Can I Just Walk With Me

“Dedicated to little X and Lee… You two will never ever be forgotten…”

 

 

Some people think they’re helping when they are hurting.

Some people think they’re changing yet there worsening.

 

Some people will say they’re there for you no matter what.

When you need them all you will see is there butt.

 

They turn an I earning the title of a fool.

So when I leave first I’m considered crude.

 

 

Sometimes I feel like fuck it all.

Stuck in life while my stress turns me fucking bald.

 

Excuse me, can I barrow your life for a minute?

No you may not you low level dirty nigger!

 

Even if i did you’d be dead!

Before your life time prison sentence!

 

I fight the fracture in my heart that will fracture more.

Remain poor yet I really need a cure.

 

A remedy for a reminder helping to remember that I’m just tired.

I need not a therapist or a bible!

I need not a lier or a trier!

 

Teary eyed, eye ducks quack where I’m from.

When a child asks me can he pump my gas.

 

I remember giving him my last.

I remember feeling that.

In his mental state he might not last.

I’ve been were he’s been

 

Pumping my kidneys with cheap whisky and Gin.

I tryed to give him.

Hope.

 

At the sametime I no it wont work.

When his moms on dope.

 

So I feel like I lied to him.

Some days later he was shot to death.

They say his eyes were open with a smile on his face

 

That could have been me

The, then me….

I know he was smiling for there was know more cryin.

 

About the things he had to robbed for.

Some things he had to do behind closed doors.

 

I was never in his shoes.

If that were me.

That was talking to.

 

I’d tell me too…

“Get the fuck out the car!”

“This ah fucking jack move!”

 

Everything around me was tax free.

Hell!

I taxed drug dealers and thieves.

I made my own lanes open  to eat.

No job would ever, has ever hired me.

 

 

Not because I’m lazy, or I have had a crazy look of.

Outta facial placement.

By the time I was fifteen.

I had three felonys.

True story.

 

Back ground checked.

To have my…

first smile…

To know a honest check.

 

I heard the words I’ve been hearing my whole life.

“Sir!”

“We will get back to you next week!”

 

A month past….

I had very little to eat…

So me and my then girl friend.

“may her soul rest in peace!”

 

Started going drug dealing.

Sometime robbing sprees.

 

The only hope I had was…

To do shit that made me a slave.

 

I lost my best friend in a bad dice game.

He took shot gun to the face.

I faced hard ships…

Many!

 

Thinking to myself…

I won’t make it from here…

You can tell because you may care…

But!

 

My caring just ain’t here.

My ears can’t hear.

About…

You know how I feel.

 

I’m sorry…

Can you just shut up…

Please let me live…

 

Sometimes, instead of suggesting what I should or need to do…

 

How bout you!

Just tell me genuinely you love me.

And you will always be hear.

 

Till then…

Let me die with a smile and open eyes……..

 

 

 

(attention! in no way shape or form is this a suicidal note. Thank you and have a great day my peps!👍😎)

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Oh Lord!

Let me move back…

So I can see from the…

Highest heights into…

A drop of skin so crisp!

like air in Iceland!

Well In a picture somewhere…

I’ve never been…

 

Heaven send!

Better when!

You look into your!

Own reflection!

 

Refreshingly!

Irish spring commercial!

Lady of the!

Ummmm?

Someone you hover over!

 

From the site  of afar!

 

Were you are…

Up above so bright…

Stars in your eyes…

Cool like halls for a…

Sore throat……..

 

Aligned just rite…

Turning…

In a trending trap…

Tremendously!

 

Ment to see!

So I seen!

What I saw!

I want it all!

 

What I saw!

Was?

 

Something?

Someone?

Somewhere?

 

A dedication to…

A fable…

Yet true…

I’m enabled…

To touch…

 

If I could!

 

I would slide my!

Right hand?

Rite hand?

Wright hand?

Side of her mind…

 

I would slide…

Down the side…

Of her soft skin….

Looking her in her?

With my felony eyes…

 

A felony I’d…

Undress…

Her…

Mind…

 

I forgot to say!

 

What did I say?

 

Damn…

 

I want to melt on to you….

Like a hot candle?

 

No No No!

 

I want to hold on to…

Your waistline like…

A…

Black statue candle holder?

 

Damn!

