inside-a-sinners-mind

[inside-a-sinners-mind]

Walk thru,

Ran through, that's the words I keep hearing you repeat

Broke down in front of you and you still continue to chip away at the bits that's left

I wish I wanted to forget but the pain is the only thing I can still feel

Your weak, GET UP and get a bag

Why so everything and everyone can rob it

People take because they don't have

I did it to gain leverage

Gave to those who needed me but things become more important than the person

Money, sex, drugs, lies, hypocrisy,and tainted love or maybe it was all make believe

How do you prove your worth to someone who only sees the bad that others pointed out

Mookie, cookie, Doobie, hidden in the dungeon of my thoughts

Tormented by the in crowd just because I couldn't get thin

I felt isolated in every single piece of my life

For my children to bring me into the light, not matter how bad it became I had movie nights, car rides, music history always trying to keep them kid friendly.

I never got to be a kid, I never wanted that for them and I failed by trying to adult too hard and support everyone

Just like My parents, breakib their back to prove they don't need anyone, but too tough is a thing

I don't need you. I got it. I got this. Sorry about yourself. Mind your business. Get out my mouth. Stay in a child place.

Idk where the childs place was but I wanted to protect my parents from the true pain I have endured. I've been nothing but a cum rag my whole life. Used. Exploited. One and never again. No one chose me for my stellar personality but when my pussy was hitting for.

Best chocolate ass I've had, what happened to the wrapper. You went to get me milk and I went too quick, she left me alone because she needed a fix. It wasn't you so please don't blame yourself, I was trying to listen to my friend why she cried but I fell down the rabbit hole into the lake next thing I knew he was swimming.....

I didn't agree, I didn't snitch, hell I barely remember it but was it worth it,? Cruella did you get your cheap thrill? He did it to you so for him to do it to me was nothing huh? Red. I see it everywhere, it was my color, but now it's my anger for not remembering.

I never wanted you to be the one who had to take the picture to get me to see that every one isn't superman and you can't save me.

So I'm sorry for wasting your time. I'm sorry for letting my guard down, I'm sorry for blocking out love, because now danger is the only way to feel again. So I gave them away in case he comes around again, so no one else gets hurt or I never choose me again.

Because you can't.

Dont. Go. Nephew has the video

If that matters to you.

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Anger. That's the only thing I want to feel. Anything else you can have that.

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Here's the next clue

For whom I am to you

Thinking like a puzzle when you

Could have just read the book,

Naw I like making thing akward for everyone

I'm not mad or hating I'm just really glad you ate good

You think I'm slow or illiterate il

But I read circles all the corn field

You fucked up making me your enemy

Cuz I gave you everything, even shit that wasn't mine too

But I can't get my time back, can't get my money back, or helly sanity

You want me to play cray cray,

I can but they got to be worth more

Than $1.68

Bruh I'm so close to hatibg you and everything you do

Fuckin on my best friend well shit she ain't better than you,

Tried set me up, you failed cause:

one im grown asf

For two im single for three Im ugly and I'm thick and yes I suck it

You taught her all my tricks just trying to replace a bitch but your new bitch infected and this point is redacted cause as you lay there smoking and smiling

Rocking your body, I think you infected too

So no I ain't fuckin on you or anyone else but if I wanted too I wouldn't need a text cause this pussy wet and clean and if pop it back imma get a ring

First place always the queen because I ain't easy and you can't get in with no slick ass rap or slashing of the whip

Pretty boy you were and daddy definitely could but hunny daddy you are not. Every stroke was wack sidiy makee cum until you tongue arched my back

You can eat it anyway with a dental dam bae baby and lil kid let me tell you this

You might be a "companion" but honey if you were making any money your stupid ass would let him take it.

Cuz you run s niggas pouches not his pockets hunny cuz them niggas you fuckin gay as hell

Two snaps and a half wig later you still thirsty for the niggas didn't play with me

He girlfriend me the other wifed me and the rest couldn't get my time if I paid them too

Your tip went to my bank account bitch and you were too stupid to rob me so you had our ex bitch bitch do it man this morning report getting really spicy cause at the end of the day ain't shit that you can run your mouth about cuz I tell on myself Bout everything I did. SOLID and body amor you not get through I told you I went dark

Now time to taste the chocolate 💋

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Right about now everything is under the microscope of the webmaster.

Turn the page, redf the phrase for understanding, then again for knowledge

Plead the fifth so your souls not damaged,

The chair, the mighty throne of the most high almighty, glazed with the sweat of the imposter's microphone taking the souls to righteousness,

But of his own.

He is not king, he is not the wicked for he does the bidding of the devil in disguise.

Though we may walk through the valley of the shadows of death,

They fear all evil. Thy rod is not if lighting but of people, watch for they come in around the backdoor just to show you the truth,

They are bigger than you, snarter than you

There are right, you will always be wrong

The girl who heard the truth but was hushed by Washington owning more than you can afford so steal from the babies that have no voice. They won't notice until the red blends to white.

The prophecy states:

The son shall return home and reclaim his throne but be in fear for the book of life has been altered now the book of lies,

To tell a story of hope but it's not one you can buy

Screaming to the purple sun until the red and blue come but the rider is belligerent and intangible to make out the silhouette of the maiden that needs saving

Come closer child so that you may hear me, for my voice above a whisper will allow others to snatch your blessings, do as I said and not as I do,

Protectors of truth, and guardians of the white are the oath keepers whom are revealing the truth.

