Archive for September, 2010

faraway conversation….

“Whats the weather like?” he asked.
“Its raining.” She said.
“Its raining here to. Hundreds of miles apart yet still we feel the same rain….” He sighed.
“Whats wrong?” She said.
“Life.” He said. “Every time you think you’ve got it right, it throws one more surprise at you….”
She smiles, but he doesn’t see it, hes to far away….

keep looking 4 her….

she made you hurt she made you bleed,
all that pain and still you need,
but still you search for what you desire,
someone who can match your passion and your fire,
till then your messing with your head,
each week a conquest in your bed,
gonna stay like this till your dead?
Time you was happy..
enough said….
Kills so soft just like the wind,
she hurt you but in revenge you’ve sinned,
sinned so bad no looking back,
if only you were on right track,
use each female you see till they are hurt,
say you wont but then you treat them like dirt,
inside your so mixed up dont know what to do,
thats why you hurt all those that are close to you….

To stay untitled….

If all the world was dark and grey with silence all around,
would shattered tear drops make the only noise as they fell down to the ground,
if tears that flow just like a river end up as a stream,
would feelings that crushed raw and hurt fade just like a dream….
~Written in Oct’07~
~The game~
The dreammakers eyes are upon u
watching 4 mistakes u make,
defiance has washed right over u
laughin at risks that u take,
fear & anger r stood in the corner with death
thats who they like best,
death has set u a challenge
hope u pass the test,
falling down
a large black hole,
feel ur staring
at ur soul,
land look in 1 piece
but ur not whole,
a treacherous battle
stands in front of ur goal,
Let the games begin….


Breeze so soft in sunshine bright,
Embracing the trees like pure star light,
Caught up in a brilliance of glow,
So majestic with life it puts on a show….
spinning in circles silvery spark,
weak flickering candle lights up the dark,
time to go searching search for your whole,
your inner child crying deep in the corner of your soul,
its time to stand up time to be strong,for once believe your right,
stop thinking your wrong,
its time to make your own choices,
time to move on….
Oh solitary butterfly I look at you and wonder why, why oh why you fly so high ever reaching 2 the sky,sitting in the morning dew wait for the sun 2 shine on you, with the suns heat you do take flight, fly all day and sleep at night, so delicately sat upon a flower sit and watch you nearly an hour, nectar from the flower that you drink, so small and graceful that I think, that I should love 2 fly so high, like the beautifully blue solitary butterfly….

From the book of nemsis brown

Walkin down the corridor u do dis job on every floor,lookin left&lookin right u missed the shadows in plain sight,death is standin watchin u,fear&shame r right there 2,u play life far 2 hard,cut your wrists on long glass shard,u say seeing blood means ur alive in the deep dark depths where u survive,shun the hand that offers hope u’d rather go get stoned on dope,drink&drink till u pass out,inside u want 2 scream&shout,jus cant break out from this dark cage ur minds a battlefield filled with rage….
U have nothing I want he said, & I can never tell u, her mind whispered.. All she can do is txt as 2 his face she feels 5 looking up wit admiration, 14,16 looking wit adoration.. U could cuddle me, he says, break a rule.. Nos that she wud cuz shes a fool..
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