Pictures Of Us?

Hey, if your reading this you probably cared enough to wonder about my mind a little bit, so thanks.. About Pictures Of Us? It's a poem I wrote dealing with my issues.. If you don't get it, then... idk. I guess you just don't, even I don't understand myself.

Pictures Of Us.

I sit alone in this room, staring at this Stupid Ass Picture. Yes, I personified the portrait cause it's a photo of us, and what we could've been. And every step I take the eyes of us as loved ones follow me. See that's why I've become so agile because I hate to stop an think of what we should've been so I continue to move, so that contact within eyes would never be made.. Somedays I wake and wish we never made that bond, that so called love that we were so stuck in that we couldn't ever visualize the world in front of us, all we saw was each other. Lost in your eyes and you into mines we went off into this bottomless pit we call earth blindfolded thinking what we had would last until God called us home.. But I know you see me now stuck in this hell hole all alone wondering if I'll ever be able to look you in your eyes for more than five seconds ever again. Let alone touch you, then I'd feel the skin that I've set ablaze with passion and lord knows what feelings that would create. The only grudges I hold on too are within the reflection from the glass in front of us, how perfect we look inside this picture.. How filled my life would be with you still and yet, I'm falling down, yet again.... Why do we choose to love when eventually the pain is everlasting and more felt than the supposed love we feel? I'm lost in my thoughts of wishing I could be found once again within the picture, but I'm lost in a cage of sorrows and regret that I'll never be able to climb out of. Lost in these four walls that I'll never be able to claw my way out of.. My heart turns colder and darker within my intentions, numbing myself is what intend on doing to stay away from ever feeling the way I feel within this picture, it'll never last, I know it won't.. I wish I could ignite this room so we could finally be pieced together, forever...

In the passing of love it is lust we express, and nevertheless it'll be your breast, that I miss yes; but I digress..never will we be again but it'll be your love that I can't throw up since I digest... digested your lies and deceit, although those words made me weak, still transparent my outlook towards you has always been, seen through you always been; able to see through you to my ship in the open bottle, full throttle; I wish I fell yet again I'm glad I didn't cause I wouldn't have been able to stay hallow, this love lost I would've felt... 

soulo.

...hello, haven't really been in that writing mood, i guess cause i lost my inspiration (even though i never really had it) or whatever. but, i hope all is well that ends well with whoever reads these peices of me i put on here. until the next time -> "laugh through tears, persevere through pain, drive through hostility."

babygirl's potential ..

see what saddens me is , you open your legs for them boy who just want to deck you .. instead of being classy and stepping up too a man who wants to respect you .. now i'm not saying your stress can't be released sexually , but it's how less your ambitions are and how great your sexual drive is that's messing with me .. babygirl that man's dick ain't enough too free your soul , but a thought can spark your brain and free your goals , be mindful of the mindless , partially blindness , the way he stares at your body .. yet not seeing your mind for the potential it has , cause your just let him grip your ass .. and smack you up like your less than what he is , like your some sort of sex slave , with no brain you get fucked .. and suck , and blow jobs like Tommy from Martin .. all while he complains about your pussy not being good , and then moves on too the next while your standing there jinxed and as you knock the wood , your common sense hits you but your mind was left behind , all because you was blind .. since you chose too trap your mind ..

Decided to rap.... for the last time today.

Never hand me no hand me downs, like Kobe I'm shooting when your hand be down, she got my dick up like a stick up....just too hand me down, you a regular nigga I'm Freddie you wife her while I cut her, then she did the scissors with her bestfriend now everyone cutting each other...

Decided to rap....again.

Frail niggas waiting on me too fail nigga, but its unfair nigga how I step out and unfame niggas, y'all was never known before now y'all barely forgotten, air out niggas and stomp em', they stare at my airs and ask how I got em', I just continue to snap necks and just do it like Nike commanded me, after death I whisper in his ear I got these from the outlet b, battle me step up out your shadow you coward, I got more dictionaries than the university of Howard, meaning my words might go over your head, like did you know that inanimate was a synonym for the word dead, if you say yeah you lying to me and you can really dead out that synonym, while I'll stay alive and live out that antonym, get it nigga? Oh you don't get it nigga? Unless your heaux comes with a best friend you won't keep shit nigga, I'll keep my circle tighter than a brand new baby girl, you'd girl gon' suck my off yeah that's my brand new baby girl, how you feeling nigga, if you feel me nigga, try and touch me for real then we can see who can feel it nigga..