~Not Real~
I'm an unwanter angel,
with a broken wing.
I;m not boy, nor girl,
I'm an unusual thing...
I have no emotions,
I can not cry.
I can't explain it,
i have no idea why.
I'm not sweet,
or even mean.
However i am blind,
by the unusual things i have seen.
I'm not black,
or even white.
If you need me,
you can find me at night.
I'm not alive,
perhaps I'm dead.
So take a look back,
at the things i have said.
cut my wrists,
do what you need.
I am not human,
I do not bleed.
I walk the earth,
searching for a clue.
Who knows,
Maybe I am searching for you...
I'm crawling through the dark,
screaming for light.
But you ended my search,
by making everything right.
Now I know,
why I can't feel.
You helped me realise,
I am not real.
(This is my favorite poem of all time, Do you like it?)
~Untitled~
My mind starts racing,
as you look me in the eye's.
You always told me,
I'm not like other guys.
I thought this was good,
but it's not.
I'm always left in the dust,
where i start to rott.
But at the end of the race,
you came back to me.
leading me on,
but please just let me be.
I can't take another blow,
right in the gut.
But you just keep hitting me,
like an unwanted mutt.
Don't carry this on much longer,
please, give me my death.
I still love you,
is what I will mutter with my last breath.
(if you can't tell...this is supposed to represent pain on the inside...
oh and i will take suggestions for a title for this poem.)
~The Devil Needs A Friend~
The devils only friend,
is the fires of hell.
But the devil hates being alone,
as you can tell.
So he sends the reaper,
to get him a new friend.
But it will have to be,
someone at lifes end.
That could you,
or even me.
Only time,
will let us see.
Little did you know,
I am your keeper.
I guess you can call me,
your personal soul reaper.
Try as you might,
you can't escape my scyth,
The Devil needs a new friend,
So I will end your life...
(i was bored in math....this is all i could come up with...)
Take my hand
Off we go
To the room
Shut the door
Hit the lights
Grab me close
Raise me up
Kiss me slow
Lips tongues touch
In a dance
I’m turned on
By your glance
Hands slide up
To my neck
In my hair
Pull me back
Trail your lips
Down the path
One plus one
Do the math
One kiss here
One lick there
Two hard nipples
Equals wet underwear
Lick me slow
Suck you deep
Make me cum
Till I’m asleep
Lose your pants
Take my shirt
Nipples so hard
That they hurt
Slide my panties
With your teeth
Not just wet
But soft heat
Take your dick
In my hands
Better get ready
I’ve got plans
Raise me up
Over your face
Put your tongue
In that place
Spread me open
Part my lips
While I kiss
On your hips
Take you in
I’m open wide
You taste me
I’m so high
Suck your tip
Flick my clit
This sixty nine
Is so exquisite
Take you deeper
Make me moan
Feel my lips
At your bone
Tongue me softly
Feel my flow
Now how fast
Can I go
Back and forth
Up and down
Swirl your tongue
Round and round
Feel you all
In my depth
Can’t seem to
Catch my breath
Stroke your shaft
Hit my spot
Make you harder
Make me hot
While you search
Seek to find
The pleasure in
This tongue grind
I’m taking you
All the way
Through the night
Into the day
I’m getting close
To the end
But I’m getting
My second wind
Suck you smooth
Jack you tight
All that cum
Is mine tonight
You’re getting tense
Back is arched
Throat is dry
Now I’m parched
I can’t wait
For another minute
Cum for me
Give me it
That’s it, baby
Give to me
Let it go
Set it free
Oh my God
What’ve you done?
Baby now I’m
About to cum
Ooh don’t stop
NO NOT EVER…
we've cum together
This reminds me of how it was when I would tell Chelsea that I was gonna commit suicide.
i'll draw u a picture
i'll draw it with a twist
i'll draw it with a razorblade
i'll draw it on my wrist
and if i draw it correctly
a fountain will appear
to wash away my sorrow
to wash away my fear
~A LOST LIFE~by Jazz
a young girl,
a dark whole.
a hurtful world,
a lost soul.
a locked door,
a sharp knife.
a bloody floor.
a lost life.
so much pain,
so much shame.
a red stain,
and nobody to blame.
her brother in the hall,
yelling at her to open the door.
a blood writen note on the wall,
a body on the floor.
nobody knew
with every shove.
what this girl went threw,
she was in love.
with numb finger tips,
she reaches to the sky.
with dead lips,
she says goodbye.
