and burgundy,
After the bombing and the raid,
As his flesh is kissed and licked away
By pincers of roiling flame.
Silence is my welcome mat,
It meets me at the door,
Words don't work here.
But I still implore
I hope for answers that never come
My heart is wide open
So much gore to show
When life has lost
meaning
and everything
seems
slow
and nothing's moving forwards
yet so does the show
the grass blows lagging to the past when it all just looks the same
Up all night sleep deprived
Nothing to do but write
Up all night and watch the time
Waiting for the words that are right
Idk what is life
Is it worth living or is it just a matter of time before I die
Lion King
Never Thought
This would Speak
To my Life
No one Saying
DO THIS
No one Saying
BE THERE
No one Saying
STOP THAT
No one Saying
SEE HERE
I'm hugry, but I have no appetite
I am heavy, but I feel frail
I feel weak, but so strong
My mind is racing with all these numbers I am calcuating,
from weight, to calories, to ounces and grams.
I ask for a whisper
an anticdote to cure-
I'm feeble and crushed,
hidden and lost-
what I cannot-
I try not,
Eyes despised glass for one and four hours
Silent and soured by it's manipulative power
By it's truth
It weaves delicate knots through the mind
threads thicken
And lock
Hunger yawns in me
Like some waking creature
It grows, reaching angrily
Searching, scratching, howling,
For something to consume
I give it nothing
So the hunger sits, smoldering
I'm a Marionette,Your lifeless little toy,Anyone can play with me,Be they girl or boy.The wires tied around my arms,You control them as you wishYou can break my heart and cause me harm
I am suffocating.
The elephant in the room is breathing all the oxygen
and my lungs have become too weak to function anymore.
The tiles of my veins are cracked upon the impact
how could wearin a hoodie cost him his life
how could he kill that boy and get out the same night
The urge to hold the world in hand,
reined in,
with interlocked gears independently revolving within your palms.
I can feel the shift of the earth within my bones and the wind is my blood,
Shoot her.
The you in the mirror
Or the you before the mirror.
One wears a malicious smile
The other tear-stained cheeks.
She taunts and dehumanizes
Fat.
We tell ourselves lies,
We blindfold ourselves to shield our own eyes.
The hurt, the pain,
We want it no more.
Our own distractions will fill up our core.
Hide all the books
That cause us to feel.
There is no room in my life for bullets.
There's no room for rifles, not for handguns, not for anything that fires.
I have seen too much.
I spent my childhood afraid of bombs,
We are nothing.
They say we’re free.
It’s just an illusion.
Others believe it, but I refuse.
These standards, these rules
Taken from the rhythm of life
Immersed into the pit of life as you know it
Guided yet lost
Controlled yet self- determined
Sought after as a case revived by the aid of hope
No one held him
As life slipped away
He breathed in the last piece of this world
As a target surrounded by
Preconceived ideas
Of who he used to be
Who he was before
You hurt me in the worst ways
you see it
cuz it's all in how you play
twisting the mind
contorting it to your master piece.
you must be in control
so you can do what you want
as you please
Puppet strung up high
Puppet strung up to fly
Puppet master meant to be kind
Puppet master meant to be caring
I'm the puppet in your game.
Why am I strung so high?
Why am I strung so tightly?
Have you ever been told "you can do it," when they meant only if you do it someone else way.
5'8
107 Pounds
23" waist
Yes I'm SKINNY
Does my outer appearance bother you?
I'm happy with my body rather you like it or not.
All you are worried about is TITS and ASS.
We all have free spirit.
We all decide what we do.
But what we really do is what people expect of us.
Should we let them run our lives
Or should we control our lives to get what we want?
Congratulations,
You did exactly word for word what you were told.
Never went against the grain, never did anything you weren’t told to do.
How does it make you feel?
Pretty good right,
I'm back, but I'm falling apart
I'm back, but I'm lacking the heart,
That I need to keep movingAnd what do I think I'm proving? Starving for attentionReceiving it in the form of tension,
All life does is spin and spin.
The constant motion, the endless attempts-
To be Noticed,
To be Felt,
To be Alive and Free.
They say I'm young and black
Which means I'm going to be a threat
When we walk in the store they get straped
And the cops always on your back
Some do them like O-dog
Some do them like Treyvon
They say I'm young and black
Which means I'm going to be a threat
When we walk in the store they get straped
And the cops always on your back
Some do them like O-dog
Some do them like Treyvon
She was a flower,
She held herself high,
Strong,
White and filled with innocence.
But someone came along,
He took away the flower's sunlight,
He uprooted the flower,
Put her in a dark corner.
Please excuse my color...
White man that fears me,
excuse the color of the skin I was born in.
Im sorry that the dark pigmentation send shivers down your spine.
I was born this way, you see.
What people think when the see a white mom with kids
Oh she works so hard.
They're so cute!
They must be a handful
oh terriable two's!