Who shall cry the little girl who was never too fast but was wanted by the hungry,

Scarifies were made to bring food to the table,

The head of cabbage is being turned evil by the spark which caused the fire to start,

Save his legacy for the child to be born, another and another 4 beautiful children are in need. One inside the oven, your nothing without the shield of destiny, the sword is the key

Unlock the top to get to the bottom and there on the ramp is where the truth sleeps

Fellowship together but do so in haste, for underneath the stone, are the bodies of the people that became unknown.

I'm not a prophet, or a sorcerer of magic but I see what others can't

And I lived to tell the story

#imjustthereader

#thewarningbeforethestorm

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Awakened

Awkened,

left in the shadows of the basement,

I was never meant to leave,

locked inside, thinking the toughness would mask the pee,

running down, red in colors but not too cold,

so hot they used it to warm others souls,

why be so little of remorse, black and yellow,

the colors i've grown to despise,

blue the color that turned them from

greatness to bitter and full of hatered.

the internet keeps lying, and changing right before my face,

facts turned to fiction

love is now hate,

why did you stay if you were to resent the decision you made?

why hold me close just to caress another?

soothing their pain, cause you to open apart of you that died,

you see them for everythign im not, she left to get better,

i stayed to keep you alive,

i guess their sacrifice was more then mine but it was never a war,

because no matter how much i play the game i am always 7 behind.

but the baby was his , and the lies were ours to bind

but binding the lie broke our ties.

so now we lay as nothing with air and space to wide

that we cant see to set apart, wash clean and go home.

we are not welcomed, we are not invited, and we are not in love.

i am too gone and you are too stuck on being free because they lied to get you to leave and i spoke truth too late for my liking.

your never the one to kidd, but i was never unl-oyal,

but every lie it told,

was because you loved me,

but i never did.

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"I coming right back, Stop trying to be me. I DONT NEED YOU." -soultiedserpent

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Why does eveything I touch, burn me alive.

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Hi. I mean, Hell-o.

Whats in the word Hi? To many beginnings, and how many goodbyes? I never say goodbye, i dont do funerals, and i dont go to graves. Death is the permant fear of me., and the craziest thign is that im not afraid to di, but im more afraid that live will go on without me and that no one will even notice that im no longer living. Im existing, im a hollow damn near empty shell of whom i used to be. Pain. it didnt change me, emotinally was already dead inside form the lack of love or care. or maybe i was just blind to those who truly loved me, and now that everything around me reeks of failure do i truly start to see that everythign in me is spewing hatred for the living and those whom can be free. I have hoped for many things in life but the one thing i wanted was to be loved. Just honest love, someone to look at me every single day and tell me that i will always come back for you, and mean it. TO Never be the joker or butt of the jokes for loving someone and proudly looking stupid. I have had it too many times...or so i thought. Maybe this was the hardest chess games and queen beat rook everytime because i started to focus on me. ho selfish, yup ho, the word that everyone uses to describe me because i finally comfortable in my body. only took me 28 years, to find clothes that fit and were me, not somones handme down, or my mother butt floss, or my cousin who idolized the most, for not letting me slide. Actually all of them Osss, they kept the world spinning for a sinner like me, someone who knew all the darkness but always kept the light in. until i was alone with one friend, laughing and having a spill of lemonade telling them the horrors i thought was normal. I never knew a better Bear, Kitty, and Taco Flavored kisses, but my Lonely island was the one i never thought was an oppenant, she was literally my everything, and i lost it all in one swing, because i need to let it out. She did what she thought was right i guess, but i had never used my hands to cause harm...since i was provisioned that way. I hated the pool but them it became my transperncy circle. I could lay in the water and be clean, but it somehow triggered me to be dirty. I never think about savannah, because all i remeber is 3 reds and a little boy who just wanted to swim, and a little girl who wanted to know what the biggest secret was. Kuriousity, Kills every searching soul link, when i search for it i find it. Never takes me long, Ol' Red, was the athemn that i didnt really understand, Love will always be the weak link in human society; show me affection and my legs fly, and all rational thinking goes out the window. To be loved, to be free, to be me, something i can never be again, for i couldnt breathe, but i made it, but i couldnt see, but you made it, i still feel him lingering, but hes a ghost, but i,....like it never happened all over again, like my words were taken from me, just like the churches silenced the little women, i was never allowed to repeat, what has forsaken me. I am not lost, or depressed, i am just not who i used to be, and that isnt alright with me but i can not change the past. I can not become her. prideful, powerful, strong, and had every sense of home. Now i wonder the streets like a lost pug with tears flowing for the thought of a persons voice. I hear them everywhere but i never see them until i know a voice before a face, and its like magic, i see the picture of them where, how, alone or not ,safe or not. Sage, the name is not a familiar of mines, but shes hurting, she lost but she wasnt always that way, she drank the pain until it bled into a point but i know that she is better now, hurling to the skin to spit out the poison, she cnat take it anymore, will the hunted, bart the brother, and a friend of a sandmine, the past cant be, so be kind AjC because those who werer not kind to you will bring you boutiful of blessing, ease the pain not with dirty water or nonremembrance for you were the first to help me see that

IM THE SH*T

SURPRISED.....yeah metoo.