never one
to ask for help
rather bleed on the sidewalk
then ask for aid
at the tip of the blade
they prayed
then betrayed
all digging a grave with a heavy spade
no tombstones no markings
prepared for that future;
seems further by the day
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riley
it has been awhile
but i’m here
bleeding from my wrist
but i’m here
this wasn’t always the truth
absant more times then present
just so i could give something on christmas
i know they judge me
can see it in the corner of their eyes
never blinked twice
took their eye off me
i move past ’em
never stood still long enough
to tell ’em i missed ’em
i regret that
i know they judge me
i’m sorry pops
tattoos below my elbows,
i want them to judge me
lord’s receptionist
i know i’ll find jesus
only a matter of time
they always say
boy you need jesus
everytime i ring him
can i speak to jesus
sorry sir he can’t come to the phone
now, you gotta wear his symbol
you wear his symbol you can speak to jesus
his line never come up
when i’m on that come up
jesus takes his ten percent
that return is comin’
jesus in my ear
that return is comin’
new age comes with new faith
yeezy on my feet
just to speak to jesus
walk-
four o four
chances are
this is the last time i’ll see you;
face wiped away
like steam off a mirror
was never you
just me
alone,
this isn’t a goodbye
just a memory wipe
hardware error
when you speak
four o four
memory not found
had to start this way
fresh start
kind of
expatriation date is still the same
just a new shelf life
all, nothing
intentions pure
entrepreneur
the world you will have to endure;
don’t want you to see
the cold black under the world
alone,
it never needs to be that way
all or nothing
a tea spoon of sugar
never hurt anyone
make the world better for everyone
nothing gifted, earned run
all brand new, never a rerun
all for one
human created god
counting seconds
makes the day go by faster
not really poetry
i just think about that a lot
does it watch back
when i turn my back
does it laugh
does it watch
when i’m not around
does time mock humans
for creating an infinite being
that will out live us all
snow globes & twizzlers
number one and nobody can fight that
just a hit away an you know it’s like that
everyone around me we beyond that
no one tell a lie no no not a rat
i’ll take it to go young g it’s a wrap,
day ones know i’ll be all the same
playin’ since day one and this is not a game
seen it once and it is fair game
when it all comes crashing down;
i’m the one to blame,
snow globes and twizzlers don’t feel the same
world still burst open,
hold me upside down i’m still floatin’
took a single hit and i’m just quotin’
she took a single hit she is just chokin’
hit the floor now we all broken
space travel
you decided
this earth wasn’t good enough
so you aimed for the sky
scoped rifle takin’ pop shots
rain fire on our home
bombarded hail
sent a post card from mars
replied with a mars bar
an empty picture frames
a half written song
microwave pizza & today’s paper
garfield is still undefeated
you use to read this
back on earth
i don’t know if you remember
but it’s monday down here
what day is it there
do you have enough clothes
what’s the weather like
do you miss cartoons on saturday morning,
like we’re kids;
whatever planet you’re on tomorrow
know earth is watching
static feelings
that for which i feel
i know to be real
can no longer peel
thee electric eel
probably shouldn’t go to deep,
i remember now
had a long fall
eggs over easy
greatest loss of all time
g-eazy;
i know i could have been a little better
stay in an wear cozy sweaters
stay in an write love letters,
that for which i feel
i know to be real
cast away myself
for there i am wilson
will of a builder
i love stories of builders
starting with a dream
everyone telling them
they’ll be nothing, your dream
is one in a million
not a chance
try something the world will appreciate ,
the next part is all the same
‘fuck ’em’
theye built castles
skyscrappers
tested the logic of humans
carved the sacred sky
burned their names;
they knew it would take time
sleepless nights
the will of a builder
to keep moving forward
after the world
had already given up
on you
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