one more for u to read…opinions please?
My Boomer Tips
now u listen here....
u fukken scarred me down to the bone...
do u know what its like to be held against ur will...
held prisoner and have u heart turned to steel...
16 years old i was...still a girl with much to learn and life to live
u robbed me of all i could be and what i could give
dont for a second think i ever fukken loved u
u were a monster to me...a plague...like swine flu
do u know what its like to be laid down and raped
by a man who said he loved u...i could only dream of escape
u planted ur seed inside me...but my benevolence was stronger than
anything evil that u could reap
and an angel arose from the rotton fruit that u beared
..ur semen was cheap
missed the last days of my grandmother...to ur lack of esteem
and ur lust for control
had to say good bye to her through my dreams...
god...rest her soul
the best gift u ever gave to me....was ur gift of death
go and join ur kind....find ur place next to the beast named seth
i think u should know...these chains are breaking free...
because im gonna forgive u...LISTEN to me
never for a moment think im doing it for u..
this execution is for me...its time to break through
ur nothing short of a parasite...somewhat like a flea
ur grip is now loosened...im far stronger than u could ever be
i have 2 more posted..
a look at all 3 would be great...
thinkin about performing at open mic night
Paine so deep, so permanent, so sick & evil, your a wounded animal, post traumatic!
Always with that thought in the back of your head, always checking for the sent of it in the air, am I going to end up in that spot with this situation if I keep going.
Cant stop, must keep moving.
Freak out and go head long into it with A blur of rage and quite stillness ride the adrenalin dump all the way to a empty shaking like a leaf.
shaking, empty, spent, numb.
Next, keep moving.
Always smelling the air when you walk into the room looking for the sent of it, a trace of it in your 6th seance, knowing it, living with it, it keeps you safe and alert to the next fight.
Walking the streets alone looking for it, seeking it out, sniffing for the sent, but they don’t know who you are, what that’s about, hunting the hunter in a glance across the bar.
Size it up and know your way out with a smile and a nod.
Yes I know you stranger… I was weighting for you all night.
Looks for your weapon, eyes never leaving it but searching for it’s friend,
darkness, darkness, be my blanket cover me with this endless night.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QDBvY13FE64
((((((((((Hugs for you!)))))))))))))))))))) "if your ok with it"
your not alone and you know who you can talk too.
it’s great
Awww, daddy didn’t hug you enough? Shut up.
that time of the month ey…..
Aauw… creepy poem for a secondary school girl, but it’ll pass.
don’t cry tonight
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zRIbf6JqkNc
I wouldn’t go to the open night if I was you, you are just going to embarrass yourself.
Report that Animal to the police, I would not ever(and have not, i’m 53) Take the animal off the Streets before he does it to another. He’s a PIG THAT NEEDS TO BE TAKEN OUT OF SOCIETY