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  • chynxzejynx5150 12w

    Don't judge on this one.

    Meet "Eddie", 23 years old.
    Fed up with life and the way things are going
    He decides to rob a liquor store
    (I gotta take this shit, I can't take it no more)
    But on his way in, he has a sudden change of heart
    And suddenly
    His conscience comes into play.

    Alright, Stop!
    (Huh?)
    Now before you walk in the door of this liquor store
    And try to get money out the drawer
    You better think of the consequence
    (But who are you?)
    I'm your motherfuckin' conscience

    That's nonsense
    Go in, and gaffle the money, and run to one of your aunt's cribs
    And borrow a damn dress and one of her blond wigs
    (Can I borrow this?)
    Tell her you need a place to stay
    You'll be safe for days
    If you shave your legs with Renee's razor blades
    Yeah, but if it all goes through like it's supposed to
    The whole neighborhood knows you and they'll expose you
    Think about it before you walk in the door first
    Look at the store clerk, she's older than George Burns
    Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch
    Can you afford to blow this shit?
    Are you that rich?
    Why you give a fuck if she dies?
    Are you that bitch?
    Do you really think she gives a fuck if you have kids?
    Man, don't do it, it's not worth it to risk it (You're right)
    Not over this shit
    (Stop)
    (I will)
    Don't even listen to the voices, they're bad for you
    You know what? I don't like your attitude.


    "Meet "Stan", 21 years old
    After meeting a young girl at a rave party
    Things start getting hot and heavy in an upstairs bedroom
    Once again, his conscience comes into play"

    Now, listen to me, while you're kissin' her cheek
    And smearin' her lipstick, slip this in her drink
    Now all you gotta do is nibble on this little bitch's earlobe
    Yo, this girl's only fifteen years old
    You shouldn't take advantage of her, it's not fair
    Yo, look at her bush, does it got hair? (Uh-huh)
    Fuck this bitch right here on the spot, bare
    'Til she passes out and she forgot how she got there
    Man, ain't you ever seen that one movie Kids?
    No, but I seen the porno with Sun Doobiest
    Shit, you wanna get hauled off to jail?
    Man, fuck that, hit that shit raw dog, then bail.

    (Man, it feels good to be home)
    "Meet Grady, a 29-year-old construction worker
    After coming home from a hard day's work
    He walks in the door of his trailer park home
    To find his wife in bed with another man.
    (What the fuck?)
    Alright, calm down, relax, start breathin'
    Fuck that shit,
    You just caught this bitch cheatin'
    While you at work, she's with some dude tryna get off
    Fuck slittin' her throat,
    Cut this bitch's head off
    Wait, what if there's an explanation for this shit?
    What, she tripped, fell, landed on his dick?
    Alright, maybe he's right, Grady
    But think about the baby before you get all crazy
    Okay, thought about it,
    Still wanna stab her!
    Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
    What you say?
    What's wrong? Didn't think I'd remember?
    I'ma kill you, motherfucker
    Uh-uh, temper, temper.
    How in the fuck you gonna tell this man not to be violent?
    'Cause he don't need to go the same route that I went
    Been there, done that
    Aw, fuck it, what am I sayin'?
    Shoot 'em both, Grady, where's your gun at?

  • chynxzejynx5150 12w

    Austin The Fallen Angel!

    From the start,
    Austin was one of heaven’s most powerful and clever angels.
    When God created man,
    Austin revealed that he had a rebellious streak too,
    As he refused to bow to man and objected,

    “WHY SHOULD GOD CREATE A HUMAN BEING, WHO WILL SHED BLOOD AND CONFUSION,
    WHILE THE ANGELS PROSTRATE BEFORE HIM
    AND SING HIS GLORY DAY AND NIGHT?”

    In response to this defiance, God cast Austin and many other angels down to earth.
    ©chynxzejynx5150

  • chynxzejynx5150 12w

    We could and would have helped.

    If you could have seen the devastation,
    Shattered hearts you'd leave behind, 
    Would you still have left this world that day?
    Would it have made you change your mind?

    If you'd known we'd cry so violently
    And struggle just to breathe,
    Would that have made a difference?
    Would you still have chosen to leave?

    You left without a warning;
    You left without saying "goodbye."
    You left us with only questions.
    The most important one is "why?"

    Why did you believe,
    You had to face this world alone?
    Why did you suffer silently?
    We would have helped if we had known. 

    How long had you been hurting
    Before deciding you were done?
    I'm glad your pain has ended,
    But our pain has just begun. 

    So when you see us start to fall apart,
    When our pain is too much to bear,
    Please take our hands and guide us;
    Remind us that you're there.

     
    ©chynxzejynx5150

  • chynxzejynx5150 12w

    Text over call.

    But it’s not just poetry —
    "Autistics generally prefer text messages and emails to phone calls and in-person meetings.
    Likewise, many autistics say journaling helps them understand their thoughts and feelings better; other Autistics are prolific poets and lyricists."
    ©chynxzejynx5150

  • chynxzejynx5150 13w

    Domestic Violence Can Be Invisible!

