Lover Letter #3

“IF YOU COULD SEE”

 

Ties to the soul as a mistic…

Views…

I want you to…

Give me…

What we deserve…

 

It’s my want thats…

All up to you…

I already know what I want…

Do you…

 

It’s always been you…

Voices hang everywhere…

Go for it…

 

The more…

I try…

To attach to you…

You break the cord…

Disconnected…

Pushing the road from…

Under…

Me…

 

It’s ok…

Even pushing through…

Me…

 

Kill me…

For me…

To stop…

For I…

Will still stand…

With half a heart…

 

I want…

To be the tick tick…

In your chest…

Strong…

 

I’ll come to you verbal whisky…

Strait…

Drunk off…

Me…

 

I love her…

 

This is something…

You can not…

You will not…

Ever be able to stop me from saying…

In my low tone voice…

Shade…

 

I love you…

 

So strong…

That I will take your last name…

 

Love Letter #2

“LIKE KIDS”

 

I am your personal adventure…

Pavement paving foot steps of adrenaline…

Waving back at you…

Me…

Looking pitiful…

 

Inside my head like use to be brain cells…

Will you under eye me forever…

 

Fear never!

I…

Am…

The…

One…

For…

You…

Ever…

 

Archery cuts if you turn your back…

Can you believe in a us…

 

There can be!

If…

There will be…

Can we convo?

 

Till light starts a new morning…

Let’s stay up all night…

 

Sorrow rabbit out of the hat…

Dissappers bad magic…

Can you imagine a company joint together…

 

Never comming home to desolate…

Comming home to sanctuary…

 

Always mindful of our homes and hearts always…

Move in…

 

 

Love Letter #1

“THE FIRST BLACK TIGER I EVER SEEN”

I…….

I don’t want you to ever…

Your mind is a puzzle…

Peaces all scattered out…

 

Yes…

Far you are…

It can never stop me…

It will never stop me from seeing me holding on to you…

 

Secret kiss mark I left on your forehead…

It wiped out every tear that hasn’t even came…

Think…

Think…

 

Thinking all pains away…

Of not seeing your face…

I can’t…

Not being in your place personally…

 

Im…

Holding on to my dreams…

I can’t let go…

 

 

I want to look you in your lost light eyes. Tell you that I love you for the first time. Face to face! Heart to heart! Troubles me to not see when your hurting! Inside out…….

She wields the definition of what I want. Needing so desperately! Free me into your hold. My fortune is upside down. She is the ability to keep It right side up! You are the the one half of my new invented love affair.

You invented love again. Show me all your love! Please don’t be afraid!

Please….

Don’t….

So Many Crosses

So much on my mind…

Insomnia words never sleeping…

Leaving a sleep depravted mouth…

Shaking my head…

For all the rong I did…

All the cars I stole…

To drive so far far away…

Till I see snow…

I have no goals…

I just have friend that are cons…

Pros at it…

Revival of my bible…

Blowing dust off the cross…

Please!

I need a prayer!

Mad at the same time…

Sad I had to lay ya.

No baptism after building a bloody dynasty!

Attractive left leg limp of a true child prodigy!

Smarts so quietly!

Amongst the loud back grown of my society!

Black Narnia!

Death targets with a kill me sign on your back…

They passed out counterfeit smiles…

You turned around…

To your smooth feelings.

Like you were a boss…

Oval shaped holiday holes in you…

You didn’t share the cause………..

 

 

 

You know What Bananas Do! That’s What I Did!

Break up?

Break up what?

Break weed up in a dutch!

Then twist it…

Separated is what you said to them…

Hell naw!

I climbed up out of that pit…

Hold on hold on!

Back up to when you stabbed me and gave me those cuts…

To find out I didnt do what…

With you know who…

You didn’t even apologize fool!

How many times did I have to tell you!

I DON’T CHEAT!!

Why?!

I wouldn’t want it don’t to me!

Plus I ain’t cheap…

I’m a priceless human being…

Go on and lie…

Tell everyone I was a bad guy…

However…

They were not there when my blood pressure was stroke level high…

My blood was so hot…

That they turned my tears in to smoke.

Chain smoking cigarettes till I was wulk…

Holy smokes!

I need another Newport!

My drugs wouldn’t even get me high no more…

Poor poor mind…

You burned away my good thoughts…

For awhile…

I didn’t even like the word torch!

