I mean

I Mean

I mean I wasn;t ready for her, but I was
She kisssed me openly stroked my fuzz
She looked longing and deeply in my eyes for answers
I was cold
As a person battling two cancers
When no form of survival
My strokes were hard and bold
So she can remember me
I was a rival
To her own sense of who and what loves her
But she let me in again and again
Against her better judgement and my own fears
We made sex exciting
Passion enduring
In that instant we both became a friend
Or at least she did
I mean

Never Die

Never Die

Have you ever seen some one die?
Have you ever cried so many tears that you cant cry
Your eyes turn blue and you look empty
I wonder if who ever is reading this is feeling me
Have you ever seem the grim reaper walk along with you?
He taunting you like rival crew
That he has control over the destiny
I ask him how much is left of me?
I cried so many tears
I hurt for so many years
Tears dropped enough to fill rivers
They are cold like 1000 Alaska winters.
I am angry, Im hurt, my spirit is damaged.
And I wonder HAVE YOU SEEN THE FACE OF A.I.D.S?
Have you been to Africa and seen the people
Its like journalism raids
And dam why do, people have to get so much evil
People you have to realize that these legends never die,
Yes they are legends and their soul will fly

I watch a legend Die over a lifetime
I tried to capture the images in lyric and rhyme
Nah I am not totally talking about Africa but right here at home
If I was a king, I wouldnt want to sit on the throne
And Stand over top of this madness
This isnt home of pure bliss
This is Hell Fuck reality
I hate when people, try to play it off and smile at me
I seen my hero down and out and dam if I never cried
When I saw her in the coma I wanted to commit suicide
A fear I couldnt hide
Cause Money and other shit mean shit to me
Im a old soul struggling to be free.
I seen the face of A.I.D.S. and I dont like the look
I wish I could turn back the hands in Gods book
I mean I understand he has his reason and thats all good
But why not knock off them people to wish no one any good
Why not bring back the true angels for another run
I mean for me none of this suffering is fun.

I hate to see people die or close to death, for real
I mean dam, I dont even want to eat a meal
You know what people tell me?
No worry these people never D-I-E
Fuck that I dont want to hear your logic
Im on it
I am going to tell you the truth that they fail to say
Sometimes you need to sit down and cry once a day
Just to get through the rest
You try and pray, you want to say God bless
But you cant wrap your lips around it
So many people in the world suffering, and you cant stop it
Why does it have to be this way?
There is so much more I want to say
I am sprouting tears even though I know it okay
Or is it?
I admit it
If I had the power suffering wouldnt be an issue
I mean some one has to suffer, hold fast let me grab a tissue.
To balance to world off, people have to suffer a little bit
With A.I.D.S. thats some thing I cant get with
I refuse to look I renounce my claim
I refuse to accept my name
I want to be known as an unknown until we got a solution for this

Feels good

Feels good

When that blade cut my wrist
And blood drips out
When I'm close to passing out
Sure I won't be missed
People won't shout
They'll be in utter shock
Cause I'ma rise from the coldstone block
Walk around and tell you How good it feel

Feels good when words flow from my pen
Like a puzzle they always fit inconsanents and vowels, make words
Pronouns and suffixes, mixed with conjunctions
They operate as function
To take on the world and beyond
Don't have to be privy to what's going on
Just know the finish product feels good
As it should

That walk in the park
A touch of your hand
Your lips on my neck
Its almost dark
Says the disappearing sand
Its right to the sec
But this time with you is fleeting
A Solace I was needing

So good is the way you make me feel
The ice across my lips that chill
The sounds coming out of my speakers
The feeling of your pronounced features
The plan of one night
The resurrection of a new day
The innocent sounds of childs play
And there is no love in the ghetto neighborhood
Everything else feels good.

Man Oh Man

I remmeber when i use to hold you
Kiss you, miss you
sleep beside you
Then dream of you
Wake up to see my dreams come true
I never cried but I came close with you
I never needed but I came close with you
I never bleed but I came close with you
Now I am back and I have returned to my previous form
I have learned to love me and now I'm reborn
I am back to who I used to be after the way you mistakenly
Dropped me and you out of sights
we used to shine in our own light
Make the stars and the moon just a little bit more bright
Now we are on opposite sides of the mirror looking at reflections
One side says no, the other say yes, and its' for protection
I push and pull for no one I left them be the jury
I never be the judge, So don't wonder about me
its not dirty its a pure, poetical, potent, potion
It's Spring

Still Dreaming

Still Dreaming

I'm still dreaming of you as I scribble across my brain
I remmeber when your fingers followed the vein
Right across the center
And sent a vicious shiver
Right through my body, Head to toes
Straight out is the way the liquid flows
I know all about love TKO's
That's why I am still the winner
In the sweat of summer or the sweat of winter
We sweat at night in july or night in December
Like you did when you were there the other night
Skin so smooth glow so bright
As we entangled in midnight delight
I doubt I am still dremaing tonight.
cause If I am you are my sweet dreams
My frist of the month drug, yeah I'm a fiend
My desktop on my windows screen
You are my ringtone, the moan in my ear
You are my comfort when I fear
The first and last voice I hear...
Wake UP................

Full House

Full House

I followed that man too
A few blocks away
Surrounded by women
Laughing Hysterically
They were symbols of my muse
Poetry
The ink a mix of sweat, bile, blood
I seethe in my heart too
Her scent was Sweet and more than I can say
Vanilla Bean from her thighs in
Splack, splick, splack
Drops like wind on my skin
Over MyHead
In arms length the same fired rain
On the Skylight
As I sleep
With the crippling moon on my wall
Incriminating me
Consciously, unconscious