Month: June 2013

Aside

I always dream of the woman I want, but I never search for her when I awake…

Her beauty leaves kisses on the canvas leading to my attraction…

And now my eyes are catching flames because I always forget to blink when im in her presence…

There may be plenty of fish in the sea but they aren’t worth what this miracle mermaid has to offer…

So I guess you can say she’s been swimming through my mind non stop and im drowning from the desire I have for her…

Slowly sinking…

Not gasping for air but gasping for courage to surf the waves all the way to her heart through this sea of commitment…

I can tell she’s selfish with her sex appeal…

Giving me an addiction for sleeping pills and nyquil just to spend more time with her…

And not once have I ever came across the right letters on my tongue just to tell her…

“I like you”

I never met someone with so much class to make me constantly fail her course just to continue to learn from her…

Until she feels I am ready for our future…

Studying the art of honesty and faithfulness for this final of happiness…

Graduating from a boy to a man…

Making my diploma melt into that wedding ring I pictured the night our eyes danced together for the first time…

Cupid played her favorite song…

Throwing my scholarships in the air as they cuddle with the sky as doves falling into the ground as rose petals…

And my cap and gown blossoms into the tuxedo our future picked out for us just the like the flower placed in her hair…

As she walks out of my dream down that aisle into my heart…

In her white dress…

-Randum

Don’t let others alter your attitude an lifestyle if they’re not trying to help you upgrade it from where it already is. Your road to success will already have enough obstacles placed in front of you to overcome. So you don’t need your passenger making more problems for you. Make sure you ride out with the right ones and leave the headaches in the dust …

I never believed in “Birth Control” contraptions. Of course the reason for them are appropriate but the side effects aren’t worth it! If your putting something in your body that controls what it’s suppose to do naturally then of course your body may start having complications. Its made to resist unknown activities. I seen TOO many females have their feelings and bodys altered by man made things in a negative way. I’m living proof that “Safe Sex” is real folks…No Kids just Goals #Condums

Aside

If I were able to fast foward my thoughts and rewind time…

I would’ve never came across the word “regret”…

Wishing my tears would flood away every ounce of evidence until my concious became clear…

And yet…

I am captured in this crime scene by my own guilt…

And now my hands are stained from the stentch…

Of a serial killer…

The night grew cold…

As the Frosted flakes fell from the sky.

I just robbed some trix in the alley for their lucky charms…

I realized the Fruity Pebbles around their necks weren’t real…

So I gave everyone of them Kix until they stop breathing…

I noticed somebody seen me in the assualt as they ran off in fear…

My homeboy Apple Jacks cars so I called him up…

We road around for hours searching for the witness…

Blowing Cocoa Puffs of smoke from a chocolate cigar trying to calm my nerves…

We spotted the target walking along side a wall.

I started to pull out my special k and empty every round out the window until he resembled the shape of a Froot Loop…

But I didnt want to leave any evidence…

So I caved the pedal into the floor ramming  the car right into his body until I heard the Cap’n Crunch…

Hearing his body snap,

Crackle,

And pop…

Mushed like oatmeal…

There was no hope for his Life…

He probably wouldve had a better chance surviving if he ate his wheaties that morning…

And now I am called out by my conciense…

Unable to flee the scene…

Having a bowl filled with my own tears every morning for breakfast…

Because I am a Killer…

A Cereal Killer…

-Randum

Aside

What actions do you take when you like someone?

Do you treasure them with the truth?

Or carry out the crush with curiousity?

Im handing over a single sheet of paper holding affection above it…

Your gazing at outlined hearts deciding whether to check yes or no…

“So do you like like me or no?”

Im craving an answer as if we were in kindergarden class together…

Sharing teddy grams…

With two straws…

And one juice box…

Not even caring if I catch cooties…

Nap time dreaming of what we could become…

Finger painting our family on construction paper…

Glittered with our essence…

Shining in our love…

My picture will never be perfect without you…

A test…

To see if cupids route to happiness is true…

Selfish enough to neglect the temporaries waiting for the permanent puzzle piece to your heart…

Placing patience and time into your portrait.

