Knit Pick

Prove to yourself that your worthy of life…

I would but… Ifs to ands…

Subject tormented like pulling the legs off a spider…

Yet I’m a rider…

For all its worth…

No attachments of blood pumping…

Dropping shells out of the revolver…

Right after discharging…

Then discarded out of my inventory…

The millionaires would place there bets on me…

You want to no a secret…

I got lost in its power…

 

2nd verse…

Death notes when lecturing most killers…

I’m the compass on the page of a Atlas…

Why would they follow me like I’m leading sheep…

I’m not a leader…

I may or may not be psychotic…

Snickering at liers lie more…

I just let you dig a deeper hole…

Dive in it and never come back…

Like my dignity…

Nerves so bad…

I got to sleep with a mouth guard on…

 

Only a matter of time before I’m back behind bars…

I still stay on call…

 

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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………..

 

 

 

I Don’t Get It

I just don’t get these times any more. Whatever happened to a mature respectful conversation with a woman that stands in your eyes?

Why so defensive?

All I wanted to do was maybe get to know you. If your not interested…

ok!

That’s cool…

Yet…

You act as If i came at you rude. You turn your face up like a old pair of shoes…

Damn!

All I said was…

“hi…”

“how are you…?”

I’m not sexest or a pig. Im not staring at your breasts. A creep with obnoxious gestures. I am a man with principles! I am a man with respect! I no confidence I lack! Yet strong morals stay attached.

The best!

You look at me like I’m a threat! Like I asked you for sex. What makes me rude? Just because I wanted to talk to you!

Ladies…

Seriously…

Can you please help me here!

I just don’t understand?

What I’m doing wrong my dear! You just look at me like bird shit on your car windshield!

Why?

I just asked you for a minute of your time? I said how are you… Or got damn you look fine?

You do…

It’s just a compliment…

I didn’t curse at you…

How do good relationships get started? If you don’t want to be bothered…

Listen….

Don’t get me wrong!

If you don’t want to talk to me… Just please be respectful. Let me no and I’ll walk away graceful.

I can understand if your having a bad day.  Or your going through problems with your last mate… All im saying is…

I really Can’t understand your ways…

Trust me!

Sometimes I feel the same….

Way…

For the record!

I just wanted to say this…

Im not perverted or sexest… Nore am I a pig… Im not just trying to talk to you so I can hit it an quit….

You dig!

I’m not a male shobernist…                        No known records of abusiveness… A low tolerace for inmature foolishness…

I’m just a man that just wanted to see if we could start something new with this.

You don’t haft to worry though. I’ll never ask a women again. Can I get to no them.

Eny…

more…

I’m not a sexest!

I just wanted to get to know someone precious…..

 

 

 

“A yo!” “Wusup hommie”! “How you livin”?

My brain dome casted a spell on me like a mage. No pizza toppings were on it realizing that I’m just a pawn. “Happy Day Oh Happy Day!”

I made a nice amount of money today! No one to share it with! I bought a suicide note, a gollon of whiskey and a loaded 38. Special revolver.

I got so damn drunk and cried so much! I forgot to off myself… Every time I turn on the TV. I see people smiling… Everytime I go outside… I see people dieing… I wanna smile to!

If I smile… People will think I’m out to kill or rob them! How the fuck can I kill you if I’m already dead… I’ll just barricade myself in my room instead…

Throw everything I have out the window! I mean nothing to anyone… So my stuff means nothing to me! Some say it’s a privilege to still breath… Maybe there right… Being accused of a disaster… I didnt come home for 18 months…

I spent holidays fighting! Getting high and eating cup of noodles in my bunk! Fuck you mean! Happy to breath! I inhale pollution to seeing my generation become extinct!

I’m not saying that I’m not blessed. Every day I’m learning the life of pain. Life’s insaine… Life in prison dreams envisioned. Waking up to being a prisoner in my own community…

The sad part is.. This shit ain’t even new to me! So I stay and deal with days of picking up shell casings. Some with peoples names on them.

“Chris… Why don’t you move”!?

To make that much money I’ll have to live till my 80s saving up. Why don’t you fucking help me instead of asking why I’m still fucked up….

Feed up! It’s hard for me to eat! I’ve died 15 years ago… Do you think anyone came to view me… Nope! I’ll just wipe off my bloody hand on my white T shirt and throw it away!

That’s a little of how I’m living…

I don’t think I ever lived at all…