Ask Myself this all the time...smh...lol...

Something Personal

She told Me...Mind on Fuk You....
But I love You...Still... Deceiving
I been Reading... Curiosity ...I been Cheating..
Emotionally...Puttin My Dagger In New Women
Cutting them Deep, So they Can Feel My Burden...
Tryna Lighten My Load
Instead My Shoulders Broaden...
Cause Carrying the World in ya CHeST Not an Easy Task...
No Phantom in this Opera...Hard To Mask... 


Want A Real Love...My Nephew Asked 
Me...
Why all the Girls You Call the ONE NEVER LAST?
Lil Nigga Got me up Wonderin....
How long he been Observin...
I must be doing something wrong...
Me in these Equations never work...wrong variables...
Need focus...
Get My Shit Together...ReFOCUS....Adjust this...


Shit like this Never Light...Nights like this ...NEVER BRRRRight
Heavy In Thought Like Metal..No guitars...
No Strings....Feeling like a puppet...That Emotions Play with...


These New Thoughts on a foreign's blast
Shots  to Head, Im taking back...Fall to lungs as i Let It burn, slow...
Process ....Decode....Encode....Process


Wheres Progress when I need her...
Dont have much to believe iN
Spending too much time fighting my internal demons...
Since the Flesh die Slow...Die hard...
Already Prepped For My Battle Scars...
I'll prolly die tryin to Win this War...
Putting more money in my music....
With Unwavering Faith....


My Subconscious..yelling. hope you not making mistakes..
These the Chances You take...When It Comes to dreams...
But Im Seeing  Now...
new bills Creep up....Responsibility the Highest one...
Cause if  I Dont correct or choose the Priorities right


Head on a plate...will be the dinner...cause Destruction been ready to eat...always hungry...
Thats THE Only Needy Being, I refuse feed....give it snacks of slackness...once in a while..
But Ill let the bitch starve before I quit...or even fall..
I did this one.cause Sometimes I got to let my readers know....
I'm human too...
so here's Something Personal...

I wish I could just Call....

Foreign Exchange...... Thanks B for putting me On....My Easy Listening...

The Last Time I Met Emotion...

Two Different Worlds...Timezones.. crazy..
Seems like all the great ones out of state...
Two ends of the spectrum both illuminated...
Two paths one try...feelings hard to adjust
Mind
Cluttered
Undecided
hard to take the road less traveled by
with no guidance...
heart and soul coincide..please...
on that two different places, Usher
Thats why I try not to interfere,speed up, rush ya
Trust the instincts,they won't shun ya
Light will be present at the end of the tunnel
Just hope you can bear it all, funnel
drink up...Not drunk though...
This can effect life...but where do i go..
left or right ...how do i know...
Feeling like the piece to the puzzle..
but  you no trying to complete it...just steady admirin all the pieces
til you see fit...
Pull me out like jenga...but these feelings dont fall
Cause you know when you put me in...my fit..
is better then them all...
Time is the teacher, so this lesson i'll learn
fire in this desire...a nigga just lets it burn...
Dead Men Dont LUST...
but im not lusting though...no more...
I know what I want....but still trying to let go...
just cliff hanging by the fingertips... cause I already understand..
that the ship you on not sinking....
I'm Chillin in Marvin's Room and letting Drake do all the singing..
Once you Tell me stop...Thats when i'll stop hating..
things getting to me....like Ima bust, but this not fornication...
dude lost in translation....different languages we speaking
you something else..but binary code is what im feeling..
bunch zeros and one's but realizing that im not lost...
cause 1plus 0= 1
So alone is what i am....my situation...
I am a like wings spread the way she got me open...
The Chic I need is hiding behind the door as it is closing
hahahah...
thats why im writing ...oh how exciting...life's experience the potion...
havent thought this much since 
The Last Time I Met Emotion..

I remember her.....Amorous...

Im Sick a Fuck.....

I'm a sick fuck like threesomes, two women and one dude...
Laying on three towels on the beach....all nude....alot of sucking...swallowing...and spitting...
licking....sticking..and sweating....pores venting...hormones...releasing...


Imagine That


I'm a sick fuck like a rapist down your Block.....waiting...preying...stalking.....bus stops....
parks at night.....stabbing...scratching....suffocating....inserting pain...which devours souls...from the sole...up...


Hate That


I'm a sick fuck like 23 yr old dude....that was just told he has six months to live...... cancer.....of the heart.......beat stopping....Changing....racing....slowing....crying.....smiling....making the best of time and...loving....with his lasting memories....in those close


Learn That


I'm a sick fuck like a dude toying with women's emotions.....Loving them....Leaving them....Repeating....Patterns....Deep in Connecting.....Eyes Touching...hearts....Ripping Them...Apart....
Only to be Alone...Wanting...The Same Thing he destroys with each situation...Never Truly Learning...Until...Until....He is fucked....cause the guy in the threesome didn't, know that one girl was raped...and passed her pain to him....while they were playing on the beach...now he has those six months....Realizing that Karma's Not a Bitch She's Just fair.... So each heart broken was each month left to live.....6 women...his memories remain...


Believe That.....


I'm a Sick FUck