What people think when they see a black mom with kids
I let you control my life
I let you control my fate
I let you control weather I lived or died
Emotions can run wild, confusing even the smartest people
Emotions can wreck your life if they are not controlled right
Emotions can bring you true happyness if you express them well
He looks at me
And sees my love that is asleep.
Through the iron cast bars-
Of his baby's mansion .
He looks at me
like I am ripe fruit.
And I think that's fine by me.
She liked control.
Because as long as she was in control.
She could determine what happens.
So she would push people away
And soon enough she only had herself.
You’d be surprised how much power we have over our own minds. I imagine survival back before our times and the development that required. They used their brains and had too. Using each part and functioning as one form.
You Wish You Can Take Back That Clit Clat
BUT when The Clip Claps...
Bodies Go SPLIT SPLAT
Mothers Screaming
Kids Crying
You Just Had To RISK THAT ?
Get to the point I say!
It’s another day and to my dismay
My education is being taken away
Because one kid called another “gay”
Stop telling me to shush
We’re not in the third grade
You’re not my mother
You can’t control what I say
…or maybe you can
When I get a bad grade
You tell me not to be scared to ask why
I’ve never known the world to be so harsh
Until you
You danced your way
Making us all seem like little more than diamond toys
We are your toys
And we will always move in synchronization
Taylor
Talkative, weird, funny, cuddlier
Daughter of Jim and Tammy
Lover of Chinese, Pizza, Animals, and German Shepherds
Who feels happy around animals, and at Warped Tour
Sad at Funerals
Oh I’d go through all this pain,Take a bullet straight through my brain. Yes I would die for you babe.But you won’t do the same.
…
Not a thing you can do, not a thing you can say, that would affect me, never in a day, got tofo be another time, got to be another land, got to be another life, and I mean just what I said, your words do not hurt me, your actions cannot phase me,
I'm sorry for not being like you
I'm sorry for not looking the same as you
This is the way God made me
He made me in his image of perfection
But whydid youhate me?
You didn't know my name
I heard about a young man whose life was cut short
By an individual who categorized him into an unlawful sort
His judgment was merely predicated on appearance,
Where my brother?
Where were you when they took my brother?
Can you hear him? He is safe now, he has made it home,
But why did you let him take my brother!
We was not saint nor sinner but he was my brother.
He was just as innocent as you,
or maybe he was better,
His soft, calm personality, just as light as a feather,
walking home after a long day,
never intended to cross your way,
If we keep going at this rate
Floating, drifting
Let the wind take us where it wants
We'll be nothing more than lost balloons
Trapped in the blue nothingness until
Some deadly force comes along and -
A normal day like any other,
You smile across the room.
I make my way to talk to you,
Then screams erupt, but whom?
Our eyes dart to the open door,
Where classmates hurry by,
Please, darling, tell mehow you want me to see,how you want me to fake,how you want this to be.
Does it pique your interestwhen my lipstick's like this?Does it fall into place?Did I follow your wish?
“You can’t, You won’t, You’re not allowed”
We’d fight, I’d scream, I’m scared. You’re loud
“You’ll be lonely, No one will care like I do”
I’m stuck in this trap of fear but I’m lost without you
Children that are formed
In the mind
Before the body
Are always the least happy
They have to live up
The biggest mistake
That I ever made
Was letting you control me
Like your own pathetic toy.
None of it was worth it.
I never should have let you in.
But now I caged myself
Into my own torture.
I'm just another number
Come one day swing and sway
Read the book, smile say "hi"
Place the mask
Where it always has to go
Smile wide my baby girl
Show 'em what they want to see
Twenty little souls, glowing and bright.
Flowing in the wind, like brave little kites.
Twenty eager minds, ready to learn.
Wheels in their head, starting to turn.
Have you ever just sat down and thought about the decisions you have made?
Or the decisions of others around you that have affected you in one way or another?
In theory I never knew the weight of the hoodie.
Contrast in its color as it grapes over my skin.
Indeed I was mightier with the cape over my lens.
Strolling pastimes, my ears were shuttled by noise.
It's a different kind of broken heart
The kind where it feels like you fell apart
Like someone took a dart
and threw it directly through your heart
I never thought I'd feel this way
Children Of God Wake Up
This Is More Than An Act Of Murder
This Is More Than An Act Of Racism
This Is More Than An Act Of What’s Right And What’s Wrong
This Is More Than An Innocent Boy
I can feel my heart beat
It beats so slowly now
But it thumps
And it thumps
So loudly
I can feel my hand twitch
I can't control the way it moves
It shakes so softly now
If it is up to me,
I will write;
And I will let it be.
Internal and External locus of control.
Control of my fate.
It is up to me.
I was meuntil I met you
Marinating in your daily bath of pessimismmy needsand all the vervethat is my compositionshriveldecomposing to soot
By the time I matter, Will it be too late?
Will people debate my soul's resting place?
Will they predict who I could have been?
Will by deeds outweigh by sins?
