It’s a BAT-TOOOOOOOH!
When I was little my good friend and I used to get really bored and pretend that we were freestyle artists. It was fun, trying to come up with something right there, whatever is on your mind. It didn’t always make sense, but it helped me learn how to use words more quickly.
Every once in a while, I would think of one so good I had to write it down. I love writing poetry or lyrics off the top of my head because I feel like, in a way, it’s more true, more pure.
I’m not trying to say that I was actually GOOD at it or anything, but… there’s really something special in my heart for poetry or lyrics that i’ve written off the top of my head without ever editing it
One such example of a poem that just flew from my fingers without stopping is this one:
Oh shit, fantacular as the MANtacular walks by/ I cry/ almost said bye bye / let him fly by/ but was sighed / a “don’t try to lie or fake your high/ just settle down your little frown/ let me love ya as the sun goes down”/ obstruction of the construction that was created for a good fuck-tion/ let me show you the true love story/ the old allegory / of unconditional care/ multi-dimensional pair/ connection on a different level/ bevel/ wake up make up disheveled/ Extensional is the forensical musical lair/ that holds the truth and beginning of the rather untypical pair/ up the stair do dare explore the meaning of sparing care/ but it dont matter cuz the splatter that shattes/ the dreams of little babies occured like rabies/ wild and daring crazy like maybe/ I want to/ bite you/ fight you/ spite you/ fuck you / stuff you / love you/ kiss you/ hold you/ miss you.
Battoh gear.
What is the first thing that is flowing out of your mind? right now? Doesn’t have to be poetry… =]
Love,
Kim
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haha jp.Man ’04 gon end in a few weeks, ’05 is nearIt’s crazy, ’04 was one rough yearSo many hardships and so many trials and tribulationsFrom January to now in DecemberEvery event ingrained in my head, forever I’ll rememberMakes me sit here and start contemplatingThey say what doesn’t kill you, makes you strongerThe year will end in a few weeks yet I feel I can’t take it any longerI feel backed up into a corner with no where to turnI try keep my head up, plant my ground and stay firmTried to keep my inner turmoil with myself insideBut out of no where I see tears fight to leave my eyesAcceptance was my only real destination in lifeTo give love and to be loved was my goal in lifeNow I deal with nothing but struggle and strifeNow I sit and play with the edge of a knifeNot a day passes where I don’t think of taking my lifeI think of what it’d be like if I felt no emotional painNo burden of suffering heart break, disappoints that cloud up my brainI sit and think how did I end up turning this wayI can’t blame anyone but myselfI did walk a path but I started to swayTurned shady and rejected everyone awayMaybe karma finally came back to slap me across the faceI open my soul to try to inhale this positive airInstead negativity’s choking me, I’m coughing with despairMy lungs tighten and hopelessness covers my faceWho’s going to be the one who grabs my waistAnd pump new life into me so that I wakeCause as of right now I feel like dyingI want to throw that white flag cause I’m tired of tryingI know I talked about this issue so many timesMaybe someone will pay attention now that it’s made into a rhymeit’s not as ill as YOUR rhyme though. haha
oh i’m so proud of her. well, what’s the first thing in my mind…my gf LeAnn…she means the world to me. but sometimes…things just…oh i dont know 
enough about me, nice xanga
