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[me]
When the music starts it possess my mind my heart my actions
i get more ****** up then the jackson 5
i feel alive I breathe in and out to live to to die
when the demons inside it makes me levitate i love to fly
i gotta fight temptations the devil sweet talks to saying we could be side bye side
[devil]
making music dont you wanna ride riely? dont you dream of the pride?
just slide this pen down the contract and sign
twitcheh twicht whats with your hadn riely? dont think about it im not lieng
this hole world wiLL reside inside the palm of your hand and abide
bye your very word but once you sign your tied to service
you can never quit see? here is the verdict its so you its perfect
dont worry ill alwase love you our relationship? id never hurt it
your a word smith heres your hammer now word it
You love battle rap see that line Reverse it
See? its perfect for you and me to be one in another
For all of eternity ill be your lover
You can perform for just me ill keep you alone ill forskae all others
yea fame has a price but its easy to pay well be closer than you and your mother
[me]
You silver tounged **** get away from me i gotta stay sane
but everyone just wants so much from mae i cant say
what i want to without stumbling and mumbaling my mouth betreys
me You can fix that? you can make me better than anyone else hey?
Well so can i i just gotta try, You will be with me forever?
and never give me up our relationship you would never sever?
but your evil you hate me you already forsake me how can you take me?
[devil]
No its not like that thats what he wants you to think
You have the opportunity now dont shrink
Show some courage here the contract i know you have the ink
Lets Bond and fuse to eachother like a chain link
[me]
Why do you want me? WHY
[devil]
Becouse your mind is buetifull i love the way you are
resisting me only gets harder just saccumb and ill make you feel numb
ill hummble you no more will it trouble you trust me i know you
[me]
NO no one know the true me even god he Gave me a lock i and i have the key
[devil]
Well im right here Hes not so who you gunna believe
be the tough guy just roll up those sleeves
[me]
So tragic i guess this is the only way i can have it
im sorry i once had a chance but i didnt grab it
and now i believe im to old to be salvaged
Form:
Game
I just met you,and everything was going GREAT
You made me feel something I could not fake,this
feeling I couldn't seem to shake! I really don't know
why,because I've never felt this way.
You say you like
me a lot so, tell me why haven't you asked me out?
This game you're playing isn't fun,
If you wanted to
admit okay you've won,
but still I'm not ready to say i'm
done,You're playing this game for fun,
I'm playing to win
you,I'm trying to have you,
to be with you,but I'm losing
and I'm growing scared I might lose you too,
My heart is beating
fast I DIDN'T SIGN UP FOR Russian Roulette,
I signed up for you
i'm playing by the rules you're playing by the game, this isn't
fair I think you're cheating!
Every time I think I'm close to
winning,you roll the dice,
and you'll so far away so far from my reach
I can never tell you how badly this is hurting me,I'm not about
try, and catch you if you DON'T want to be caught,
I'M not interested in playing TAG,
I'm fatigued I thought you really
wanted me,but I guess not, that's how you do,
I wish I had
never met you, that day I will always rue!!!!
