My Own Worst Enemy

In a fight for my life and it’s not about you and me

it’s about a state of mind, it’s about having all the ability

and knowing you have it but you not rising to the switch

am I comfortable in this place

why do I torture my own soul by denying the transformation

that is on the tip of my nose, literally I can feel it in my soul

it’s there waiting on me

(Anonymous) are you ready, are you ready to really see

Lord I know you cut me this way

why do I deep down inside fight your saving grace

 

murder murder I kill my soul, I drown it out

through repetition, in the back of my mind

I know all rest with a decision, a simple decision

but I stay caught up in the mediocrity of life

entertaining and dumbing it down

I just say to myself I don’t belong in this place

why the heck can I not reside in the place I should

be Lord I know I am going in circles again

what is wrong with me

 

Lord for every stigma and demise that has been spoken over me

break those chains so I can be free, its holding me back in a false form of me

this I cannot fight, deeply rooted issues of no sense of belonging

feeling like there’s no love that is especially for me

no love of a mother and father loneliness clouds my heart and my soul deep inside

God I don’t know all you have in store for me but the devil has his foot in my chest

he got a grave for me, where he can rejoice that a slain soldier never made to a general in the

war

A liar I know he is cause somehow someway I know he will have to salute me and take a bow

I’ve been fighting for so long with minimum elevation, I am my own casualty at this point

I paid my dues and desire to watch young soldiers rise not be in the same battle

 

Lord your daughter…..I know you will work this out through the will of me

Anonymous
2/24/12

How DoYou Want It

Missionary, on the bed?
Or bent over, doggie style, while I deliver the head.
Making you cum again and again,
until tears of joy is what you shed.

Maybe flat on ya stomach, while I slowly push,
inside your treasure, listen to it gush.
Yeah, I like it soaking wet,
Clean shaved without a trace of bush.

Possibly you on top, me flat on my back.
Up and down, side to side, with my lips on your rack.
Grabing your hips, slappin ya ass
to make you pick up the slack.

Could we do it in the kitchen, you in a short ass skirt.
Hear you beg me to choke you, until it hurt.
Grip you up, give it to you
Look down, lick my lips, as I watch you squirt.

I could put it in ya mouth and watch you gag, repeatedly.
Remembering how much that you claimed you needed me.
You so into it yourself that you are cumming with me,
Doing all the things that you feel will please me.

We can do it in the shower, hot as hell, steaming.
kissing on you neck, I feel your nipples beaming.
Bend you slightly, arch your back, and slide on in.
No ones home baby girl, so continue ya screaming.

Outside, in the rain, on top of my Byke,
See if that is something that you really like.
On the side of the road is where we can set it off
I'm for real lil mama, I won't be saying "SIKE"

In the car, on the highway, 70 miles an hour.
Look over and watch you play in it, like it has the power. 
I reach over, and touch it,
and enjoy the "shower"

Bust in the house, kiss you quick, throw you down on the floor,
Raise your legs slightly so I can give you more,
As long as you want it,
I'll provide even when my kneed get sore.

Or maybe you like it up against the wall.
One leg in my arm to prevent your fall.
no love making this time,
Just a fukk session, that's all

SO.......Tell me......HOW DO YOU WANT IT?

MOST WANTED

Pittsburgh, PA

1/19/2012