Late night jotting

Waited to have a taste of the chase
but now I'm finishing after you in this human race,
can't replace the images of a timid kid
limited in social interactions
back when punishment was kneeling on rocks
bible in hand
can't make this feeling stop
like the white man in tribal land
the final stand at Wounded Knee
U.N.I.T
Y am I too blind to see
that the fight in me died in me
when I got the news
that you were in Skyview
I thought I was being lied to
a sick and twisted game it was not
the stories never made sense
holes in the plot
people under a pretense
of knowing who shot.

Sleepless Fridays

Stressed, obsessed with perfection, the tension, got me wielding this pen as a weapon, my words are the supply crates, there's no flyweights in my division, split decisions, mind imprisoned, envisioned the world as an upperclassmen, with the detailed italian fashion, but the dreams started crashing and crumbling down, profound how i start mumbling nouns with verbs to form sentences, i tried to make sense of this, but it was more complex than photosynthesis, one hit of this rhyme saying got your mind flaying, subject to verbal beatings, defeating the neglect brought on by bad parents, incoherent due to alcohol addiction, homies who i used to high five, got wives and offsprings, friction from past lives got me thinking without stopping, friends dropping from a stray shot, caught in between the right and the wrong, but just travel on the path leading to the light, it just might take you where you wanted all along.

My dance with the devil

A burst of emotions came through when i met you, 5 foot even, petite, light skin, almost believed in love at first sight, but i sensed this artificial plight, an evil aura, worse than opening up pandora's box, the pessimistic type, but hid it deep within, unaware of how long i really been in there, under the midnight sky, when i looked into your eyes, all i saw was emptiness, tried to tempt me with your sex appeal, licking your lips, revealing your thighs, rubbing your hips, asking if i wanted to come inside, I had to deny my desire, i was in a vulnerable state, in that erotic attire, it's like you used your body as bait, was this your purpose, was it really worth it, to get a guy you barely knew, in the nude, in bed with you, I understand 1 night stands, but I can't make any sense of it on how you bring up your man in every other sentence.

Curse of Tongues

::::::: VERSE 1 ::::::::

Those ocean deep blue eyes, tried to motion me over, to my surprise, but i had to walk a little slower, cuz it's been killing me, my homies say you been feeling me, literally, i'm not believing 'em, kinda go with the flow, I've seen you before, the girl every guy adores, but later on ignore your needs, mistreating you, beating you, verbally and physically, im the epitome of a gentleman, i have friends who'll be gentle to your lonely friends, then again, this is the same trend from teen movies, with fat groupies that surround you and hound you saying they found you the right guy, that's why i never ventured to that corner, to talk and ask for that cellphone number, but when the times right, we can runaway from this limelight.

::::CHORUS ::::

The opening has closed,
hoping I rose to the occasion,
but the way in was crowded,
clouded my vision,
decisions need to be made,
or it'll be way too late,
so i'm writing this song,
it's my curse of tongues.

::::::::: VERSE 2 :::::::::

During that split second where our eyes connected, it almost seemed like we fell in love when we first glanced, this is my chance, the golden opportunity, if i dont grasp it, the moment alone will ruin me, your body's wooing me, but gotta act quick, cuz these fat chicks are viewing me, a force of habit, to get to a cute girl's heart, you gotta bypass her ugly friends, it was funny then, but that phrase carry validity, it's stupidity, despising, conniving, planning ways to get rid of me, it's a shame, but i dont take pity on people who play games, say names, blame others, and cover their tracks, simple assholes, making life a hassle, another roadblock, I hope not.

::::Chorus::::

:::::::: VERSE 3 ::::::::

Back to the program, slowjams to hold hands, out with the old plan, time's of the essence, sensing the presence of another wall to climb, trying to get your attention, but i'm out of reach, confessions of a drama queen, feeling incomplete, it was promising, our situation, but i couldn't make any moves, and you're tired of waiting, watched you walk out, without a doubt, your back facing me, i wanted to know you, and show you who I really am, but the moment had to end, i guess it's the way to be, denying my progression, it begs the question, will I ever see her again?

High!

Slit veins and wrists, an addiction similar to a cocaine fix, attempted suicide to get a high, an adrenaline rush, a psychological crutch, mixed with tylenol, alcohol, and tetrahydrocabinol, flushing the pain down the drain, just to rid it all, extreme diets, people buy it to get thin, the use heroine, foreign objects penatrate the skin, the syringe laying on the ground, sights and sound of ecstasy, but it's a recipe for disaster, sniffing glue, huffing gas fumes to get plastered, face in the sink, finger in the mouth, the nauseating factor, elating peak, but it's short-term, makeshift, kryptonite to make you weak.

Reckoning

The bullshit compliments that doesn't make sense, to the trends that descends among men to blend in, ends when, the paper route dries out, friends flock to the south like birds, it's absurd, that you need words to make you happy, ill gladly knock you back down to earth, the truth hurts, from complete strangers, the dangers of inert behaviors, but you trapped me, with the devilish ways, portayed a helpless individual, habitual liar, saying you desired my company, keep bumping me in a general direction, something you want from me, a vibe that i can't describe, sensing of obsession, licking your lips, moving your hips, using your body as a weapon, you only wanted to hear phrases of praises, let's try trading places, so you can understand the many faces you're revealing, sealing your fate, not willing to wait, i had to walk out, cuz im about to regret the things I only dreamed of doing, viewing your true intentions, i've seen the real person, it worsens each second, so comprehend, we're not friends, dont beckon me over, to write love letters to make you feel better, id rather ignore you and forget you ever existed, sick and twisted like assisted suicides, but who am I to judge, to pull the plug and say fuck you, i had enough.

Mutilate

A wall of clouds surrounds us all, susceptible to the deceptions and lies, no exceptions to Americans, a variant on the rise, that tries to be wise, but through the third eye we can see the makeshift prize, paper mache, the way it was made, fade to black, attack Iraq and win an award, ignored, sword through the heart, the only reward from the suits, to show they're not apart of this, the debacle, the card that was dealt, to topple an evil regime, the media felt it was hard to miss something this intriguing, in being at the focale point of the situation, twist on reality, a prevarication, marketing the casualities, finding a way in to weigh in on other countries' starscreams, teenagers with hand cannons, politicans clapping and grandstanding, on a war that should have never happened, but the few and the proud has to do whatever comes out of the horse's mouth, the leaders of our country, where everybody in suits are too blood money hungry.