I'm done with the GAMES,
Now you're alone playing Solitaire
You were an alcoholic, my mother says,
Fixing me with her timid tear-watered gaze –
You lived in paradise, on the wings of angels,
And you were an alcoholic…
So we had to take you away
Like Eve with her apple we had to remove you,
From the temptation – from your final graceless fall
We did it to save your life
She says it, tremulously, and I make no rebuke,
Offer no sharp retort
But she knows, and I know, that tearing me from Paradise did no good
That I am still an alcoholic; always will be
For though the booze was cheap in Paradise, the thirst is in my soul
And wherever I am, it comes along too
A dehydrated demon, crouched in my belly,
A baby screaming for milk – laced with your finest vodka
I crave the drink, I cherish the drink…I hoard it like Gollum with his precious ring
And whenever I can, wherever I am, I thirst and I swallow
And I fly into the air on tenuous wings,
Unshackled from sobriety for a brief tempestuous time
But the hills skimming below me are bleak,
There are no angels with me, and my heart is a cold lump of lead
I am consumed by bitterness
For though the alcohol remains, the landscape is not the same
And all is now black where it used to be shades of grey
And oh God, how the memories haunt me now,
Memories of when I used to live in Paradise, and drink…
How I soared above those Utopian beaches of golden sand,
Over those glossy jungle-garmented hills
They were my salvation, my succor during my drunken despair
But I was cruelly torn away from my precious Eden not so long ago,
And sent to purgatory to repent, still nursing the thirst, deep inside
And now here I sit, on the banks of the Styx, still thirsty – still drinking
Still an alcoholic, swallowing acrid mouthfuls of angst and self pity
But there is no Paradise now to comfort me, no angels with gossamer wings
No one to wipe the whisky tears that stream down my ashen cheeks
I am an alcoholic still, with nothing left to live for and nowhere left to go
So when my mother says she wanted to save my life – to save me from myself
I look at her in sullen silence and wonder;
How the loss of Eden could ever have taken away my alcoholic shades
When the mutinous eyes that stare through them belong, solely, to me?
I put my lips to his cheek
Reminded me of winter time, not ice cold
Without warmth yes, but with texture
hard to the touch like a rubber glove on a rock
Thoughts will never leave me
Sad thing is this is the memory that stands out most
Not the little things like dinner or TV
But past conversations about death
Sitting on the front stoop at night conversing
He wanted to believe, yet as time drew near he recollected.
"When I was an altar boy..." and he went on.
And as we stared into the dark, star-filled sky, I was terrified of truths.
Philadelphia was never so quiet, so lonely, so alien.
I could tell he was doubting his own beliefs
Nearing death, as he knew he was, things became concrete.
The inevitable set in and so did regrets.
In that moment I told him how i felt, to reassure him of his beliefs.
It made a difference, re-establishing his faith, so to speak
Mine as well. All I could think of is how scared I would be
If I were He. I prayed.
For strength, and for him.
Out loud, to whoever wanted to listen...
I tried to revive him, you know, for minutes like hours
Hands cupped, pumping on chest
Got too amped, scared, my adrenaline submerged my pancreas.
Broke his rib cage as he had broken promises
I sat there and was lost for second time in my life
Left the room that had been his as a child
Went downstairs took my mind away for a minute
Cannabis didn’t help, I sat there alone
Waiting for the wagon to come and take my new old friend
Big city life, wagon was late, 3 hours sitting
With the carcass of “from which I came” upstairs
We had a moment, both all alone, both on different planes,
We always were
A huge part of me just vanished that day
My spontaneity, my innocence, my mirrored image
No more “life of the party”, I wanted to be alone
Lost, stranded, discarded and left alone
Left me when I was seven, met up again when I was twenty-two
Fifteen year gap between father and son
He could’ve done better, done right
He didn’t, so I did
No regrets; never regret, or regress
If I didn’t move on, I would be him
Stuck in the past
But I am not him, nothing like him.
Yet I am still here, still alone
Questioning as he did
Sitting on the front stoop
Contemplating the Inevitable.
“2 weeks notice”
It’s the polite amount time to give before you move on,
Before you no longer have obligations to uphold with people you soon want to forget
But those are those people and I am me and unlike everyone else
I wonder
Why was I not worth it?
My supervisor always asks me do I have a lot on my mind,
Not because I am stressed,
Or even because I call out,
But because for a moment each and every day she spots me in one place or another
Just staring…
I tell her no,
But the truth is I am thinking of a letter addressed to god,
And in the letter I will hold back my rage and all my pain and simply ask..
Why was I not allowed two weeks notice?
Two weeks notice to run one more errand that was asked of me,
Two weeks notice to run down the street to the market to get those groceries,
Two weeks notice to wash that last load of clothes that she just couldn’t find the
strength to finish herself,
Why was I not given notice?!
