mine is a pug
yours is a point
we breathe different
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mine is a pug
yours is a point
we breathe different
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mlowe5 says: And yet exhale the same smoking poetic smoke! To God Be The Glory, IMMORTAL WIZE. ONE. PEACE AND LOVE. |
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Final Breaking Point (10132025)not everyone has a gun but everyone has a trigger I say this because any day any time any place any where you might come across or cross the line of someone pushed beyond their limit fed up pissed off down to their last straw let's say their fresh out ain't got no mo straws but got a gun and quick to draw and you did or said something to tick 'em off we all have something that we know can easily set us off but we can't expect everyone else to know what that something is this is what makes the world a dangerous place to live in every day you have to figure out different ways to stay alive the objective is to keep moving forward and survive with every stride and not be victimize the pendulum swings both ways side to side our next move could be suicide read the room read the signs these are the times to be extra cautious and very careful not to put our self in a avoidable position for someone else to decide whether we live or die and we must take extra precautionary measures to keep ou... |
First And Foremost (10102025)I can't say you broke my heart it was already broke you gave me false hope I believed in us thought you believed in us too when the covenant broke I found out it wasn't true I never cried so much in my life since the time my heart first broke it had me at the end of my rope couldn't cope acting like I'm on dope everyday I wrote to stay afloat only a poet knows it's better when it flows like tears throughout the years threw out the old me no longer feel like you owe me an explanation for sinking the relation ship and ruining the situation we had I no longer feel bad I'm good better than you thought I would ever be I was foolish to think you would never leave me high and dry without supplies left for dead still survived only God knows how I rise too resilient to feel the pain but still sometimes I feel the strain it feels strange but not too intense to complain |
Too Close To The Sun (10102025)awhile back people were going on about the rapture I don't know what gave them the idea it was going to happen then I'm wise enough to say I don't know what's going on but what if it did happen like a dream that we completely forgotten upon waking maybe it already or did happen and what we're experiencing is symptoms of being left behind and those who thought they were going to be invited up to have hot tea and toasty crumpets in the sky were simply delusional at the time |
Internally (10092025)I know you're doing a new thing but I need the old you to come through I need to hear the sound of your voice let down your light guide me through I feel like I'm knocking on the door of a empty house seeking something that can't be found asking believing not receiving answers I'm needing please keep your all seeing eye on unseen enemies encamped around me watching my circle from the inside out from the outside in sin in my genes it's too many tears to mend I'm not innocent all I can do is call out to you I don't have a name for you I never seen your face before all I can do is imagine you poar out my soul to you in hopes that you poar into me |
Got The Drop (10082025)I was visited by what appeared to be a wasp wearing a very nice yellow jacket I killed it at once it took me by surprise I don't know how it got inside I stood silently by put my jitters aside then calculated a plan with a spay bottle in my hand saturated its wings then put out its little light before it had a chance to jab me multiple times I had no empathy I showed no sympathy I knew its capability the moment I posed a threat I would get stung repeatedly and suffer a painful inflamed response |
Leaving The Center (10082025)like a spiral the end is the beginning of another cycle swirling in a whirlpool spinning in a tropical cyclone inside a iphone trying to get to the clear warm center away from the brutal eyewall where the wind is too strong to hold on for long in this circular emotion lashed out but didn't crash out no doubt burnt out whelmed out submerged in the current can't swim out to try is suicide it's a powerful tide to surf on pulled under the surface out of control out of hand carried along drug in the sand dunked in the deep back on shore again stranded in a isolated place like a castaway who survived a terrible ceaseless turbulence |
Let's Pretend (10082025)let's pretend we don't see it let's pretend we don't know it's there let's pretend it's real when we know it's fake let's pretend we not bothered when we know it hurts us let's pretend it's not broken when we know it's not working let's pretend it's all a dream let's pretend it's really not happening let's pretend it's not make believe let's pretend we have not been deceived let's pretend we content when we know we not pleased let's pretend we got it all together when we know we falling apart let's pretend it's not real let's pretend we don't feel let's pretend until we can't pretend no more let's pretend we stopped pretending to pretend |
Jot Jot Jot (09282025)I thought I could write for change, I made a few dollars and some change. |
Spell It Out (09262025)politicians tend to speak with their hands as if the deaf is listening it's hard to hear a word when all the signs are whispering |
Knock It Off (09202025)what we doing now what can we rap about what can we joke about what can we write about what we doing now we can't be still sleep it's too much noise in the house get down from there it's only a mouse dragging its tail leaving a trail you heard the tale about the farmers wife and the carving knife have you ever seen so much blood in your life |