Pick me up!

Little stupid things that happened over that period,
It was graceful even though we din last till death

Breathing got heavy with the rain pouring hard,
Like a dick cut off and left to get charred

Communication was the essence, but we were left to evade it,
That face I only saw in an imagination well lit

Decisive, life got and I somewhere read this day,
Today you're somewhere, as of me, I can me moulded like clay

Quit playing these games come on, when I told you once, Just fucking Move on
Don't tell me to understand you and how it feels,
Just because I don't show, doesn't mean I don't shed when I kneel

You said those words which were the arrow that cut me through,
I'm dead today, but somehow my heart still beats for you

Emotion like i said, is hard in me baby,
You got me wanting you more, oh you got me insane and so crazy

But those 3 words come back to haunt and hit you right on the face,
LIFE GOES ON, and like a slut I wait for you to pick me up and race ..

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He

In the darkness, in the darkness down there,

lay a store, leading to it was an isolated stair

A boy went down every day after school, he found his shell, his fucking room

What happened at school? Why did he trot all the way down?

Bruised on the face, he smoked a cigarette each time he went down,

A cigarette borrowed each day, from a source unknown

Sick of a living, he slapped his professor today,

His dictionary had all the words, leaving glee, happy and gay

HE'S GONE, the store's burning today with a strong might,

Apathy there aint no one who could save his soul, his mind

He lay there alone, charred and burnt,

The Cigarette yet burning, the butt was still smelling strong

His hand charred, but his life burnt since the very start

He was buried at peace, but no one knew what went wrong with him

He burnt the store himself,

because his dictionary had jeopardy and stink lighting BIG!

My Crib

New road, new path

Treading now like an aftermath

Savior someday, victim another

Look after your need, your beautiful mother

I'm over, my timeline just got erased,

as if I woke up in a forest amidst that haze

Not knowing where I lay, where I sleep

It's a graveyard now, here have a peep

Saw me? The reason to decompose is what you see,

Where are you baby, my reason to glee?

Each moment spent, each moment lived

You were the passion, the desire, the solace, MY CRIB

Gone are the days which will never come back again,

You're there, I'm here walking in that torrential rain

I quit those things you never liked me doing,

We were unfortunate to not last, never mind it's lifes PING!!!

Nobody sees it, nobody will kneel

But the Love was strong, it was agile and clean

So let's walk that road where we never will see us again,

and burn out like a Tyre, like we're each others sin!

I'll cherish you all my life, for the love you bestowed,

I wish I could tell you how much it meant, but I never showed

There was a fear, something pulling me afar,

You were the burning desire, but turned into my tar

I live with a face, without a blink or feel,

Don't sleep no time, You are God, I love you, I kneel !

Over

Never been in such a fix, it opened up to something called ‘Life’s Ditch’,

Condensed emotions seem to rain down; I was helpless, I staring down the road like a mere clown

You were the battery and me the generator, together we could have delivered light to many cratered

Somewhere, some point we went wrong, destined perhaps? I don’t know where do I head with this song?

Trembling insights to the moments we shared, I know for a fact that I genuinely cared,

Kept a watch on your doings, and your next step, was always the talk when low that got you pepped

Tormented thoughts define the soul within, I sinned, I sinned on purpose for you to move in rhythm

Writing this doesn’t feel real good you know, oh that time different, I loved being the arrow to your bow

Words lie today, and so do people, it’s the call of life, let’s fly like that eagle

And soar high above once again, but you in another sky, with another at some nest

Back to work, I’ll keep writing to us all life, but I know for a fact that ive been split into a zillion portions by that lethal knife

Shoot

Its hard, hard not to see,

a face so dismal so not submerged in glee

I can see a face lamped off with no light shining on,

why is it so dark, like a horny bugger not enjoying his porn

It was your face I had in me a few days back,

I changed, but did I really change in that click

Sent you that message saying this seems our last,

If it happened with another I wouldn't be that flabbergasted

Fuck, fuck no it can't be that hard,

but I'm being myself, each time I tear apart

Keep repeating the same thing to myself each day and out,

That man you live life once, so rejoice each passing day

Mocked all along,

never found the REAL meaning to a love song

Never meant to be in that phase perhaps,

fuck this, I'll be content and not a lummox pipe

But each time I sleep I think of a face before those eyes curtain down,

And stay away from any emotion, that would make me a fucking clown .. kJ

Keep posting

Post it, publish it,

don't you want to make your stuff worth it?

You maybe called a "show off", or that flaunting dick,

keep showing, til they adore you with each like click

You will have that one like if you're not fake,

your sweetheart out of all, will share you on hers too

And call you and tell you, "Baby, I love you"

I wonder how is it to be in a relationship,

do you stay afloat, or do you sink like a doomed pirate ship?

Keep posting your thoughts on pen and paper,

but technology made you own a blog, and claim a post to your name, you winner