Notice that she would no longer be there to greet me at the top of the steps after my
typical teenage day,
Notice that she would no longer be at the other end of that shiny gray cell phone I bought
for her on her birthday,
Notice that everyday that I would walk into her hospital room, there would be a need for
me to remind her of my name,
Notice to remind her that I was her baby girl,
Notice to remind her that I loved her every moment of every second of every day,
Why was I not given notice,
That when the meningitis finally took over treasured memories of her mind,
And that when the aids and stress finally weakened her body ,
That I would never be able to sit at the bottom of her bed and just stare at her placing
her favorite scented oil behind her ears,
That I would never be able to sit in my room and write of love while listening to her sing
gospel songs in the bathroom,
And at the end of my letter to god,
I will leave a post script,
Asking him that when the moment arises again for him to take another of my beloved kin
That he please be polite and give me
Two weeks notice
-Shelby
Form:
You and your friends are the main characters
I am just a camera man recording the moments
You people loved and cared for each other but me
Today was a day to rejoice at the familiar park
I would love to remember my one last day
Great memories were cherished and kept
The sandbox was walked on with my final print
Leaving me behind in the back, alone was enough
I walk along to the streets, still recording
The first time I hear your voice calling my name
Screaming at me to move away now
I turn to see and so my whole life ended
Was it tears of joy or sadness?
I am long gone; there is no need to shed a tear
The place I lay is now my home
The friends are heartbroken, but why?
I gave too much pain in life
People should be happy now
You gather at my memorial
You say your prayers and wishes to me
I will not be able to stand by you
I watch in silence from a new home
I weep until the last person leaves
The only tears I have shed for everyone
People gather to watch the video
The memories and the pain
Again there were more tears
Others walked away from the beginning
The people who stayed were there to the end
I see myself holding the new camera
I leave the camera pointed to someone special
She was always a great friend to me
We shared our memories and secrets
Her name is on thing I can’t say
She changed my life and how I see it
I called her my best friend
The memories we both experienced were forgotten
She left me old and made new friends
I believed in fantasy not reality
The warm smile changed to a normal smile
The way I think of her has also changed
I have a secret, but will you listen
At the end, you realized I wasn’t important
But when I was by your side I was your friend
How things change during a couple of years
I have forgotten friendship
I have forgotten love
One thing I won’t forget is my last word: goodbye
Form:
The beauty of self destruction
comes before you know that its done.
It happens when what makes you happy
Ends up making you hate someone.
To be tricked by a lover,
by someone who you're supposed to trust,
Into thinking that you were so special
But learning you're no more than dust.
To be so brainwashed that your life has poured out
And all you are left with is fear.
Fear and hate and sickening thoughts
and hoping the end is soon near.
Not the end of life, you see,
but the end of this dreadful demise:
The journey that brought me down so far
That others look down with their eyes.
In the process of stopping the stress for me
I caused all my loved ones such pain.
By crying about my situation
And ignoring when they ask again.
Expecting that they would always be near
unaware that I was breaking their hearts
Assuming that they 'd understand
and not leave me there in the dark.
But the more you worry about yourself
The more you cause others to hurt.
I knew that he'd get distasteful towards them
To me, it's like eating dirt.
I could have stood up, told him just to leave,
that family and friends were more dear
But my selfishness and my vain enterprise
Left me with my family not near.
Sure they still love me and they always will
Sure they'll still be there when I'm down.
But I can't expect them to ignore all my pleas
When I act as I'm all smiles, no frown.
They all tried to help, tell me what was best.
They knew that deep down in my heart
That I was slowly destroying myself
like pissing on somebody's art.
I fool myself, but not my loved ones
They always knew it wouldn't last.
I've wanted out for so long, you see,
But out of fear, I'd pass.
So now here I am with a glass in my hand
All alone with this wine.
It didn't have to be this way,
I'd had happiness all the time.
