Thursday, March 21, 2013

Life of the party (rap lyrics)



So we know that your funny, and you think that its cute
but could ya shut the up once in awhile and just be you.
your the life of the party, your the star of the show,
always having shit to say about stuff that you don't know.
drinking and smoking as you walk in the door.
Talking nonstop, you know sometimes less is more..
We like your jokes and your fun to be around.
Its hard to pick you every time your face down.
I hope you people know and understand,
that to be a true friend you got to be a man
You gotta speak up and put your heart out instead,
it’s the only reason that they call you their friend.


*This is a rap song, yes I know I am white people keep reminding me.
Jenn

Meager Mortal Man (song lyrics)


(intro)
(chorus)
I don't know why I'm waking
-can you tell me- why I'm here at all
I cant stop things from breaking
-when the world around us- starts to fall.
cant stop my love from shaking
drowning in memories of it all.
And were so far away from
all the war and the sickness of it all.
(sickness of it all, are we about to fall?)

(possible guitar solo)

To many things to handle
when our own depletion's running out.
When the bombs and the world stops raining.
why don't we question so much doubt.
(possible guitar solo)
(chorus above sung over below)

When it rains and it pours the blood of
humans are washed away like sand.
precious we know now life is.
Were all just meager mortal man.
meager mortal man!
we can just slip away,  wash away.
 No way to make u understand.
(chorus)
I don't know why I'm waking
-can you tell me- why I'm here at all
(we) i cant stop things from breaking
-when the world around us- starts to fall.
cant stop my love from shaking
drowning in memories of it all.
And were so far away from
all the war and the sickness of it all.
(sickness of it all, are we about to fall?)(end)


A Poem for my Nephew


I have nothing to give but my sacred life advice.
I have found there are truths that you cannot avoid in life.
You cant avoid the sorrow you cannot avoid the pain,
But you can do something right now, to start your life all over again.
You have to be your own cheerleader on this journey through your life.
If you don’t take a hard look at yourself you will create your own strife.
Avoid the hard changes, and continue down this path.
Nothing ever changes, and you keep feelin like a helpless ass.
The hardest thing we do in this life is decide to make a change.
Its lonely its hard, and your priorities have got to be rearranged.
However long it takes I want you to know I will be there to see you through.
Because you are not alone in that journey, for all of us are a lot like you.
But some of us are doomed to repeat
the painful memories and the feeling of defeat.
Try to think of yourself as a jedi master,
Self discovery is not better when its faster.
Spend time each day trying to look at who you really are.
Once you realize your potential, you life will sing just like your guitar.

Love,
Jenn

Monday, March 18, 2013

Under our Shit

I know who I am, you really don't have to say.
Under our shit, in the dark, we like it better that way.

I am the monster, I accuse you to be.
When the facade comes down, its all really me.

I take all I can and I tell you what for.
I push love aside, and kick trust out the door.

I think I am fighting for justice and truth.
Angry at the world, and what it took from my youth.

A creative genius destroyed before I was born.
A beautiful painting, but the artwork is torn.

Fighting to make sense of what fools might say.
Under our shit, in the dark, we like it better that way.

The Mist

Stepping out into the morning mist, it hides what I cannot see. Enveloping, covering, secluding my own secrets from me.

I come from inside you, I learned from your bitter pride.
I see through the mist, I see what your trying to hide.

The way I survived, is not to believe what was on the surface. But to look deeper within the mist for a reason or a purpose.

After many years the illusion burns off and you feel you 
have somehow won. Having to look at the person we have now become.

If we choose to hide in the mist, we are no better than they. The ones who made us believe that the sky was only gray.

You never wanted to become what you despised all the while. Just wanted to wake up to the sun for once and have a reason to smile.

