A few of my poems.

Untitled.


I'm standing here, mouth a foamin.
But as always my mind is Roamin.
Some may say I caught rabies.
All I know is I'm tired of maybe's
I'm mad as hell
about being trapped in this cell.
My life before sucked
but now you know I don't give a fuck.
All the haters can suck my balls.
I hear the demon scratching at the halls.
He's sitting there waiting behind the door.
Waiting for the day my walls are no more.
Ghosts of my past always haunt me.
God I wish they would just let me be,
I'm sick and tired of this game
i wish some people never even heard my name.
Life's a bitch and then you die
it doesn't matter how hard you try.
When trying only leads you to fail.
Your always gonna be trapped in your personal jail.
You all think 'm falling back to my past.
But this new me is having a blast.
I'm still figuring out who i am and want to be
all i can say is, well its gonna be the real me.
I lived a lie and now it's done.
its time to emerge into the sun.
I'm ready to show people what they were missing
those of you who aren't ready, my ass you'll be kissing.
Ready or not people my time is now
and i'm in front of you without a bow.
there is no need for an introduction
by now you all know that my attitude got a reduction.
for those of you who don't know,
I'll always be a juggalo
With the Carnival I can always be found
until the day I'm dead in the ground.
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Past and Present

My life is a roller coaster, for far to many years I lived as a poser.
I tried to pretend I didn't care, but all that did was make me wanna pull out my hair
I always kept y'all at arm's length, because I knew deep down I lacked the strength
To get up after being hurt, I felt i would just lie in the dirt.
So I lied, cheated, stole even worked a con,
but living like that is like owning something in pawn.
Now I've returned 8 years later, and have changed. But everytime I blink I'm being hanged.
I hate who I was, this is because,
of how I treated y'all this is enough to make me wanna ram my head into a wall.
Suicide isn't an option, it wouldn't solve a damn thing.
running isn't either, I've already tried to take wing.
looking into the glass, I don't blame y'all for hating my ass.
My entire past is because of something my mom said, but then again its my choices that made this bed.
So in it I shall lie, until it's decided its my time to die.
Maybe it's already been ordained by above, that i shall die with never feeling some ones love.
Maybe alone i shall always be, because as I see it no one will ever want to be with me.
Many nights i've laid down my head, wishing I were dead.
Like I used to be inside, but i'm still here watching the changing tide.
Now I really don't lie, but every one thinks I am and do, fuck its enough to make me cry.
Because no matter how hard I try, it seems every one still wants to see me fry
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Live Die Love Hate

in this game of love you make me feel like a pawn. you know they say its always darkest before the dawn. i can hear the darkness calling as the shadows beckon me to come home. they know the only place the little heart i have left is safe, is locked inside their dome. i feel like im falling without wings. the hidden scars and dings watch as they bleed . all because the one i need is in someone elses arms
Fuck That.............
I'm back and thats no joke. There are so many motherfuckers I'd love to choke. as the saying goes I'm back on track, still dressed head to toe black on black. I'm the american nightmare, I'm the american dream, i make the good girls bad, and the bad girls scream. I was never popular this I admit..........Fuck School, Who gives a shit if people thought I was cool. I'm still the juggalo who got the cheerleaders into my bed. My heart's now back where it belongs, its tucked inside its protective walls. No longer will the assholes who talk shit behind my back have the balls to say it to my face. Because as before I'll put them in their place.
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work in progress

People's stupidity seems to know no bounds, but this time it was me who almost came unwound
It makes me wonder why I even try, when all it gives me is more time to cry.
My heart has been broken so many times, its as if it's being punished for untold crimes.
It's time to rebuild my wall, hopefully it will catch me before i fall.
I'm so fed up, I've reached the max, I'm fucking tired of being the one who always gets the Axe.
I really want a love that will last, instead of being punished for my past.
The days and nights are cold, lonely and full of fear, I really don't think I can handle shedding another tear.
I'm so much more than meets the eye, but people can't see this no matter how hard I try.
I give the best of me, here I am on my knees, begging you to please hear my plea.