Transference

I hear bad girls liking honey is the truth/

You must not know what two means??

The epitome of my transference leads me to believe you don't hear...

I see the lack of balance
No worries, I can create it.....

Make sense
4 quarters equals a dollar
Imagine that in nickels
That's the percent (5%)
The world is built on knowledge, power, wisdom, born and understanding
but don't praise me

My earth is the balance....
That was today's mathematics

The return of any sense would be a cause to applause

If someone does you dirty

Reroute them to the column known as paused

What others seek is already understanding

What others dream is already in the standings

Apocalyptic light leaves you in a dark blue shading

Total eclipse of my heart

From where I'm standing 

Feeling stranded

Don't know if this is me grandstanding or panhandling 

Cuz I'm stealing your mind

It's okay you can admit it

Thoughts race and pictures of me flood your  visual perception

Yeah I still got it

Back to the picture.....

They say that the world is meant for you but do you think its built for two?

Understanding the words that come out of my mouth is of its own balance.....

A forgotten language of selflessness and truth

What will you be remembered for?

All of the lights..
Caution flashing 

Everyone starts to talk

Fractured pieces of never to be heard from again conversations assault my ears

Everyone continues talking  

All it does to my cerebrum is bring the recognition to process 

It reiterates the admiration of the bubbles they have been enclosed in

I want to be like a kid again and pop em'

Maturity stagnates me
Geoffrey told me not to grow up

Sometimes people gotta learn.....

Keeping my ear to the wall

You know that some are prone

To disrupt the zone that you seem to feel euphoric in

They don't want you happy

Canceling the plans of those that try to build an army against me

The devil is a liar

What else?

You tell me...

I'm a always be here to reassert my thoughts and push my brains

Compensating for all the years insignificant s made me feel degraded

Yeah I still think of that

Formed by the wrong but engulfed by the right

Never no talking

I say what I mean and mean what i say....

Correcting the string that sits in Atrophes hands

You can't cut me now...I'm just getting started
Never know when that string's getting sheared

I got that glow....but you sho'nuff can't get me to refrain from the words that are coming out of my mouth/mind/world/experience

A breeze blows
I'm not done yet

The paradox we drive into to avoid reality leaves me with a black hole

What The Fuck

Live so people will know your name

Not by the fashion but by passion

Having all the money in the world does not complete you

The impact of the role you've been destined to play should not be ignored

Unless you bear no conscious

No  worries about the transformation of the entities that seem to spread easy

Yeah you think people can still form ideas

To understand the movements that form the daily interaction

and therefore anything....

Damn yall slipping

The hypothesis of  your claims would lead to you finding the illusion.

Announcing I care to a world that has no idea what to do with it's population

I interpret and work through my options

This is not the time to just lay down or sit back..........pause

This world is mine but its also yours!

The stupendous stupidity that surrounds my environment seeks to saturate me
Trying to make me revert back to a me that has not existed in a long time

Ugh thinking about it
I feel dirty
....conniving
.......ruthless
...dangerous

But to hell is where I send thee

The power of my thinking

Wants to create a network to hear my screams

The rants and raves about everything

You can't hear that?

You don't see it?

Damn, you better hurry up or we are all going down

The enemy

Don't need no enforcer/
its my soul that is tortured/
the youngest daughter.
Hiding the key to the force.
i beg to see the difference of your ways/
time stills/
its the same/
round about and barely there/
pretending that you all care/
the tempo of your words cut through like a knife/
fuck your family, friends, its YOUR life/
no one can stop the storm of was/
but i can create what the storm does/
to question my stableness is just a joke/
one id tell to my friends not you folk/
It breeds and see's/
im still here/
your intentions by default makes my head clear/
i dislike you and i will wage war/
I didn't pick my family, did you pick yours??????

Tip Toe

Some tip toe into the next phase of life...well I'm an Aries so i knock it down......

We tried to bring it back here

Confusing rouse up the gill

Functioning on a higher power,
so that I can gravitate towards my circumstance

It is what its not and I'm what I can be

the light shades the look of my hurt

the sun tints the feelings of being

I walk with my heart and I dance with my soul

The waters around the injustice stifle me and leave me wanting for a lack of a boat..

I don't float and neither should you...

Time is still for a bit but in the end it traps you

enraptured by the constant faults of life..

