shit pile

so i caved and scrounged change like a kid and can did i purchase the thing im a slave to in forms that various ways come into me a mockery of me make the vessles of addiction im stuck in this place where my facts are in fiction listen not and hear not the words here for now im plowed under turned under milked out no cow udder dry im up tossed and turned out when will it let up what am i even talking about if i dont how can you know what the fuck this all means im just rambling and it soothes me my mood phasing it seems extreme low im reversing so ive got some rehearsing faking smiles sunny dials say times up same shit different piles

frostbiteme

killing time now feel like my wants are self serving highlighted by self scorn well i am so well deserving swerving lane hopping frogger trying not to get smoked till i yearn for a hit im a fiend till i croak not ok this is not joy im so damn displeased like im broke and somehow broken atlas world im on knee sees the day imagined brighter ness loch theres no proof glimpse it gone quantum mechcanic proton one man aloof

good luck

oddy yawn since when sit kay men shun mean aim tall yore fremen ease into it tive lesure et sall ittle bet we are die noah la ta dos peep el justice saur lue card er than they got under knot gun a seat no nawt sea it a tall

wake to thirst (damo knight)

wanna quest quit my job and take a risk and sober off the nicotine and weed and be clean till least october when i get like this all down and pussy feeling emotionally drained and depleted im prone to reset start all over control alt want to delete it purge the old the bad a cleanse and never back look again lest stoned to tuned i gaze cast on the past that games no fun to play forward only pressed for time but moment are all we have i know in the now but how often how how often indeed dost thou forget to remember thoughts like these path of leaf river forest rain and thunder with the trembling cold damp night in the wild hunger scared never ending somehow lost left out here think i ran away and wandered now i cant find my way so i pray hachet paulson lay asunder not a peep doze to sleep sun beams come lighter day

know ba dee

ugly in my head this anger is cycling fuckings stress me outings demons wresting no resting too wicked too bent out of shape tingles my finangies when waking and resting the devil red yes likes to poke when down trodden feeling hopeless and useless the smallest things hardest unexplained missing understood soure of unknowing me in turn ill full o phantom pains in my ass like a fart stinks the most like im poisoned gassed up like a motor explode out exhaused pipe dreams are sweet like candy neclaces and children earfuls of laughter it fleets me flys way way far from where i is isnt where i am supposed off the track train me rail me back on want to be far away from my optimal days numbered past prime

wasnt it yesterday?

God bless America. home of the nuclear family. best system ever. not! also: pre marital unprotected sex can lead to children whose parents resent them for being adults that wont amount to shit. mud in their fathers eyes. when asked about at social gatherings its best to just avoid acknowleging existance. thorn in the side out of sight not of mine. neither of the ones who made you giving fucks they dont care enough to try bigger better new past lives allergic to the consequences of latter days their accusations cloud up high miles sky miles cant make time frequent mcfly take me back to the future for much needed deathbed apologizes

reading rainbow

tighter ship but not mr mackey style too tight tied we wearing that retro futuristic modern biz shiz robo talk back camera fed cloud 9.0 upgraded tailor fit make a projection of a lesson light beams all the worlds a backboard when you live on creative imagination tune in get that station jump aboard loco motion shuttle leaves at noon today too to the moon and back round trip the koolades cold and the dots they dip... ... ...

traf ybaB

got this lady legs on which om texting and she probably care less about my sentimentessing for the child asleep in the room very next has assumed as she should then rule of our nestled snugly inside herbswaddle straight jacket each sound she makes stirs me im ready for action for too long far too long has she slept as i wake ive a feeling short lived is this wake in this place paranoia deep stabbing into the heart through the gut that the sleeper will wake and throw the world into fuss hall smells awfully load from my last vistiation guarding calms in the storm surely things get real dicy im poised to retreat when she stirs from that slumber no doubt roused by the fart creating impressive baby made thunders

dipshithole

the appreciation is more abundantt in my mind to be sure voicing only negativity via want but needs beyond met im being self like me my selfish shelf it dude old and played out jerry act trick pony not one but many international got lots loads plenty of this all day why not off topic done forgut whunt eye taught lips lisping if reading loud must be you out there no punctuation free associating here let be know that tonight friend moe happened pass and we rhymed over beats got laughs that lasted longer in those moments than in many comitting that shit to permanent memory  remember we what want where were yall even seasons change leap ahead to the fall back in time in the future each moment grasp as passes man im feeling slowage now smoothing out bbb"