Grief |
Grief is a sadness, grief is a sickness,Grief is a persacuted one without no witnessGrief won't let u eat and grief won't let u slpGrief will break ya knees and make ya ass just weep..Grief ...
Posted by The Jerk on Sat, 24 Nov 2007 01:09:00 PST |
reaility |
its what ever
I was born upon this earth with rules of life.... I live day to day,and I've moved from yesterday to yesterday, I believe tomorrow's tomorrow will come, just in its due time...&nb...
Posted by The Jerk on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 11:52:00 PST |
still puttin words together to make perfect since |
My Pops
by Paul Adams
(sorry no disrespect but i am extremely pissed)
Chalk it up nigga, yea that's right ya heard me... U aint a real father, and u don't deserve me... E...
Posted by The Jerk on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 09:36:00 PST |
Pages of My Book |
This is one for the books, 20 years of my life is all it took, To find the right one, To find a true one, Some one to hold me down, Some one to pull me back to earth when my h...
Posted by The Jerk on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 06:25:00 PST |
Yes it is True |
yes it is true
Yes its true pain is love, because without pain,what is love.Cupids arrow is painful, but the result is joyful.
Yes its true what goes around comes around,but whose to say what went aro...
Posted by The Jerk on Sat, 16 Dec 2006 04:17:00 PST |
Life |
Doing what i can doby paul adams
I am tired of the sickness that flows through my brain. I am tired of like smashing down my dreams. I can do this, I can do that. People tell me yo...
Posted by The Jerk on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 12:07:00 PST |
The present |
The words inside mept. 4amoung the aftermath
I don't know, how do I live? Will I live? The sky is cloudy, just like my future. What do I do? There was a time I had many questions, there w...
Posted by The Jerk on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 08:42:00 PST |
The Conclusion |
The Words Inside Mept. 3 End to the Sadness
By Paul Adams
The bars that confine me are the same ones that hide me. They shade my face away from misguided thoughts that the world provides me. The...
Posted by The Jerk on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 08:16:00 PST |
Between the Lines |
The Words Inside Mebetween the linespt. 2
by Paul Adams
As the days roll by, my heart crys. As the nights crawl by, my mind wonders why. There is just so many thoughts, i feel as if I'm g...
Posted by The Jerk on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 08:04:00 PST |
The truth |
The words inside me PT. 1the truth
I hate this place. There is so much anger in my heart, i feel as if I'm no longer in Gods grace. This form of art is the only way i know how to expr...
Posted by The Jerk on Mon, 25 Sep 2006 02:53:00 PST |
