blessed's blog: "hey bartender"

Irregaurdless of facts A legend in your mind Footprints in the sand Aplied there by time The essence of thought Eternal if that Estimates the time A person looks back A doorway to the heavens Leaves the body dormant and cold Watching as this legend Starts to grow old.

Dear mama dont cry violence is just a part of life destruction inside will lead to thoughts of suicide but dont let it dive into your soul tears in your eyes with no place left to go on the wrong road but i found the right place just sitten back and watchin people change face so stay safe you can always rely on me no matter what you dont ever need to cry for me lifes changed for me the rules are now brand new but dont worry cus your boy is always watchin out for you no matter what! Im grown and im back now probably soon ill be fighting in Iraq now but ill promise ill swear to you that your son is comin home to ya just remember that youve taken me down a hard path but like a rock i took the pain and never looked back no graduation

you see where my heart is a fear of most men begining a story without having an end or a friend to rely on to express how he feels its not that he's sober or that lifes became real but the fact of the one that could save a mans life in his hand a phone replacing the knife ending the strife that brought that man here something unpleasent but so perfectly clear but somewhere near done the tears fill his eyes as he smokes his last marbrol and give the worlds goodbyes he brings himself to peice just as the phone rings that one quick call gave that man back DREAMS

I am no longer able to look at your eyes Just a friend in the end just a heart filled with lies Telling the voice to let the thoughts go But it laughs cus the past is all that it knows A smile I give you it all seems alright Ten thousand fluzies that fill voids in my life I am no longer able to watch as you smile While I keep my heart vacant, filled with denile The fear of lost friendship still has me chained Laughing as this truth becomes you then shame A heart left in darkness as cold as the stare A permiscuous look suddenly fades to a glare I am no longer able to be who you know When I feel out of place face to face its a show I cant watch left to wonder if the feelings the same Im picking up words and the courage to play But the games have now ceased I just need to know Are the feelings the same or should I pick up and go

today was hard i think ill end it with a wiskey lullaby i have grown to become attached to the weekening nerve of alcohol everyday i promise myself to quit but then i just say tommorow it been along week this work isnt hard broke at the end of the week and stuck with no car dam those DUI's lol its gotten me real far but for some reasons i am stuck with this burdon one of my four very good friends we always have a ball john, tahnee, paul and ALCOHOL

From the second she shimmied in I was intrigued by her essence And my first instincts to make sure that my presence was felt Simple and plain I'm probably jumping the train But all I could see was my name engraved on her belt Hit the pause button Damn! I don't even know this girl And I'm already practicing my sweet-nothins But that's a classic trait of a soft-spoken, heart-broken, fellow like my self best believe (pussy) I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve But that night the Jagermeister had my sleeves rolled up Wait a minute, hold up I think she caught me grillin' now I'm spillin' my drink (don't look don't look) I knew our feelings were in sync so now she gave me the wink The only problem is, I'm not your ordinary, average Romeo A Cyrano de Bergerac (shut the fuck up) In fact, I remember back in fifth grade I tried to read the book of love, but sadly The introduction didn't grab me So I left it on the shelf and kept moving Assuming that this planet rotates I'll just procrastinate until the day I bump into my soulmate Who would've thunk I would be pissy ass drunk when time came for collision So I made the decision to just keep my composure (cool cool) Until she started getting closer And then I felt this weird feeling underneath my left shoulder, and then I Slipped, tripped, busted my lip and fell in love The minute that she stepped in the door The type of girl I'd have to make a couple mix tapes for To me she equaled MC squared and everything else was mathematics I never took the time to practice