~CAN U HELP ME?~ by Jazz
a young girl,
all alone.
so much pain and emotions,
never shown.
hardly breathing,
shes almost dead.
her heart held together,
with long,black thread.
looking back,
its clear to see.
in this poem,
im describing me.
so wipe away,
the bloody tears.
walk me through,
my unknown fears.
sit by my side,
and reach for my hand.
listen to my problems,
and pretend you understand.
stand with me,
on this ledge.
when the time is right,
push me over the edge.
look down,
and watch me fly.
will i float,
or will i die?
if your reading this,
you get to determine my fate.
can you help me,
or are you too late?
WHAT NOT TO SAY TO A COP!
1. I can't reach my license unless you hold my beer. (OK in Texas)
2. Sorry, Officer, I didn't realize my radar detector wasn't plugged in.
3. Hey!!!! aren't you the guy from the Village People?
4. Hey, you must've been doin' about 125 mph to keep up with me. Good job!
5. Are You Andy or Barney?
6. I thought you had to be in relatively good physical condition to be a police officer.
7. Oh GOD!!! you're not gonna check the trunk, are you?
8. What the fuck?! I pay your salary!
9. Gee, Officer! That's terrific. The last officer only gave me a warning, too!
10. Do you know why you pulled me over? Okay, just so one of us does.
11. I was trying to keep up with traffic. Yes, I know there are no other cars around. That's how far ahead of me they are.
12. When the Officer says "Gee Son....Your eyes look red, have you been drinking?" You probably shouldn't respond with,"Gee Officer your eyeslook glazed, have you been eating doughnuts?"
13."Officer I wasn't speeding...I was qualifying for NASCAR
FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
HOMIES: are the reason you have no food.
FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs
HOMIES: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FRIENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
HOMIES: Would sit next to you sayin "Damn ... we fucked up ... but that shit was fun!"
FRIENDS: never seen you cry.
HOMIES: cry with you
FRENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
HOMIES: keep your shit so long they forget its yours.
FRIENDS: know a few things about you.
HOMIES: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.
FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
HOMIES: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
HOMIES: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!"
FRIENDS: Are for awhile.
HOMIES: Are for life.
FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
HOMIES: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say "Bitch drink the rest of that you know we don't waste shit."
FRIENDS: will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
HOMIES: Will knock them the fuck out
FRIENDS: Would ignore this
HOMIES: Will send this to all there real friends and hope to get it back
Boy: I need someone to talk to.
Girl: I'm always here for you.
Boy: I know.
Girl: What's wrong?
Boy: I like her so much.
Girl: Talk to her.
Boy: I don't know. She won't ever like me.
Girl: Don't say that. You're amazing.
Boy: I just want her to know how I feel.
Girl: Then tell her.
Boy: She won't like me.
Girl: How do you know that?
Boy: I can just tell.
Girl: Well just tell her.
Boy: What should I say?
Girl: Tell her how much you like her.
Boy: I tell her that daily.
Girl: what do you mean?
Boy: I'm always with her. I love her.
Girl: I know how you feel. I have the same problem. But he'll never like me.
Boy: Wait. Who do you like?
Girl: Oh some boy.
Boy: Oh... she won't like me either.
Girl: She does.
Boy: How do you know?
Girl: Because, who wouldn't like you?
Boy: You.
Girl: You're wrong, I love you.
Boy: I love you too.
Girl: So are you going to talk to her?
Boy: I just did.
well..in the last 24 hours..i got taken away from my family,travis left me and now my dads being charged with abuse and neglect.
my lifes so fucking perfect.
no wonder i wanta kill myself so bad.
every1 i care about jus leaves when i need them the most...
i cant take it anymore