Envy

I wander off into the night
Myself is all I blame
That living seems a dullish sight
And death seems all the same.

I can not close my eyes and yet
When I do I see my living
Becoming something different
And the subconscious is unforgiving.

If only I could feel my heart
Begin to beat again
Then I would make its rejuvenator
My lover and my friend.

Until then I will rest tonight
And bid you all adieu
For I can only feel your happiness
And hate each and every one of you.

Fucking Crazy

All the hunters are the same
I know their vicious nightmare game-
true sex I sought no more I asked
and drank the poison: again at last.

She wants the villain to take her again
but she has joy and life and pain.
her actions weren't what she said
dear god I want the pain instead.

anything but this empty chest
I pine for meaning and often get less-
even in a loveless fuck I have to be compelled
I'd rather be a praying harpy than live this tasteless hell.

these walls they seem so tight right now
they bear the witness of my sin
and I the great performer bow
I've been judged and karma wins.

such drama in such simple sex
her actions weren't what she said
such things as fucking should not vex
I think I'll take my loneliness instead.

Dear Darkness

Be still you wrestless demon night
and bend towards my simple plight-
just let me sleep with sweet dreams tonight-
be still my mind from Wrong or right.

May my dreams be tender and i wake to the sun-
Keep worry from me let me never run-
unless it makes me happy to;
give me my hay day and perfect youth.
And i in turn will speak the truth
and help you with others who don't know the kissing booth.

Vivid Lament

I the writer am determined to die young
cascaded by darkness i've never seen the sun
and in my own world my thoughts resound
to see these visions of a world with no sound.

I grieve for you and picture your plight-
in darkness and sleep and wander this night.
Though i awaken something always feels wrong-
death is but an instance in this my long song-
I pray they remember me fondly after i'm gone.

Rapping about what I know

I don't even think it's cuz I'm so deranged/ sometimes a swingin' dick just craves that kinky strange/ even free roaming girls like home on the range/ I'll still fuck that bitch like violence and mile high clubbers on a plane.
I'm doodle Dailan, I'll come and write words on her chest/ fucking is my business don't give a shit if your man's impressed. I'll get at her in jeans or if she's wearin' a dress/ no need for gigolos ladies, this dick is discount like Payless.
Dr. D's got the cure if she's up for the rail/ I'll hit that shit raw dawg, bust a nut and bail. I was only born a nympho, sex drives run in my blood/ I got the candy for the pussy and I'm giving it drugs.
My mind is one and devoted/ private sex toys de-moted/ she's better in the stories, too bad they're falsely promoted. I'll go from point A to point B and not know the in between/ I'm a record on repeat and I'm spitting the dank obscene.
I wrote the book on one night shows/ I'm auto D and I'm always ready to go.

BITCH! What?!?

freestyling

Lithium barbie dolls, users unite
took a barbiturate bath and bathe in delight
I know the rollers and the tockers and the brokers of drugs
I'll take the corner paying nothing then get tight, warm and snug
Those who keep the peace are there when it comes time to break the rules
I'll get a Quap of brick and sell it to the bitches and their tools
I'm hot fire Dylan you know the rules of the game,
make my pipe smoke heartily and I'll make your pipe smoke the same
I'm hard rain, corroding surfaces deep into the earth
Make you feel like a frost and your mama regret your birth
don't piss me off son, see? I'm the leader to follow
fight with me, we'll all die then there'll be no need for tomorrow
fuck freedom and the terms we describe our world in
Revolution and democracy go like Tonic and Gin
and so does a republic get the money, get the guns
rule with money crush the dust and ride off into the sun.
Fear the one close to you putting their hand in yours
next thing you know, you might find out, that a lot of us are whores
pushed to the right direction we can make a connection
and reserve the sex to be rough like a body insurrection.
sit down little boy and play with your toys,
this is raw life coming quick and you got no f***ing choice.

Growing Old

In distant memories my life was just fine
and my heart beat true and clear thoughts blessed my mind
and now in haze I dream about days
so long ago now I've completely lost my way.

My thoughts dwell in darkness and my brain knows the truth
I've lost all that unerring passion that came with my youth.