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2nd Freestyle updated

(This is the start of another battle. Last night I was chatting with another person that I met on a different poetry site. He said that he liked to freestyle and he wanted to battle me. So I left him the following bars to respond to. I didn't have much to go on since his profile was set to private. Please let me know what you think of it. Also if anyone wants to battle I'm game. Just shoot me a message. Without further ado here's my "First round".)

Adam Smith well here's my first issue, I don't really know enough about you to diss you. I can't see your profile, no idea of your rap style. No idea if you're grown or if you're just a child. No matter though cause I get buck wild, as you'll soon witness. Tear your face off like the logo for the Misfits. Leaving mass carnage up in this b**ch, and I just flipped my mind switch, from a gentleman to the GOAT. Step up or step off cause my words got you by the scrot....

(UPDATE! Adam Smith never responded. So I decided to battle myself)

Now listen here old man, your verse went to the trash can. This is a young man's game, your style is ass Fam. It's my prize to take, your whole style's fake. You're battling yourself and losing for f**k's sake! Every day I wake and bake. Is it nerves or do you always shake? This was a bad idea, you should take a break!

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When Will There be a Next Time

Sitting in the sun
Thinking of old times past
Alone in isolation
Will these memories be the last
Writing these few lines
Hoping to strike a nerve
Maybe to rekindle
The flame that once burned
The memories once so vivid
Are slowly starting to fade
As Time goes by with no reply
I start to feel betrayed
I feel like you're not listening
Like you never really cared
Was your entire plan for us
To cause misery and despair
The test of time has proven
What I should've known from the start
Although you had ALL my love
I never really had your heart

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Last Night's Freestyle Battle In Full

My 1st round:

I know we just met and you seem like you're cool but there's a whole bunch of s**t that I don't know about you. Now I don't care about your race, what kind of car you drive, or how much you make.

I don't need to know if you're gay or straight, skinny stick thin, or extremely overweight. Gender is irrelevant, as is religious preference. You might say that's insane, but the madness IS my method.

You see when my brain is lucid I can come up with new s**t have you st-st-stuttering and dropping excuses... Oh man you're clueless, but if you're ready to do this just know that you're in trouble and to quote Michael Buffer "Let's get ready to rumble!"

Tcatza's 1st round:

you say u know nothin bout me.. I'm ghost like the holy trinity.. I'm one in three multi personality vomiting u sick like a disease.. im scribbing ur mind like graffiti. u can't see me. u say it's all irrelevant but ima jam it down ur throat like n elephant.. u can't claim insane when ima the one with 3 brains I'll stuff ur head under a train. I'm runnin this mad game u take the blame i steal the fame leanin on my gaudge like a cane walkin away with all ur pay..on ur broke knees can't even pray.. I took ur voice away.

My 2nd round:

If I ever prayed I'd burst into flames. I'm not exactly insane I just bring the pain. I bring it how I live it the violence so exquisite if you knew what's good for you you'd leave this very minute

You claim ghost like Holy Trinity that doesn't mean a thing to me because I cut the veil and walk in both planes equally you say that you took my voice and by your last verse you think that you're beating me But I'm just kicking back conserving some energy. Here's a bit of advice I'll translate what I said Tempis Fugit Momento Mori. It means time flies remember death... Hear me knocking yet scythe in hand. I'm here to finish what I started it's all part of my plan.

Tcatza's 2nd round:

don't worry u are my prey ill tip the glass flick the match watch u flame. don't trip I will leave this very minute as u burn with the evidence. no point in beatin u.. ur dead.. mouth full of charcoal matchin ur head.. you're right time did fly watchin u die. I pryed the scythe from ur barbecued hand. scrappin ur joke of a plan as i still stand.. crown me king as spread ur ash over my land.

My final round:

From the ashes I rise you can call me a Phoenix I'm going to tell you something and I really do mean this. I'll say it slow so it sinks in your head: You cannot kill what is already dead.

My bars leave corpses and I leave bloody and remorseless just imagine the damage if we actually joined forces. The world isn't ready for that yet I'll bet.

I'm like the monster hiding in your closet, don't investigate the case cause punk you'll never solve it at night I'm gunning for your throat damn my mind's distorted... Now you know the reason why they called me Morbid

Tcatza's final round:

like ya said can't kill the dead so we both can gun eachothers throats over and over never closer we both climb spittin dope rhymes so of course we should join forces the world still breathin we need it bleedin.. like the 4 horseman no mercy we're heathens.

(Each of us think that the other one is the winner... I leave it up to all of you to decide in the comments please vote for the winner by simply commenting with either Tcatza's name or my own plus feel free to give any comments or opinions about the battle as well. Thank you!)

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Fear

I'm shaking like a leaf
I'm curled up in a ball
Pressed into a corner
Up against the wall
The fear is ever present
The reason quite unknown
The answer is in my head
But the door is always closed
The meaning of my existence
Is to constantly be afraid
The condition is quite serious
Positions I cannot trade
Some people call me crazy
But if they only knew
Lunacy would be so easy
Compared to what I go through
A welcome change of pace
A reality of untold truth
For if you knew what I did
You'd be petrified too.