Form:
THE SHAME OF SHORTNESS
It was such a small while
But it made me smile
A brief encounter with peace
Someone whose love I truly believed just might never cease
Serendipity and joy would birth it
And yet brevity was worth it
If only for a supremely short time
She took me to a land sublime
And embraced me as no other woman has before
And there have been women by the score
I know we were good together at least for little awhile
When she came to make me smile
I wanted to be one unit, one entity, one heart
Whilst serendipity and joy continued to play their apropos and appropriate part
And wonder was the sensation of us being united
Then I, as the king of fools, was duly knighted
With no sword in sheath nor shield
Only the wish to know what wonder would yield
It was such a short time spent resplendently
As I treated the lady’s lips with gentility
A kiss on the lips of a miss whose lips I miss now
And if you wish to learn the way to play a game she’ll be proud to show you how
With a wink and a slightly naughty nod
To her wicked and wrathful god
Who wouldst conceive a plan for a man to become thusly damned
But in that short snippet of forever we answered only to one another’s demand
Still I cannot recount without understatements a tale of my being so completely lost
And swear to you that lady’s well laid plan, for me, came at quite a cost
And upon this frivolous heart her name will forever be
etched
Similar to the painting she created and very well sketched
while I wept for the love she would defile
but for a sliver of the universe she came to make me smile
And as for me I ain’t buying into another lady like her when this is said and done
Also I vow to harness my lust until I repeat it with the very next one
© 2010.…..free cee!
I disintegrate into the cold room ,
I feel you inside me screaming to save your life and I know it's not my choice.. I begged him
not to drive us here.. and I sit here.. I see your picture on the screen , and I hold the tears
back, knowing it's my job to protect you, and I couldn't even protect me, and they march me
from room to room in my blue gown.. and I wish he would come marching in to save us.. I
wish he would change his mind from his selfish anger and pride.. and in that moment I pray
for his cold heart to warm... and I feel you moving inside of me.. and it's almost our turn my
love.. and I hold you , and I know I can't live through this... no... and you ask me..why
doesn't he love us? and I don't know... and they bring us into the room and they put the
needles in and the room is cold and I want to run and I want to go out there in the waiting
room and scream at you , but it doesn't make a difference , you already made plans for the
day after you threw us away... two precious lives away... beauty and love in a trash ...
without regret ... without a tear ... and I know .. and I lie there as they put us to sleep ... and
I know when I awake you will be gone.. my love.. a whole world full of lullabyes .. and the
doctor tells me to count to five and I watch the door.. one last time for you to come.. to save
us.. but you don't... and now .. I wake up .. And he is gone.. and I drive home ... with you,
but alone... never again will I answer the phone ...to someone who said their heart was
empty to me.. to throw away it all... everything that was beautiful.. and good.. and that was
a world of love all for you... May you forgive me ... Christian Mathew Tuthill... 9-10-08
written By -Amy Everett
Listening to Tori Amos - A Thousand Oceans
Form:
It’s been a few years since YOU were taken away
and I was wondering if you ever think of me
I don’t know if little angels remember the ones they’ve left behind
or if they ever take a look just to see
what becomes of a broken heart
that’s never had a chance to mend
What’s left for a mother to do
when she no longer has a child to tend
How am I supposed to live
when I have lost the will
Because I’m so overwhelmed
Missing YOU still
There are so many memories of the good times we shared
They seem to always bring a smile to my face
Eyes of laughter, eyes of love no longer beaming at me
They’ve gone far away, without a trace
Tell me what can I do just to deal with the pain
It’s got me aching so bad, it sometimes hard to maintain
How am I supposed to cope
I don’t know what to do
When my mind is so consumed
With thoughts of YOU
As I’m writing these words, the tears are falling down my face
As I reflect on the best time in my life
Although a few years have gone by, it often seems like yesterday
That my heart felt like it was cut into pieces with a knife
Tell me how long will it take
Before I’m finally at peace
And tell me what I must do
To cause my heartache to cease
Am I being repaid
for some wrong that I’ve done
I feel like I’m living in a world of darkness
…with no sun
The only comfort I have is knowing that YOU are safe
And as happy as YOU could ever be
Hopefully, one day we’ll see each other again
And I hope that YOU will remember me
As the one who gave YOU birth
And who would do anything for YOU
I’ve loved YOU more than life itself
And I know YOU loved me too
I will love YOU always
No matter how much time goes by
And I will never stop loving YOU
Even when I die