Now a chliche...
Not just my shorty
I say it
You are the best I ever had
Not because you let me have it when I want it
But because wen I'm down and out you refuse to leave my side
I got a real ride or die.
Not a nickel a a dime or a quarter... money has nothing on you
You're worth more than this superficial world covered in gold
Am I in .L.o.v.e.?
Hell yea. Nothing could make me deny you Mya.
From head to toe, not one doubt in me
No doubts about we
I want us to forever be we
You and me, Mya and Dee
I wish I could even begin to explain how yu got me
No subliminal
Nothing between the lines
Its real simple actually
I
.L.o.v.e.
You
And yu
are
my everything.
-Daja A. Lacy

Lone lullabies sing in agony songs of solitude
My mind desires the very thing that causes my heart to bleed from old
scars.
New wounds heal to form more nothingness in my chest cavity.
A hole. Beginning of the abyss I hold most dear to me. Full of more
nothing. Tears fall but once gone they were never there. Mind clear of
the pain that once lied.
Or that in theory. I try to hide... the pain, anguish, and despair that
lives in me. It feeds off my average... my ordinary.
So this is my nothing... my abyss is full. No questions. Its full.
People continue to take and take and take... and I receive more for my
abyss... one problem spawns another... more complicated, stronger and
powerful than its predecessor.
In a sense I'm done but I proceed.
-Daja A. Lacy

Off the top

I think.
But I digress

I try.
But I digress

My mind, body and soul are not in sync.

Each one is.
Independently.

My heart. I can't even find that station.
Can't distinguish Am-Fm

"Supposed to feel?????"
I don't know.

Pain?
That's one.

Sorrow?
A constant as the others

Happy?
Ha! You trippin.

Sad? Indifferent?
Anxious? Scared?
Too many to list.

All of the above. Except the one im supposed to be. Happy.
WTH is Happy?

Thoughts to scattered to supply my definition.
wait no... go to the last one.

An impossible possibility.

What were we talking about?
Oh yea. Mind, Body, Soul

Mind... craves the knowledge
Body... Sex and Affection
Soul.... Music and Any other art expression.

My mind and soul think.
And my body knows.

Funny how this is simply complicated.

My body needs.
And my mind and soul wants.

I think I want. I know I need.

Can my wants also supply my needs as the needs have?
Wow I'm weird... LOL


What a Leak..!

DDK

Why am I?

This grief causes me to be.
Constant let... Down


My subliminal goes further into your canal than anyone has traveled the abyss.
I love the wetness.

Noticing the deeper I go, The darker it gets. I pursue.
Knowledge is everything... right?

I know, possibly, too much.
Things I wish I didn't

Yet. I continue my endeavors.

I notice the repetition of "I"

Yet. I persistently progress.

Happy is a mythological dream only seen in the fantasies of my imagination.
Meaning- That shit ain't gonna happen.

I am the knight. The night. The darkness that pains me. Grief in the highest key.

That
makes
me.

Can I get a G flat?

Minor please. Nothing major about this.
Yes a chord. The harmony is me.
Put something before. Something after.
But keep playin that chord.
Play it over and over.
Different variations.
Revert to the same.
Just keep playin.

Child's play right.
Easy.

You keep hittin that chord.
Hit It!
Brake It!
And when it wont play.
Just go play another one.
Someone else will take the time to tune this just to play me.

Just waiting. I'm waiting patiently. One day.

Why am I me?
Cuz everyone wants to play me.

_DDK_

Gud Knight-

Gud Head-

Nothin

The is nothing melodic or profound about this.

I think she's cheating. For real.

I'm kicking myself in the ass everyday for mere thoughts and she is taking the liberty.

Should I be mad? hurt? what?
Am I allowed to be?

Shes only doing things that my mind has done a million times over.
I wanted stability.

What the fuck!!!!!

I'm tired. I know I need to take a brake. _but. I am in love with being in love.
Man nothing subliminal about this.

I'm hurt. I want to cry. _but. The only thing that comes out is laughter.
How could I be so stupid. To think sum1 could STAY down for me.

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha :( Down for me... (Yoda voice)- What a fool, am I.

For me love is a fuckin joke. Nothing but a short term joke.
Two months... I never waste my time.

No regrets... honestly... its not over.
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
Don't even know if its true.

Damn shame tho... "I'm going to sleep" she says
I say "ok"
Go to put some money on her phone and find out she has been on the phone for hours.
Wit sum1 from NY. Maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions. _but. Something dont feel right.

GRAFITTI ART

THE ONLY RECORD OF MY ART LEFT....

GUESS I NEED TO STEP MY GAME UP!

Leak

My leaky faucet needs to be fixed.
Profound words spill from my fingertips getting those who pass… Wet

Dripping a damp concoction of love and lust into the minds of others.

[Why?]

Do I need a reason?

[Yes]

Ok, Fine. Honestly she has failed to…Turn the knobs to my mind.

Does she want the passion soaked lyrics

To slide inside her… mind

I have sum good head [A good head]

Damn good head

No bragging or boasting. Daddy is the grade and that says it all

But back to the problem @ hand.

This… Leak
Slowly but surely each drop falls to create a puddle of ?

Hmmmm…Wetness
This damn leaky faucet of mine.

Flow or don’t dammit.

Thinking even more clearly as I type [leak] on this page.

MaybePossibilities.

This leak evolves from_

_________________
I’ll let you know when I do.

Once again...

...no purpose.

No resolution.

Just had to take a leak.