when hope is overcoming lies
will you fall into a hopeless state of mind
or gain strived from dreams grown deep inside
does success not come with pride?
no depending on how u get it
thats y the successful kant believe what they did and
end up in their crib with wrists slitted
eyes towards the blu sky askin y did i
a true testament to the person you are inside yep so deep
conceding to the challenge means your is weak
forever you'll hold your words and memories
now where do you go from here
will this experience make you ready if ever another chance
What happens when you drop deep in the surface of the Earth
Will you find Hell
OR will you find a vast sea of red lava
What happens when you die
Do you begin a new life
Or are you in complete silence forever
you'l find a place where illusions fight
to take the place of reality in broad daylight
disillusioned, you will no more cry
your comfort is in the blue skies
so set your mind at rest my child
everything will be alright
So we keep dreaming our dreams,
and watching the skies from afar.
If you exist "heaven, that, has to be where you are.
Visible and invisible above the clouds in the light.
transferring to a beautiful star sparkling night.
Oh Schuyler,
Just saying your name makes me quiver,
You had the choice, her or me,
And for once I got to be-
The happy one,
To blind to see.
I shook with delight the way my head spun,
My heart so pure and full of glee,
Until, you bastard, you cheat…
I find myself lost in the jist of it all
Internal rage brakes away most the bricks of the wall
I'm insane from the pain that has torn up may life
I feel grief, I fell stress, and an uproar of spite
But the hate within me
Isn't strong
Not enough
Watc…
how i feel tonight bro
im only hoping im one of the close ones (no need to answer that question)
but all in all...in truth your my brother from another mother
keep doing what you do best...i got a pad waiting for you at the crib too
its not exactly…
lock-pick lock-pick
his hands held, bleeding chains
lock-pick unlock what binds him;
a bundle of sticks;
he's drawn to his primal need...
to relinquish his mind which has gone sick
pain driven through his body, muffle yells
fight through the leather…
OH MY GOSH MY BOI SOLO BRO DECKIN DEM HOES LMAO!!!! go on ahead big hommie... and dont read a book if you dont understand the language 2true ;)
2true i like ya poem written a 7:53am that one speaks words my boi keep doin ya thing and i hope you unde…
Instead of starting life out from a womb,
imagine the beginning from an asylum.
Pretend you started life with a montage of memories to come,
with the option to alter your futures outcome.
Wrap your brain around your childhood being knowing what you…