.I'm Feelin it.

by Jerry Nizzy'Khida Mackey on Monday, September 13, 2010 at 12:46pm

...lets see.

Always powerless to this obsession.... an even greater aggression but this tension's got my chest feelin sore..

It's an old story .. the same plot but this shit has got to stop or it'll eat me alive..

I'm wrestlin with ... with ?

I stay wonderin .. as always i'm mumblin but the words never come out.

I'm always called paranoid

but lately its been clearer as this paragraph appears in front of me just like a mirror

it seems that feelin dissappeared the same time that she appeared

the same bullshit feelin ate my stomach lining...

Paranoid?.. intuition..?

how do you claim the independent?

how do you write a sentence with no ink?

a long distance width could match but wil never ever happen.

A long chain is the same as a short rope..

you can hang with the same pain ..its all on the same throat

To the Miss that i claimed ..

now its Murder that she wrote.. its always been smoke now its Mist

Waaay too much thought on someone who's really that far out..

there's a chain link on my stomach .. but my tongue is on fire..

..Officially done .. signed and sealed by Khida'

So long 'Rose' .. It was nice to finally meet ya

Too bad I'll no longer need ya.

Nizzy'....

.. MadVillainy of The Nerd'........

..A Real recess of that blackened thought

Set free but

tossed in the same cage that Lion was Caught....

...

Unimaginable...

A Power switch ,... I'm the Animal

A Beast but

the evil Reads then Declines

... .. Talent is Talons

I move quick

My minds in Patterns

My style is erratic

Steady flippin because my Brain has inhabited Saturn

... Engaged to the Mist so

Everynow and then I get a Kiss from a Cool Breeze.....

........................................

..Random FRstyle...

.... Maybe that is my Problem..
Im robbin myself of my own damn Smile
Did I not learn anything

Im not Miserable...
Im simply symbolizin wateva was in my Father's eyes the way he rolled...
I'm different...

I stay Blazin cause I tuned to my own Station...Im done with this Gloom shit...lol...
its Crazy to stay Dwellin on the past....
...but Even Stupider to attempt to Dwell on the Future...
Obviously I'm bein conditioned ...put ya anxiousness aside and live
..that way Ill be relaxed...
This shit isnt too Farfetched from a Project so I fall back and close my eyes...
..The Lines dont run my Life....
its in the clutch of the Hand that gives Definition to the Paper...

oooowee...im back..lol..

...Ambitions of Kisses ...

Why does this Love Keep Me Constricted
at the same time
every sentence adds a piece to the puzzle
I know that If I can't figure myself out. .
Whatever's written is my analyzation
I crave for the taste and then brace for the pavement
I'm always dropped off on a sense of contempt
my heartfelt passions keeps my hand goin and my pen flowin. .
I leave myself vulnerable when I feel for the best
tho I always get left behind with worst
unfair and unimaginable. .
I lust for the Tangible. . .
I yearn for the sense that one day I will have it. .
. . . .
There's really no way to end this
cause in my Mind all that exists are sentence. .
. .I'm tempted. . .
The Kiss keeps me tempted. .
Forever's what is missin. . .

..Tryna get Somewhere?

. . . when my vision deteriate is the moment my eyes widen
Reality leaves me incomplete
Didn't know 2% could feel so heavy
I'm 98 with weight to make any legs tremble
I withstand . .
Still standin
for the reason I don't know yet . .
From exhausting Prognostication to self deprivation
My eyes stay dry
but the Black inside keeps my Heart beating
Reasons unknown keep me breathing
I'm still reaching. .
til I recognize the prospective
the same method. . .
No checklist. .
I'll check out with it. .

..More than a Taste...

I always seem to get a taste of it. .
as soon as the clouds clear I'm back to chasing
Nowadays I wear a Metal T
No longer a Heart on my sleeve
Tho its even Harder for Me. .
As the Harder my Heart beats the pounds don't weigh me down but leave dents and red streaks. . .
I'm a Pace runner in this game. . steady losin. .
Negative scores no high points
steady lookin straight to the sky
but bein deprived of my wants. .
. . . A Love is a Shadow. . . .
. . To acknowledge and Understand that is a BATTLE. .
. . .
Why do I always beat myself up?
. .at the same time I'm pickin myself up. .
Its impossible to lift myself up. . .no strength if you can't find it. .
. .in your Heart is where You're reminded. .
I Need a Gain in my Life. .
. . . .I'm pacin. .
. .I'm pacin. .
. . .
. .

....Nothin Lesser...more than Better...noneoftheless

Never mind the content

The lines....these......

...Discrepancies are timeless

As hard as it is to stretch ya limits

'Women' are far away

This kind of stuff makes me wonder

As hard as it is to envision and Angel.....

its even harder when that Angel's got your number

No hugs no Kisses ...its not enough

so i got smart....

...I'm embracin the Heat so we glowin up.....