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Sleepless

4:00 in the A.M.
Useless to go to bed
I have too many things
Going through my head
Piled up like a train wreck
My mind won't let me rest
Although my body is fatigued
And my sanity is stressed
I'm hard-pressed to find the reason
The method for my madness
This sadness is plaguing me
Driving me to my destiny
Easy enough
For me to just give up
Just to lay down and be run over
Because I have had enough
But you know I'm not that way
Because I need the pain
I feed off the pain
I live for the pain
I will die from the pain
Without it I could never be the same
I bring grief to my family
They don't know how to handle me
A loner I shall always be
As foreseen in my prophecy
Relationships won't have me
There's too much weight to carry
They all start to blissfully
But always end in tragedy
So take the chance and bet on me
51/50 the deck is stacked against me

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Freestyle No Prewritten Whatsoever

I have been messing around with some friends texting freestyle rap battles against each other to pass the time. Here's an example. I'll leave out my friend's name though. He said that I could share his verse.

This is his verse

I splatter words on canvases look in between the lines not to close you will receive nerve damage to many letters in front of your eyes then again you'll manage

This is mine...

Yes I can manage the damage with the mind of a savage. Words razor sharp causing havoc better get you a bandage. I'm on a wicked mission and I scare all your children. When you step in my vision you must not have an interest in living. Getting in my face is risky mind sick like a disease I'm quick to get pissy and hit you with a 3 piece... With a pop pop pop man that's onomatopoeia! Going up against me man I don't wanna be ya. Looking at your homies I see they don't want none either. So I'll chew you up and spit you out and leave you in the ether.

I feel like I came out ahead. But sometimes I'm better when I don't think about what's going to come out.

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Separation of Self

It is nothing you can see
It's born of dark inside of me
Calculating everything
To break away and take the reigns
I have lived an eventful life
Broken bones to mark the times
Pins and plates to keep me whole
But I've always had control
Parted lips a bloody smile
Roar like a beast eyes wide and wild
Must focus on that dreaded task
To maintain myself keep darkness back
Pushing limits too far at times
To keep control of what is mine
My brain was damaged when skull was cracked
Can barely perform the simplest tasks
When there's nothing left to break
I'll step back and give it reigns
It does no good for it to try
The shell is to damaged it has to die
In cowardly fashion the darkness flees
Cannot die in the shell of me
I reclaim the reigns just in time
Try to keep my vital signs
The pain is blinding but I don't mind
It lets me know I'm still alive
Try to focus try to move
Nothing happens it's way too soon
A shadow falls across my eyes
I hear a voice that I recognize
It mocks my failure but to my surprise
It gives me credit because I tried
The last thing that it said to me
It's my shell now I have the keys
I feel my essence start to fade
The broken spots are whole again
The darkness prevailed my time is done
Word of warning... if... you... meet me...
RUN!!!

(Based quite loosely on my real injuries and an overactive imagination.)

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Bad Dreams 2: The Awakening

(Please read the original Bad Dreams before this as this is a continuation of the first poem... Otherwise it won't make much sense)


The laughter has finally ceased
My eyes hold me captive
I see I'm at the bottom
The darkness has entrapped me
I survived the fall
I can't see where I'm at
I'm feeling all around me
Trying to get back
Hoping for a handle
A ladder or a rope
The only way back is up
Will to live my only hope
Fist goes to the mirror
Hand destroys the glass
I'm back in my own world
Now nothing keeps me trapped
Seven years of bad luck
Seems a worthwhile trade
Knowing now I can never look
At my eyes that will enslave

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Life In Rewind

By Chad Carlson

Today I looked at my life in rewind
Found the good in mostly bad times
Smiled a lot and even laughed a little
Until I got to the part in the middle
So much pain in the decade of my 20's
Left me a shell of myself lost and lonely
Lost my job, my son, my family and house
My car, my mind too for certain no doubt
I turned to drink I turned to drugs
Those things never left me only left me with a buzz
There are literally months that I can't recall
Until the day my friends dragged me out of my car
I had it in my garage with all the doors closed
duct taped to the tailpipe was a green garden hose
The other end was taped into the driver side window
Spewing in the toxic fumes for me to breathe in slow
I became dizzy and drifted off to sleep
It was calm it was tranquil I thought I would finally have some peace
But before I was actually deceased
My friends came and intervened
They were concerned about my well being
And the fact that it had been weeks since I was last seen
They heard the engine in my closed up garage
They kicked in the side door and pulled me from my car
I won't say their names but they know who they are
There's no way that I should be alive
How did they know to come looking on that fateful almost fatal night
Thanks to the 3 of you I owe you my life

*This event happened 3 days before I had to move out of my house. I lost my car 2 days after that*

I started going to nightly NA/AA meetings
Soon I was running them because I believed in their meaning
Now I only use medical cannabis because of my severe pain
I rarely drink anymore because I've learned to refrain
I wish that I never touched the hard drugs
They definitely left their mark
None of it was good
I should've known that from the start

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Ranting

The more I try
The more I fear
That I'll hear
Let's just be friends
Or be put on a shelf
Like a toy
To be used and abused
When it pleases someone else
Should I like it
Should I hate it
Should I even give a damn
Should I be someone else's puppet
Or should I take a stand
And demand respect
Or wear my heart around my neck
Paint a target on it
With a sign that reads "Who's next?"
Am I obsessed
No just depressed
The say a love lost
Makes the heart strong
I say a love lost
Means I've done wrong
Bouncing like a ping pong ball
Off the wall
Between love and heartbreak
Too close to make the call