 

Nope!

 

That ain’t right…

 

What  is it?

 

I want to push up on…

You like a…

Stroller?

 

Fuck!?

 

O!

 

Here it is!

 

Hi…

My name is chris…

What’s yours?😃

Creativity

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“Art done by me”

 

 

 

 

Birds!

Curbs!

Verbs!

Nature!

Crime!

Faceless!

Times!

Pictures!

Past!

Fixtures!

Crash!

Cash!

Reflection!

Texting!

LIFE…………………………..

 

The elements of…

All you need…

 

To genuinely be….

a….

 

The arts of an egg carton.

Everything you perceive.

Is all you need.

 

“Writers block is a lie!”

 

Like what ifs…

What it could have beens…

Can’ts…

Barriers…

Tantrums…

Over what’s next…

Luck is a substitute for faith…

There is no luck hear…

Open discussion……………….

 

Some people have ask me. “What could make me a better writer?” I tell them…

“Not worring….”

“Just write…”

Enything you can touch, taste, see Is your canvas for everything. Pick up your pin or paint brush etc! Pecil on paper!

 

“Designer’s of fashion…”

“Practicing is a lie!”

“Just do it…”

 

Just make it happen!

“Then move on!”

“On!”

“Do it for you!”

“Not The Audience!”

 

Criticisms can help as well as be your departure. Falling off your game… Baggage claim becomes to heavy to bare. When your scared of judgement from jelousy, Hating….

 

 

 

“Do it for you!”

“Do it for you!”

“Do it for you!”

“DO!”

“IT!”

“FOR!”

“YOU!”

 

 

Expression is your gun! So unload that sum ma ma bitch into a ink pin! Spit out your form into a subject!

“Your own subject!”

You don’t even have to think!

“Write!”

 

 

 

Break away from the norms!

Fuck they world up with just a word!

Of……..

What’s in your world!

Of……

Everyday!

It your world!

 

“So get ya ass ta creating!”

 

 

Peace, many blessings to you all!😊👊

All my edgy comment to!

Well sit back….

I’m never silencing them!

For you or enybody!

 

“Not you Iscribr.com…😏”

Peace✌!

 

 

 

Camp

Loving that…

Stifles…

 

 

Locking lips with a rifle…

Consumed by your…

Cran apple fumes…

 

Exploring…

Thee surface of…

Thee…

Pacific…

 

 

Your rituals dont scare me…

Identicle to a prayer meeting…

Sacred etchings on a..

Newly discovered drop cave…

For God sake…

Walls plus ecetra kisses…

Pretending…

As if it was our honeymoon…

Redipped in hotspings…

With persision, patiently giving…

I take so…

I can give it…

Give me that fruit bubble yum…

So I can pop you…

98.6 degrees Fahrenheit enters…

my mouth to my body tingles…

Like bubble wrap at that…

Pop!

 

I’m the new years resolution…

Your mama doesn’t want for you.

 

(mama)

“girllll you better stay away from his mind.”

“Not the man physically.”

“There is something you will never see inside.”

“This man!”

 

 

You didn’t listen…

Now your enveloped in…

As my prisoner…

 

Hypnotic…

Yemens flock of doves….

 

Camp

Father

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Chopping wood to… Make a kanew so I can sail away… On my own from you… That is me… Split into two… Now two minds with no clues on… How to find each others left behinds… To remind each other that we are you… Truth dropped the drowning sparrows approval……….

l….

Sunk…

Apart…………………..

 

 

 

 

Never really had one.

So I hung out all night with handguns.

 

“You ain’t gotta be a father.”

“To be a father….”

 

I rased alot of kids!

To live, love and heal up….

Foster care was…

The bottom of a bottle of malted liquor…………..

 

 

 

Never praying for tomorrow!

Tomorrow became the next day anyway…

With out you!

Then the same after the next day….

 

 

My father spent damn near his whole life behind….

A 4 walled, bars gone….

Day room shaped like a polygon.

Don’t get me wrong!

 

 

I was never upset that I didn’t have…

A…

One…

Of…

Those…

Flesh…

Of a…

Thing……..

 

 

 

“I always wanted kids……….”

 

 

 

 

 

Some of my own…

 

 

 

Just to be there for them to have…

One………………

 

 

 

In the name of all that is holy!