Scars and scares me of what love can do to break you…

Up my sleeve!

I had an escape planed!

To flea from you…

I !

Felt !

Like !

Harriet……

Tubman…..

“🎶 Wait in the water…”

“Wait in the water…”

“Wait in the water children”

Ain’t no ryme or rythom to this…

I got the hell out of that bitch…

Elroy Jetson

It’s your boy elroy out of this world!

Gunz leaving train smoke never found so I’m as clean as a pearl!

Thughts to myself so I don’t reveal truth.

Fearing what you don’t understand is something I won’t do.

Taking teeth free root canal come see me.

Be at the bee hive with an extra set of fuckery.

Sets thrown up at me where finger get broken in places hoping there is a chance they will heal. Keep living your life like your actions don’t have deadly side effects like a foot up your ass to the heel….

Place your bets now for the summer on who will still be living. The city were the only protection you have is being incarcerated or dead seeing bikes wheelieing.

Sore hight into the inevitable incredibly optimizing serrated qualities gained from last week’s body. Drug dealer from the early 90s acting like it’s the late 80s trusted them kids till they couldnt even revive him.

They even put holes in his timberlands…

Shittt!

I’m Elroy Jetson!

I ain’t seen notta!

If One Year Still Hurts…

You ain’t right…

Why did you do me like this. Made me hate the world I live in…

You ain’t right…

Triple times I felt the high of leaving you behind. If I could have snatched out my own eyes…

You ain’t right…

Flirting with every man you see in front of me. Yet if I did the same it would end up in violence unnecessary…

You ain’t right…

Walking home to the apartment with tied knots in my stomach. Hoping I don’t see a past I hid from exploding.

You ain’t right…

You said I was controlling and insecure. Your out all night dressed half naked comming home with nubers in your purse…

Ya I’m insecure…

You ain’t right…

Never bringing income from a job and some. You always got money though. Who was that who just dropped you off hear at 1am! “Stop being so needy!” “That was just my cousin yo!”

You ain’t right…

Sometimes here say can be real say. Every guy that ever new her told me she’s not right man! Stay away!

You ain’t right…

I gave you the benefit of the doubt because I loved you no matter how. You proven me rong everytime so I’m out!

Stop that begging girl cause you just ain’t right…….

Voices No Longer Exist

(18+) explicit content

 

Explicit! Freedom of my speach. My mind is my condo of nasty things for us to play with.

You gave me the district! Teasing me with tongue twisters. Blowing the bubble wand. Using me as a appetizer.

Are you in disguise now? Like Halloween! Tight black cat woman type of spiced up you cook with.

Testing me! Saying I can’t have no more of it. Then I said you can’t have no more of it. You fake wined. So behind I gave you more of it.

The sensation orbited in educational taboos on location. You let me have what I wanted.

Girl! You spoil me clean with whole wheat barley! probably robbed me on site! Evaporated all the cake icing. left behind memories glazed across melinan.

The rooms skys temperature was benevolent…

True Encounters

Where are you going?

Holding that globe…

Love wonder woman…

Couple of children…

With the mean face…

Strolling past my place…

 

like a rock…

boulder till eyes over…

sight approved…

Attractions biggest move…

 

I stuck my tongue out at you…

That was the first time…

I seen you smile…

Cool…

 

I…

Hope….

I…

Made…

Your…

Day….

 

It’s Whatever

Early this morning I died in my dreams. I use to think that’s how people die in there sleep.

Anxiety!

Paranoid!

P.T.S.D.!

Is the trigger to an explosion making enyone a enemy.

 

 

To only those I do not love. Pro’s and cons of an ex con. Climbing up to the pro’s. I no you don’t no. It’s cool! You can’t even read close.

 

 

The tag on my T shirt says that he could be the worst. Then under it says 400% cotton. If this was years ago…

Lol…

Let me stop there…

Mark my unfiltered words. I was facing 40 fucking years for something I wasn’t even fucking aware of…

Truth!

Fuck the fractional solve of this equation un-mathematical! It’s always your word aginst there’s.

 

 

Can’t count how many times I said a prayer! The police and detectives were just shitty instigators!

 

 

Deep in my chalk heart. I was prepared with whatever outcome. I just wanted to lay on a bed an eat often.

 

 

Trust me though!

It may seem like it but there is no free meals in there. If I could be free to me it’s like dieing in my sleep…..