    He won't lay a finger on you
    He won't wreck your pretty face.
    But he'll tell you that you're worthless
    Just to put you in your place. .

    And the smile that you're wearing,
    Is just a "lovely veil".
    Through secrets that you're hiding,
    That are just to dark to tell.

    You don't have to be cut to be scarred,
    You don't have to be struck to leave a mark.
    You don't have to be kicked to be bruised.
    You don't have to be hit to be abused.

    Evangeline, you're a hard one.
    Your denial is polstered by your dreams.
    Thinking love is gonna save you.
    But it ain't love, If it's mean.
    So naive you have become, Evangeline..
    It ain't love Evangeline!

  • chynxzejynx5150 14w

    Life
    My Reality

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    How Life Can Feel Sometimes!

    Sometimes I just feel like,
    Quittin' I still might,
    Why do I still fight,
    Why do I still write?
    Sometimes its hard enough just dealing with real life,
    Sometimes I feel like I'm on a stage with no Mic.
    I just want to express what my life's like.
    But I don't feel right,
    Gotta case of the stage fright,
    Don't know what's right.

    I smoke a cigarette and hope for the best,
    But sometimes that cigarette is just smoke in the chest,
    I lay in bed,
    But it's got nothing to do with rest,
    Instead I use it as an escape from all the mess.
    Nothing seems to matter,
    I'm only getting sadder,
    Cause I'm not even sure what I'm after,
    I know my life's a disaster,
    And I better straighten it out or stand tall,
    But I might fall victim in a spiraling downfall, Of emotion that I call,
    Emotion and destruction and everything and its my fault.

    Am I a Martian or just retarded
    These thoughts overwhelming they become bombarded
    My brain ends up becoming overloaded
    Like in my head its steadily evolvin'
    I got problems that need solvin'
    But I'm startin' to doubt shit
    I'm skeptical who I come in contact with.
    Makes it harder to make a friend
    Asking myself is this the end
    What message do you think is being sent.

    Its hard enough to have to deal with my anxiety,
    It comes from deep within, inside me.
    An anxiety others feel but cant see.
    Other's think I live my life care free,
    At times I feel like tying a noose from a big tree.

    But I cant give up just yet
    Everyday I feel like a fret
    Thinking about my life I begin to sweat.
    To my own self I feel like a threat,
    As I begin to sweat.
    If you believe in God is this just a test
    I'm willing to make a bet I was born to fret.

    Will I ever amount to anything
    Guess we'll just have to see
    Sometimes I have bad thoughts of commiting killing sprees.
    I just want to feel free
    Not just feel small as a flea.

    These are just some of the thoughts I have about myself
    Like a book never being read on the shelf.
    I've got to come to grips with oneself.
    Keep pushing on is what I tell myself.
    ©chynxzejynx5150

  • chynxzejynx5150 14w

    Counterfeit People!

    Freakin' me out,
    You wear a mask called counterfeit.
    You're freakin' me out,
    You wear a mask.
    Freakin' me out,
    You wear a mask called counterfeit.
    You're freakin' me out,
    You are a....
    Fake!!!

    I wonder, I wonder,
    What it's like to be a clone.
    Doin' nothin',
    Nothin' on my own.
    Alone in your misery,
    Filed as a counterfeit,
    Goin' down in history,
    As nothin' but a copy cat.
    So if you're fakin' and all that,
    I'll aim my ball bat, right where your head is at.

    All your desperation causes separation,
    Your weakness screams obvious on your siren.
    Phonies get the hint quick,
    Smacked with a wicked lyric.
    Pain for the fakers fame,
    You can't maintain.
    Because you're sick of yourself.....

    Well I'm sick of you too,
    FAKE!
    You're a counterfeit,
    FAKE!
    You know we figured you out?
    Well I'm sick of you too,
    FAKE!
    You're, A, Counter-feit,
    FAKE!

    All these phonies:
    You disregarded your Life.
    You disrespected your Friends.
    You've even stolen your Appearance.
    But I should have never dropped my guard.
    So you could stab me in the back,
    But you were freakin' me out, you wear a mask!

    Now you're steadily startin' to change.
    You wanna re-arrange your lifestyle,
    Live like the wild child
    With the vibe alive you could lie,
    To try and be so fly.
    A lie, but you still deny,
    YOU'RE A FAAAKE!

  • chynxzejynx5150 14w

    Loneliest

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    Living In The Days Of A Myth!

    When I Reminisce,
    Ignorance was Bliss,
    Back in the days where the magic Exist,
    Never be the same as it was,
    Just another day in the maze of a Myth.
    Never had chance,
    To pause and get a better glance.

    It's like love,
    Some people get it.
    For some,
    It's just a glove that never fitted.
    For me it's just a pain in the ass
    Cause I'm addicted to the taste of hopin' it could last

    Another day, Another night,
    Inside a lonely world.
    Another game, Another fight,
    Inside a lonely world
    Another wrong, Another right,
    Inside a lonely world
    Such a lonely world,
    Such a lonely world.