Ivory bright!

Tough as a priceless something!

I just can’t discribe……….

You can’t even name your prices……

“I won’t sell out!”

 

 

I never needed a father to love me……

I never needed a father to hug me…..

To help me tie my shoes….

Teach me what life can do…..

To….

A………

Young black male…….

 

 

 

I learned how to cut my own hair…….

Tie my own ties…….

 

“Welll a little bit…. Lol.😂”

 

 

Ride my own bike…

Hey!

Even if you came back into my life…

Now….

I wouldn’t be pissed….

 

 

 

“I’m not you…”

 

Instead!

I’ll embrace you…

Like I’m your father…

Knowing that…

Just like me…

You never had one either…

 

 

Both comrades from different wombs…

Hey man!

I could never be mad at you!

You are still my dad!

Can’t call you father though!

Your still my dad man!

 

I sent you a letter and I hope it sees you soon.

Happy fathers day big hommie…….

No Picture

“Astonishing!”

One word to discribe the mentality. Yours can jam my mind up like, New York traffic. Trafficking you through my mind like bad habits. Drugs that do damage. So good to me…

Damn rabbit! I can’t catch! Catch up to stop. With out that sassy mustard. I want that voice that stays sweet like custard. My costume can be your birthday suit. Days that smile

“Say cheese!”

Flashing my knowledge as bright as I can! The feeling will never ever flash back! That Reflection from the beautiful sun will… Block its surroundings for my irises. Shutting down…

The mind stops it functions. I really want to spread this butter. On your toast. My Knock off designer mind is gone. The hyperbolic time chamber Is where I live in. The testimony to my longest years of lonliness needed.

“lockness!”

One time seen event. A typhoon I triumph over. My battle could have been finnaly finished. If I caved in. I’m in a cave. I’m just a cave man. Caved in… Caving in my crazy sence.

“throwing it!”

“pull!”

“pow!”

“I never ever miss my targets!”

“I targeted!”

If I didn’t hit my targets. I faked it. To dissolve an dismiss my desires. I have cave them in. Fenced them in. A shock callar on. In case of mentioned.

“Shit!”

“I’m buck ass wild!”

“So that might turn me on to!”

confused about what can make me live forever. With a you… Or if it will burn my hebrew soul. Holy water boils on the stove. I dipped my two fingers in this dream. That burned the hell into me.

Awakend with out your picture…

Unperfect…

Soul…

So perfect…

Yet…

The death of my future…….

Frag-Mental

“To the ones who loved someone so much that…

“You would have litterally given your heart to them… If they needed it to live….”

 

 

I hated…

I hated you…

I mean…

I disliked you…

I hated myself…

I didn’t see…

Love is blind…

Brightness, blinded by faith…

 

I believed in us…..

No matter what they said…

To me……………

 

How can I eat?

How can I?

 

Well you’ve heard it before…

So you no what I’m going…

To…

Say…

 

No Hurrays…

No epic days…

No love for eny…

Or enything…

I tured my back on many……….

 

I just want a….

Cold wind kiss…

From you…

 

I just want to tell you….

I love you…

Again…

The best time to say it…

Was in the morning…

 

I laced up my mind…

Ripping the strings…

 

A beast crying…

I fried myself in…

The oil of no God……

Felt……..

 

Thee aftermath….

Turned into trust issues…

 

“Yall know what I’m talking bout!”

 

Cant give…

The next…

Him or her a chance…

Over and over….

 

Hurt…

Into more…

Hurting…

So bad….

From hurt after hurt…

 

Trusting…

I was once told…

 

“The fxxking you get…”

“Is the fucking you get…”

 

I tured into a vic…

Even a vice-president…

Of being fucked over…

Sometimes….

Easly notice……….

 

Hating…

So pissed off…

That…

I look at…

Women differently…

Not being attacked…

At all…

 

Good bad or risky…

Tryin to pass love…

Onto….

me…

I think back to…

A bad history….

 

Yet

I dropped the ball…

Of wanting….

Like a nervous QB…….

 

Never whole…

Never complete….

Nevermind….

 

Never satisfied….

I’ll be fine…

With out a you…

Or her!

Or her!

Or her!

 

“Me…………..”

