life

***

fuck yo, bitch!

damn! this life -- the life's good.

we long to live, & live the hood.

alive, we are, but how? for long?

the love's life, but where's this home?

we want to search, we need to find

before the time yo eats us alive. 

here, & there, babe! where's my love!?

love's lost so am i in (the) world

the world's bad so am i so bad!

the regret of being good, i dang dread. 

damn! so poor i am... am i?

i don't know, there's why so whys?

in this world, to senseless life

our naivety gone. & purity spoiled. 

what we want is not yet defined. 

bloodiest unidentified purpose to whaaah life!

funny it is to say; to think that love's lust, & lust's sin

the pleasure of love's o' yes it is

but we do treat the ecstasy, akin. 

fuck yo, bitch!!

*** 

you be the shit who spoiled my life;

my career, my time

& thrown me to nights. i'm being drunk...

& sunk.. in what?

i don't know, babe, why i'm shrunk!!

your love was the reason that i dang lied

then screwed my life, & time, & nights

now, you're gone. but i'm damn lone. 

your hoe sis marriage's getting celebrated

with champagne

and here i'm bloody lone & getting fucked outta fuckin' brain!

yo fuck yo, bitch!!

your infatuation got me into trouble. 

i ruined my image! my career, my stardom, my anger dang rage!

now it's getting burst out deep inside

but i'm so failed.. 

at letting it come outta the shell of bombshell!

see bitch, what you've done!

whatcha goddamnit damaged!

i ain't no on rampage

but certainly, deep inside, one day, 

you'll be a fuckin' slave of your hubby; living in his darkest cage

then you'll remind whatcha ya done

to me, to my life, to my image, you bitch!

i ain't wanted your shit, bitch!

i was naive. i was bloody 18! but you were the cheapest thing!

now i'm fully grown so is my hurt

heart's such a vulture alive...

 wrapped up in the coil of f flirtatiously dictative dirt!

yo bitch!

why the hell am i blaming you? 

i know, you ain't know. you know nothing. 

i was the reason so fucking!

i ruined your image; spoiled your nights

you tryna save me, but me wasn't that polite

i ain't hear ya, cos my heart won't hear me

why the hell i did what i fucking done?

this's such a stupid idiotic question i recall every night

& get frustrated outta time

fuck ya, bitch!

but so sorry yo biotch!

i need to get myself stressed off 

so am just writing down whatever i have to

writing's what all i have got

and am thankful to it that at least, am writer

 or else.. 

if i won't, who'd gonna fumble me, bitch

cos, i know.. you and your smile both are more like a crap outta shit!