    Maybe I'm a target for people that are bitter
    At least I can say that I've never been a quitter
    I remember school, man I hated school.
    It was like prison with bullies always putting me down.
    Just a little kid they can pick on.
    I learned to forgive them,
    Now I got the balls they can lick on.

    With the mind of a man in the middle,
    I never wanted it all,
    And I don't want it now.
    I just want to cruise,
    And if I lose,
    Then I'll figure it out.

    How the time flies,
    Even with the blink of an eye.
    When you're young you learn,
    You absorb like a sponge in disguise.

    Then you get a little older,
    And gather your thoughts.
    It's amazing what you learn,
    When you've never been taught!

    No matter how hard i can try inside a lonely world
    No one can hear me when i cry inside a lonely world
    I'll never know the reasons why inside a lonely world

    ©chynxzejynx5150

  • chynxzejynx5150 40w

    Life

    Sometimes I just feel like,
    Quittin' I still might,
    Why do I still fight,
    Why do I still write?
    Sometimes its hard enough just dealing with real life,
    Sometimes I feel like I'm on a stage with no Mic.
    I just want to express what my life's like.
    But I don't feel right,
    Gotta case of the stage fright,
    Don't know what's right.

    I smoke a cigarette and hope for the best,
    But sometimes that cigarette is just smoke in the chest,
    I lay in bed,
    But it's got nothing to do with rest,
    Instead I use it as an escape from all the mess.
    Nothing seems to matter,
    I'm only getting sadder,
    Cause I'm not even sure what I'm after,
    I know my life's a disaster,
    And I better straighten it out or stand tall,
    But I might fall victim in a spiraling downfall, Of emotion that I call,
    Emotion and destruction and everything and its my fault.

    Am I a Martian or just retarded
    These thoughts overwhelming they become bombarded
    My brain ends up becoming overloaded
    Like in my head its steadily evolvin'
    I got problems that need solvin'
    But I'm startin' to doubt shit
    I'm skeptical who I come in contact with.
    Makes it harder to make a friend
    Asking myself is this the end
    What message do you think is being sent.

    Its hard enough to have to deal with my anxiety,
    It comes from deep within, inside me.
    An anxiety others feel but cant see.
    Other's think I live my life care free,
    At times I feel like tying a noose from a big tree.

    But I cant give up just yet
    Everyday I feel like a fret
    Thinking about my life I begin to sweat.
    To my own self I feel like a threat,
    As I begin to sweat.
    If you believe in God is this just a test
    I'm willing to make a bet I was born to fret.

    Will I ever amount to anything
    Guess we'll just have to see
    Sometimes I have bad thoughts of commiting killing sprees.
    I just want to feel free
    Not just feel small as a flea.

    These are just some of the thoughts I have about myself
    Like a book never being read on the shelf.
    I've got to come to grips with oneself.
    Keep pushing on is what I tell myself.
    ©chynxzejynx5150

  • chynxzejynx5150 84w

    Life

    They tend to misunderstand the paper man
    with scissor hands.
    Who watches the hourglass for grains of sand.
    To fall and fall again as he pretends,
    That everything he lays his hands on doesn't turn to shreds.

    But why, oh why, does he persist to hide?
    When they insist that he try to come outside
    from the shell he lives inside.
    Now he's been hypnotized and
    Despite the lies, he sits and waits to die.

    'Cause he can't find no words to explain the rain.
    All his emotions are transformed and now become pain.
    He's alive in a black hole empty in space.
    And he sits in front of the mirror and he's face to face,
    With the sadness, confusion, his patience he's losing,
    He's substance-abusing, he's one with the music.
    And he needs a little something to dial it all back,
    'Cause he's running in a race but he's not on track.

    And everyday gets a little bit harder
    Like a piece of my life's puzzle, that’s been slipped under the carpet.
    Until this day, I'm feeling like I'm never gonna find it.

    I smoke a cigarette and hope for the best.
    But sometimes that cigarette is just smoke in the chest.
    I lay in bed, but it's nothing to do with getting rest.
    Instead, I use it as an escape from all the mess.

    Nothing seems to matter.
    I'm only getting sadder and sadder.
    'Cause I'm not even sure what I'm after.
    I know my life's a disaster and I better straighten it out,
    And stand tall or fall victim of getting caught in
    A spiraling downfall of emotion that I call
    devotion and destruction of everything and it's my fault.

    I'm an example of a bad example.
    And as ample as it may seem a sample of this poisoinous apple
    If you can't handle it yet, give me a sec.
    I'll make ya proud of me,
    Instead of surrounding me.
    Totally hounding me
    Expecting me to be like all the rest.
    And I gotta be honest,
    I'm not sure who the fuck I am on a constant basis.
    So many faceless faces that I'm faced with.
    Who the fuck am I? What a shame.
    It's not so much of lies, I'm just lost in my mind.
    Tryna find what it is that makes me feel right inside.
    And I'm submerged by the urge to make it by day and night.
    I'm in the struggle looking to fight for the right,
    To be more than just alright...
    And I'm looking for more light.
    So I can see what I got in store for my life!