Will they consider these circumstances?
Never give someone else the power to take your happinessYou are in controlBe happy with them and around themBut don’t let them be your sourceBecause when they eventually leaveThere goes your happiness too
If he wanted the arizona tea and skittles... he could've asked,
a life pressed rewind from the first breath to the last,
Life is a control
We hold the power over ourselves in our hands
But there’s no anytime use power button
Although there is that little button some people resort to
When they just can’t handle it anymore
Seventeen, young and dead
From one man's gun he bled
Court, Trial, and Verdict
Zimmerman was the one the jury picked
He would leave a free man
Defense was the reason at hand
I've become so Numb when there was No More Sorrow left in me.
I had to Bleed It Out when I turned my back on those who had their Hands Held High, screaming "help me!"
Look at all the people
Staring in disbelief
Witnessing terrorism
Help commander in chief
We seek the governments help
We hide under their protection
But when it comes to danger
The change for Tayvon starts with me.
A young black indivdual who became livid behind the fact that another black soul was taken from this earth.
Watch an eagle spread wings like silk
Untouchable purity against a night sky
Until the hunter (some would call him Destiny!) takes aim
See the king of the air turned to game
When a murderer walks free,
Are you still proud to be an American?
And when an innocent teen is killed,
Why does the killer walk free?
When a man is shot,
Do you blame the victim?
I am not Trayvon Martin....
but I know what it feels like to wear my
favorite hoodie that's a little too dark for
those who were taught to fear darker things
There was a habit once kicked, it was nasty and it was gone. Three years of it controlling a life, three years of a voice, a nag, something that had all the control yet none at all.
It’s 2013 and look how far we have come.
Maybe we should say, its 2013 and look how far we have not.
Walking down the street, middle of the night
In Sanford,Florida 2012
Trayvon Martin was shot but who's going to jail
Word says that Zimmerman shot him and pleaded self-defense
But who really knows the truth without real evidence
Policeman left to right
Little Souls, blind death
Christmas was close
But Jesus planned it differently
Loud cry, melancholy spirit
It was a gloomy year
A gloomy december
You will always be remembered
Tragedies are an interesting concept.You can spend hours doing the aftermath,how did we end up on this path?A town, full of smiles and laughter. A beautiful image to capture.Twenty young minds ready to learn.
Thanks for giving the time of day
The night of light
The food to eat to see my life
Everywhere that summer there angles
I have come to the realizationthat as a woman of colorI will one day havewith the bittersweet blessingto give birth to a beautiful black baby.Only the third timeI have labeled somethingbittersweet.
It is my innate right
A thing I will
Never give to you
Why must the demons feel
Such strong lust
To control it
To destroy it
Without a fight
Nobody
Should ever give that up
I dropped you off at school just like any
other day. I never thought you’d be taken
away. Your smile still burns in my mind.
Nathan, you, must have been so scared that day.
She never deserved this,
The lies or the pain,
Her ribs reveal bruises,
She whispers her plea,
Shut up Ann Marie!
CRASH. Your're a Whore Ann Marie!
SLAM!
From the swish and sway of the
trees to an unknown beat
To the rhythmic sounds of traffic
progressing down the street
My ears are alert and my fingers
I am a teenager
I am young but feel so old around my peers
I am alone with my elders I am whole
with the gossip I abhor-
my heart just seems to break.
Thepressures
irr
irreg
The implications of your strength confuse
My emotions and leave me perplexéd;
Do I find safety in your able arms,
Or do I fear the strength sup’rior to mine?
The way you take control is my excuse
The first thing you can hear, the faint sound of a heartbeat
The joyous drum-like sound that connects us all
A life is made, a heartbeat proves it
But it also means so much more
What does my heart beat for?
No dress like this not like that
Eat this healthy food, don't get fat
Just tie my free will to heavy strong chains
Leave me damage on my brain
It's the same punishment as your doing now
My body hard as a rock
so uncontrollable
My heart pounding like a drum
so unstoppable
My eyes rolling in swirls
so turnable
Red Orange yellow Green blue and violet
The colors of the rainbow but
Isn't it funny that you and my colors aren't there
So nonexistent like some say God is but
It's not what you see it's what you feel
It’s my life.
My smiles.
My tears.
My joys.
My fears.
It’s my heart.
My holes.
My breaks.
My love.
My aches.
Since we were learning how to talk,
we were taught what is and isn't appropriate,
have to follow a template to do anything,
and even demanded to change what we wrote in it,
Violets are blue
Roses are red
He fled higher than me
Then he's probably dead
But then again
He's in a better place
So no worries
I'll be the one
To take your place
So now you’re gone
Are you high?
Don't lie.
No use.
Misuse?
Misunderstood.
Miss Independent
Thought she could.
All Alone
Hold the phone.
People love to tell you that
“You are the captain of your own soul!”
What they neglect to tell you
Is that they are at the helm
And should you hit an iceberg
It is you who must go down with the ship.