The mistakes you make now, are yours to hide and much harder to see. Never let the mist stop us from seeing the truth, that will set us all free.

disclaimer

There are no such things as "normal people" in this world and that word seems highly overrated.
And since everyone seems a bit dysfunctional these days it makes life a lot more complicated
My poetry might sometimes be hard to read, but hey the therapy is free.
It comes from a long history of anger and pain, and its all a part of me.
I've never posted my stuff before, so excuse me if I'm nervous.
but i would hope you appreciate the difficulty of this service.
My life has taught me you can never turn back Time.
This is a gift given to me, and I am taking back whats mine.
I will no longer hold back on the things that I must do.
And shed some light on things that we all are going through.
If you don't like my poetry, your welcome to leave.
Just give me back my heart, I wear upon your sleeve.

enjoy the journey


Happiness will come and you have to realize,
No one starts this journey with a soul that acts so wise.
Take yourself to serious, and that's when your trouble will start. Live and laugh day by day, and love people with all your heart.
You make no mistakes in life, only lessons to be learned.
If you surround yourself with no control, then your going to  get burned.
no one can tell you what you must do, you choose within yourself.
look for the best in everything, and you will discover a different kind of wealth.

Insomniacs nightmare

surrender to the darkest hour
I rule your mind and you have no power.
i'll show you truth that your true soul hides.
So lay back, go to sleep, let me take you for a ride.
In dreams i come and destroy your every thought.
Dragging you down until your soul is bought.
Tonight when your falling into a sleepy death
I'll be waiting to take your last life's breath.

Wasted Life

I'm only 24, why go to college? What the hell for? A few years back when i was lost in teenage rage, it wasn't a chapter in life, more like a page. I knew it all, took a fall, I missed the call, but I still have it all. You cannot change what I don't want to learn, time is on my side, and I got plenty to burn.

I'm just 34 and I'm walking through yet another door.
What I thought I knew, oh there is so much more.
Just starting my so called life; made sure I got pregnant so he would make me his wife.
There he stood so strong at the alter, never realizing forced love will always falter. With two kids down and one on the way, he walked out the door just the other day.
A twisted class reunion to see my high school friends, I make up a lie, so that my denial won't be exposed again. Because, i haven't made enough changes for myself. I need to find a rich man this time and spend all his wealth!

I'm already turning 44, and today my children called me a gold digging whore. I married a man that i do not love, and for that they don't make a strong enough drug.
I can no longer afford love as an emotion, thee is no thing as true love and devotion. We all have to give up something, like your dreams. and I haven't lived up to any of mine it seems.

I'm 54 as I lay drunk on the floor, and I really don't want to go on anymore. My children are going through their own teenage rage. I feel trapped in my marriage like an animal in a cage. I cant stand to look at the woman i have become. all the places i haven't seen all of the things I have never done. Is it to late to change the way that i think, i just can do that now, I , I need another drink....

I'm 64 alone in my bed, left with only the voices in my head. I want you all to know something my friends; a wasted life is denied to the bitter end...

Sunday, March 17, 2013

enjoy your youth

Fiery red, green eyes see clear,
so many secrets, guilt and fear.
to many tales of my life gone by
No i cant go back
the past makes me cry.
Why would you care?
Well your just like me.
Tortured and waiting for someone to set you free.
What do i need, love, money or health?
when will I learn to believe in myself?
My green eyes now see truth,
party, have fun and enjoy your youth!

*note written in 1990, i believe i ran out of lyrics there at the end.

Untitled

I am filled with love
I am filled with grace
I am warmed by the sun upon my face
I am filled with laughter
I am filled with joy
I am full of hope, no selfish fool can destroy
I am not going to forget
I am not going to dwell
I am a child who survived the fiery depths of hell
I am determined to keep going 
I am going to try until i win
I am always a beautiful person whether it be thick or thin

You go on

You go on, I'll be ok,
Its not fair to end my life way.
The truth you told me yesterday, 
The gift you gave me will never go away.
It will threaten my life day after day.
For you it was just a game that you played.
For me it was the moment I found out I was gay.

Fun with Food

As I lay her with my legs spread,
like butter bleeding on stale bread.

The warm insides of my cantaloupe thighs 
cry out in ecstasy as you eat my cherry pie.

Visions of cucumbers often enter my mind,
sometime hot dogs the plump when you cook them kind.

Whipped cream all covered with goo,
slurping green jello in the tub with you. 

You are my world my little cupcake i want to lick your cream filling until you ache.

Your juicy avocado's so plump and so ripe,
Lets just do it in the kitchen tonight.

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