Ready to frame it with your feelings…

Married to your morals and goals until you reach the finish line of your future…

You must be tired because you’ve been running through my mind all day…

Age is nothing but a number when you feel the love will be limitless…

Watching your relationship blossom like blue lotus flowers under the stars…

Floating in orbit…

I can taste the milkyway off your lips…

Protective of what fate presented like a mother and her cougar cub…

Witnessing their eyes seeing what you been waiting and wanting…

Becoming closer marking your calendar crossing out days until the wedding has been reached…

Both diving off the top of the cake falling into happiness…

Ready to taste the sweet side of being in love as if strawberries never came across your tongue…

You see I want to climb the mountains of your emotions…

I want to swim through the tears falling from your beauty…

I would remove every single rib I have…

Just to make more of you…

So what actions do you take when you like someone?

If I was good with words…

I would express myself through a poem…

-Randum

I’m starting to realize that there is not a standard “age” to which a male or female reaches maturity. Everyones has their own time to find it which bothers me when im judged by my age by an older ignorant person. I know PLENTY of people old enough to be my parents that im doing far better than lifestyle and maturity wise. The lost ones let numbers fool them… #Grow

Stop worrying about the wrong ones not willing to accept your “Baggage” just help them pack their things and let them move on. Soon enough the real helping hands will find you. But thats just my opinion… #Share

Aside

As she holds the gun to her head…

She starts thinking about the past before she ends up dead…

A black girl…

Raised by a white family…

She has nightmares of her real parents dying in the car crash when she was only three…

Still to this day she doesn’t understand how she’s still here…

Constantly trying to wake herself up from this dream in denial, that she’s living in foster care…

But her new mothers love didn’t go by the complexion of each others faces…

She was always there for her and never stopped loving her…

But her father wanted nothing to do with her…

She felt in her heart that he was racist…

But It didnt hurt as much knowing she still had her mother’s love…

As if those months she was being created was in this woman’s stomach she was being carried…

Life didn’t seem so bad for the girl, it was actually getting better…

Until cancer took her mother away as she cried watching her only friend become buried…

Witnessing the ground erupt with everyone of her fears…

But who could she run to?

She couldn’t go to daddy…

All his drunk night beatings just added more tears…

Constantly cutting herself until she decides to run away…

A teenage girl trying to out run all of her demons for 15 years everyday…

And when she finally felt that she escaped…

The poor girl let her guard down not knowing within five minutes she would be raped…

She thought, as she cried, scratched, and screamed!

That even her guardian angel turned their back on her it seemed…

Months later her stomach’s getting bigger as her hearts becoming stronger…

She was ready for her baby to be born she couldn’t wait any longer…

To give her child the life she never had…

One without pain, raising it by herself not even knowing the dad…

To finally have someone to love her back…

And now she’s regretting all thoes homeless nights…

With empty henny bottles and soda just to chase it…

Is probably the main reason why the baby didnt make it…

She feels she has nothing to live for…

As she holds the gun to her head…

She starts thinking about the past before she ends up dead…

And then she slowly puts the gun down as she looks up to the sky…

And see’s her parents looking back at her as they begin to cry…

She feels in heart that its a sign that its never to late to change fate…

Theres always the next day…

Suicides never the way…

And now she calls herself S.U.S.H.I…

Because…

“She Understands She Has Issues…”

-Randum

I’m probably the last person you would expect to type this but I just came to the conclusion that the only people that can control and direct your relationship is you and your spouse. Outsiders don’t have any say in the matter besides their opinion. No one can tell you how a proper “relationship” works because there is no Textbook method. We are all DIVERSE!!! So don’t worry about others if your’s not right…

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To all the males reading this: If it’s not too much to request can you attempt to be faithful to your women, Take care of your children, be against domestic violence, and have self respect for yourselves? And this is not shots fired to all men im just speaking to the ones suffering from these symptoms. At the end of…