So what I’m saying is what’s been said, but only ponders inside your head. I bleed not red but only black, I rhyme my rhymes that come out whack. I speak in silence & only rhyme, I resort to poetry & not to crime. I live in a world that is not mine, I live in a place that’s lost in time. I could live in your head but not in your heart, it sounds so dumb but really...
She keeps me warm when the clouds are grey, alive to burn the Kush just another day! I lower my eyes, & let the smoke rise! Imma drift away into a brighter day, Cause a galaxy doesn’t seem too far away! So I reach for the stars & hop over the moon, don’t worry about me I’ll be back home soon! ;) EMK
The way her eyes match with her hair, & the way she looks at me with her stare. The way her body looks so good when she wears blue, the way her every lie sounds so true! It’s the way she runs through my mind, cause it is my love that she will find! When I close my eyes all I see is her, but when they open, it was just a blur.
As I sit still I let the tears drop from my eyes! They fall from my face like liquid lies. My eyes are as red as the blood that fills them! My lips are as dry as the desert under the summer sun. My pain comes from the hurt within & causes my tears to run. I close my eyes & hope the world wasn’t real, where’s the devil cause i’m willing to make a deal! I’m hurting...
Its 11 o’clock at midnight, im so high with inspiration to write. Im sitting on the curb just riding my bike, gonna jump in the pool to take a hike. Crawled thru the sand with floaties on, and nobody knows what the hell Im on! I drink so much soda my mind is gone, there’s nothing right everything is wrong!
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Gone for a little bit!
It’s time to log off of this lie, it’s letting life pass me by, Hell, I used to be a believer, now I’m a full time dreamer, my imagination has become my best friend, an altered perception with a musical blend, (I fell to the floor and my brain shattered, then all of the pieces seemed to have scattered), you just can’t feel my pain, unless you understand what I’m...
I just pulled out my gun and aimed it at life, told it to surender, there is no time to wait everything is still tender, I spun around 3 times & fell on my head, when I opened my eyes I was still lying in bed! My imagination! I might be crazy, yet I stay sane, I toggle these words that spit out of my brain.
I might not have the power to save the planet, but I can change my life and how I plan it, I might not always be able to make you smile, but lord knows I’ll be by your side trying for a while, wipe away your tears, take away your fears, I’ll hold your hand and you hold mine, I’ll be there to make everything feel fine, once we realize we’ve been walking blind, we would open...
I have so many lyrics in my head every single night, I lose my concentration whenever I write, I wish there was an app that wrote down what you think, cause all this typing is making my fingers pink, my memory isn’t as good as it once was, and my fingers don’t move as fast as my brain does.EMK©
Random thoughts of my Imagination!
Sometimes these rhythmic rhymes control me, when they hold me, got me thinking crazy, a picture perfect imagination, dreams of a future much greater, it is my creation, no thoughts of domination, only preservation, should I mention, I feel no reflection, I feel only negativity, when it comes to humanity, cause all I see is insanity, it might be plain to see, but you need to be you, how could you,...
She Dreams…What is it that she dreams? Why is it that she dreams? What do her dreams consist of? She Dreams!! She dreams of life, & everything in it. She dreams to keep her faded memories close. She dreams of places she rather be the most. She dreams of friends with perfect lives, not her friends that tell her lies. She dreams of days that never end. She dreams of walking late at night,...
Must be a sickness!
These lyrics take hold of me, sometimes when I write my poetry, I get so over the top, I just have to stop, cause I know nothing else could ever be as sick as the lines I wrote when my mind fliped out, when the words they shout, oh, the thoughts I think when my brain starts to tick and turn, so please take notes cause u still won’t learn.
Emk - Tales of the soul
Broke, hopeless, can’t even afford paper for my pen. So I write on these walls, many words of wisdom. My thoughts that consume my soul. My pain, that toggles my little brain. I sleep, eat, and breath poetry. What other choice do I have, when reality is too far for me to grab. My visions are impossible to stare at for a while. Anything three-demensional seems to crumble on approach. So I...