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Impulsive or compulsive
Either way it's not conducive
Living with this disorder
Can't be good for my liver
Obsessions, when do they stop?
Compulsions, when do I stop?
Let me illustrate and reiterate
My demons make me infuriated
To the point, man, I really want to escape this
Live everyday like your last?
These hours go by fast
Trying to obliterate every ounce of the past
Always with the imagery and self coping insanity
That broke me and continues to break me.
Another day, no not another day
I just got out, please let me stay away.
abuse, addiction, allusion, anger, anxiety, assonance, courage, crush, cry, death, deep, depression, desire, destiny, feelings, forgiveness, freedom, god, happiness, hate, health, heartbreak, heaven, how i feel, humanity, hurt, imagination, innocence, inspirational, lonely, music, passion, patriotic, peace, philosophy, political, poverty, power, prison, psychological, rap, rights, truth, usa, visionary, wisdom, youth,
The only thing that is in my bong
is my gift of poetry and song.
Drugs are for thugs
that's hell in a nutshell.
I don't smoke
and I've never done coke.
I know that I don't always tell thruth
and that I like to lie.
There has been enough brains fried.
Poet till I die.
Dedicated To All The Victims Of Addiction.
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Part 1: Save Us
The whole world went to pot
when, 2pac was shot
on the spot.
Why do Innocent people have to die?
Why do we have to sit and watch, as mothers cry?
People forgive the unforgiven.
Why do people have spend the rest of they're lives in prison?
Part 2: Save Me
I act like a dick
I'm not crazy,
god just needs to save me.
I guess I'm in the zone.
That's why I'm sitting here alone.
Dedicated To Tupac Shakur.
death, desire, heartbroken, hope, love, pain, rap,
How strange it be
All this sin and synergy
A soul to give
A body to live
And for what, are you kidding me?
Feed off my heart
Feed off my pain
I'm insane but I'm sane
I'm still waiting for Death to deliver me
Thought I had it right
But love and hate are the same
We all fall to rise
But you rise to fall
Remember me when I'm gone
Comb your hair, learn to crawl
End this hope, end it all.
death, father, girlfriend, heaven, memory, mother, rap,
*Ethan T. Frye
*Died at age 15.
*Place of death Grand junction,IA.
*Place when died at NBA's Final.
*Cause of death when leaving got in car wreck from txting.
Born- Feb 11, 1999
in Jefferson, IA.
Parents- Nikki, Jaz, stepdad, brother, sis.
childhood- greene-county HS, best friend Drake.
Hobbies- Football, Basketball, Rap music, AutoCAD, drawing, and photography.
Ethan is survived by: Grandma Vickie, Grandpa Tom. Parents: Nikki mom. Siblings: Lyndsay, Briahnna, Garrett, Emily wilder Real sis. Niece:Brooklyn wilder. Best friend: Drake.
beauty, grave, nostalgia, rap, sad, sky, solitude,
Oh, clear sky you speak to me.
Let me bask in the sun and weep to thee.
Stumbling across the pavement,
Thinking “this is my home” if I can’t pay rent.
Take me sauntering down the street
On a surreptitious retreat
Where no one knows my name.
I’ve seen the best of my days slip past me.
I would have said that “I’m not fine”
But no one asked me.
angst, death, rap,
I am not ready to die mediocre
I bargained my soul with the devil
to roll the dice of life again in October
they said my heart must be tainted by evil.
the bar raised low, to fake a smile on my face
to liberate myself from the pain and to sing along
to follow the god who barely cares to show his grace
believed in fate for long floating in the cloud 9s, so long.
Tired of the chorus it is hard to focus in all this hocus pocus
I have had it running on the side walks for 27 years in solitude
aggression in expression among my rhymes venting in tiny doses
8 miles of my worthless writings is an add-on to my egoistic attitude.
Rick Allen Parise
sunlight has risen
simple words profound
Rick has left us behind
To God he has ran
Until We Meet Again
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I turned on the TV and look what I saw, a great big head line saying SUISIDE,I couldn't believe my eyes another young adult who took their life because something **** happend, I've been in that situation, about to jump of and end it all but the I realised that I have too much to live for too many people who care, and I'm only young, maybe my friends are gone and things get tough but keep your head up and keep saying your worth it your worth it because you really are. That's all I'm going to say for now but next time I see suicide I know that I might of helped someone, saved their live I dunno, try your hardest stay alive and don't forgets there's always someone to talk to. Goodnight.