I post what I feel and say what I mean

I feel betrayed

Being guided to certain feelings and truths, only to see them outlined in your clause

The sun can come out tomorrow but so can the rain and the clouds...

Here comes the rain again
falling on my head like a memory

Memories burden my heart and attack my being

they leave me breathless and  searching for a pump

I try to breathe easy

But it only gets harder

I try to make up for what was done
but it only gets more confusing...

I cant save my life
but I can save yours

I was put here to reinvest in stock they said was decommissioned

I was put here to laugh, love, win and lose.....you can mega millions my thoughts cuz they total over 600 million...

All gifts come with a curse......

Sickle cell anemia does not bind me, it drives me

It's covers with hurt allowing you to see and taste the freedom of health and when you least expect it makes you beg to be normal.

I am it's keeper and though it hurts to live, I'd die not to

I was blessed with a gift and the only way to help others and appreciate life is to live with this curse

It reiterates the preciousness of simple moments.....

You live your life....and determine your choices...within this i have no choice...

You make me sit down and stand up, you make me cry and moan in pain

You make me worry that at any point something will happen...

You make me question my ability

You have been present my whole life and still i don't know you. I can't understand why you were given to me....to be riddled with me....to make me powerless against your power. 

You tell me to expect the worse and I will

However you will not win.....

Blood cells eroded into the shape of death

Every breathe is a test

Like a stalker I will never be free of you.....

Like a curse....you can make me fall to my knees for you

 

Many go through life angry at what they don't have, not knowing that because they are alive and healthy they have it all......This is my ode to Sickle cell........

Letting go...........

Time changes the way I see you/

I hope and pray, this cant be you/

Something is different can't put my finger on it/

I saw it happen/

Was there in the cut/

but I had to let go/

So easy to see but a mirage is a show/

time is changing your luck/

so I have to let go/

and it pains me inside but I had to...................leave you alone

If you don't let go or even recognize show/

as worse as they make you out to be/

I see inside, innate abilities, eyes to the soul it pleases me/

Can't get back to who you used to be/

Who can i blame for what they stole from me/

Invasion of the body snatchers cuz your just an empty shell/

Gallivanting and pretending to be who i know,knew, thought i knew/

thoughts cant comprehend what is going on

I forget, but dreams of the subconscious keep you alive.....

Daylight saves me from seeing your face.......i fear dusk...

The twilight cast from a singular orb brings the lunar special

I cry....

I grew up on the crime side

What do you think about when I say picture four straight lines? Some may say a freeway. Some may say cocaine, some may even say cuts in your eyebrow. I say the only thing I see/think, a square. The square is four straight lines.....lines that connect to each other in order to be called such. It is utilized in order to solve problems or equations. A square in my eyes can symbolize new beginnings, retribution, respect and violence.

It all began in a square, embodied by unnamed individuals....in the end we became one. Fist flying, unforgiving, attacked from all sides........standing in the center of a new life that was to be mine. The 8 voices of the 2 souls that would become 3 of the most important things I breathed...

Hard to discuss what I did and the statutes alone leave me quiet...........
The entrapping, rhapsody of an adrenaline filled miow.....
cuz we were always on the come up.
Well spoken to the loccing

The tinted silence of the bluest light....
reflected in the left pocket of my jeans......
the crates wrapping around my wrist,
shadowing my neck...and the ideals set in my mind.
I breathe this, I need this...I eat this.......or so I have.......
No matter how much time passes and how much I grow....in the back of my mind it still exist....it can't ever be dropped
maybe tamed.

Lorcin, Sigler, Carbine, AK..... rifling for a chance to show the night what it can do. Metal and power sitting inside the shoe. I wish a n*&^% would......was the logic in that day......

It was our salvation and our undoing.
Set trip, bust lip, jumping off just because. Unlawful gathering, time to cook, hand exchange, I'm the repo girl this now belongs to me.......

Never no talking
Indecision can get you clapped.......
I'm a get you before you get me.....and If I ever did anything wrong to shame my cuzins......
There were those four lines......
It never failed

The crowning joy of those sparkling six points allow me to see David's star.
It is a blessing....and curse...
The cerulean dreams that over took what position I played was the position I played.
Name ringing bells but all I want is quiet.....

see g see

.......maybe you won't ever.........never throw stones at a glass house my g.......scratch that and reverse it........

I used to have the blues...need I say more