 

I’m the one who…

Got away…

No one else…

Has ran from me…

 

Can’t catch me………

Now….

No excuses….

No exceptions….

Expectations….

None……

 

Sxxt!

This is a problem….

That….

Some peoples end….

There lives over….

 

Treaded like left overs…

Or quick rebounds for…

Others….

 

“Like I said…. Left overs”

 

Where is the love?

Your great grandparents…

Had…

The simpler times…

Died along with them…

 

No more on earth…

This is the last…

Fragments of a….

 

“Exctintion…”

 

Desired to be……..

Destroyed………………

 

This is our death of caring…

Selfishness over everything…….

That Venom

“artwork by me”

 

Crush the lemons

Creative

Let loose the citrus

 

Great tasting ingredients

Recipe for something steamy

Something good for the recipient

Creamy

Center

Till the peak of uncontrol

Explosions

Under the bridge

Sqeezing out the tears of joy

Testing the taste

Till I know if it’s to my liking

So thirsty

Parched

Plus

I need that adrenaline

Rushing tawards my

Selfish likes

Not selfish if tight

I had missed my lips bottom

Got some on my white v neck

T shirt

So right that

I suck all the juices

That were left on it

From out of the cotton

Lemons to lemonade

The space I fill with

Goods

To act right

Act ups

Hick ups

On a dim evening

I will

Still eat it

So so so sweat

Nothing compares

Hooked like

Held like

Felt like

The lemon smiled at me

Is the lemon

Consuming me

If the prices go up

I will find some way

To purchase one

Try one

There is only one I need

Spring

Winter

Summer or

Spring

Fall I think

Not in that order though

Juicey on me

Everytime

So juicy to enjoy

Intakes this

Tingling

Rambling on

Feeling

Opening

If un

Then opening it

Till my spinal

Spirals Into a spiritual awaking

Feel like

Marshmallows dropped

In warm coco

If the lemon had pockets

I’d be in and out like

A bank deposit

Hoping I can

With drawl out it

In time

The chances of that

Are like

Trying to grow my hair back

HaHaHa

This damn lemon

Is going to give my a

Outer body experienced heart attack

Fxxk Sxxt

“Art done by me”

 

A use to be a fool

Use to be me

A use to be fiend

For what use to be cool

What use to be clues

I thought us to be true

Use to be me

Use to be you

The use to be brute

This use to be true

I use to be to

I use to be dumb

I use to be cruel

I use to hold tools

lots of blood

There were pools

I use to show proof

like it use to be cool

You use to talk Sxxt

You use to have a front tooth

“Kids”

Don’t use to be me

Like

I use to be a fool

Be what use to be taught

In order to self improve

What use to be now

Will be tomorrow soon

Dream

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(art work done by me…)

 

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Official like two ply tissue….

Who high?

I am!

I missed you…

 

From when you use to…

Dig in your nose…

Then tried to hide it like…

I didn’t know…

 

Or when you put on those…

Thick ass socks when it was hot…

 

The arguments…

Then forgetten what about…

 

Little of the littlest things that…

Plagued a man’s mind…

Mine!

 

Pulling out!

That hang nail called!

Ouch!

Crying…

In…

Denial….

Hating me…

To call me back later…

Texting me…

Saying something like…

 

“You hungry?”

 

I held my pride back!

Like gunz when they go!

Click! Clack!

 

Laughing at my damn self…

When I got to the door…

Ringing that damn bell…

 

We might have broken up then…

Over 1000 exaggerated times…

Yet!

When it came down to having my back!

You were the first one right behind!

 

That house we called the be hive…

“Gang shit…”

“Don’t think to hard or try”

 

Us…

Dangerously smiling…

We were like…

Two dumbass kids running wild!

Acting like adults!

 

Even though we…

Both had to to survive in…

Eyes burning salts…

 

” then I awakend…”

“Opening my eyes…”

“To measure It up…”

“It was all just in my dreams…”

“All a dream of you and me…”

“All the special slow jams…”

“We should have been…”

“Now…”

 

“trying to sleep hopefully getting that dream back…”

“Crying all damn night to myself still wishing you were by… ”

“My…”

“Side…”

 

A yooo!

If you can hear me!

I’m here thinking about our old history!

 

Rest in peace my old flame…

Even if it blew out….

Mentally……….