aacid1's Journal

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  • I’m living fast

    by aacid1 on July 14, 2009
    Have you ever felt to measure yourself As superior, inferior, or equal to the ones around you Im ready piece Something happen please Im living fast Born to last Apparently kids ask To test the boundaries they can surpass troubling vandalism from the little kids infuriates cruel intensions from the little girls Deprives innocence The world awaits For a better change Im ready piece Something happen please Im living fast Born to last The little kids don’t stand a chance The little ones can say they enjoy it At the same time they’re hurting For another change There’s all the struggling Between women and girls Between men and boys Robberies and murders From the little kids is tolerated Cruel intensions from the little girls arouses Get me out of my realm Go ahead and get me and walk Away from all these clown
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  • The Good Bey Stranger Blues

    by aacid1 on May 18, 2009
    Promised myself prosperity Leaving thoughts behind now and before because I’m arrogant My heart ache is punishment that I’m dealing That heart ache is emotion from invariably being left by a kindred spirit So you could say its happened to me I’ve loved it and lived it Now experienced the good bey stranger blues I’ve token the long stretch The mile thats fragile and a speck Never been completely happy Then again thats life and things happen My sweethearts been mine and she’s been gone Left me with the good bey stranger blues Strange there’s no remedy With a fragile smile, no sense of style yes she I desire Its a simple infatuation try to be at the same destination But I’ve gotten the good bey stranger blues When my eyes become shut I see I am no better The time has come and gone partner Find out and live now don’t just stand behind it all Its like I freak out with the dreams I have in seeing her smile Dreams of her images haunt me for the last words I didn’t say In the last view of her face So I’m left with the good bey stranger blues From the palm of my hand I can see the fool I am I miss my sweetheart The life I’ve chosen is not the life I’ve craved Forsaken by my misjudgment Every choice has a mistake with this I’m left with the good bey stranger blues Well I’ve been left before and there are steps and measurements That are prepared for when I hurt But just maybe but maybe is just a word to give me hope Something from the straight top of my head I mostly have brilliant ideas not on this page Only the feelings that I feel from the good bey stranger blues All the words repeated once and again The worst is all of it the life I’m living My sweetheart I’ve loved The creation I’ve let slip away Im not a good person and I see it out of a mirror everyday No one has stud on my side or held the hand that has made a legacy through the worst and explained the pain in The good bey stranger blues Virtue or dessert you You see my answer sooner or latter emerge This life has held so much in store In life who knows which is the right or the wrong door You can find many ways life ends If at all these are my last words there is love that fills my heart
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  • Under The World

    by aacid1 on May 14, 2009
    Well as time goes by so slow and I’m never minded never grown My life seems to pass by losing one person after another Nothing in place so up seen Under the world am I to be unpleasure to be unheard, unhurt Now waiting for what should be coming next Could be anything another death Another fear for me just to know what this all is What this curse could mean How I should just let it go Then the same in return Explain one reason for the end of me The end of the world Under the world am I to be controlled by what I’ve heard To be shown there’s nothing more, northing more Nothing but fear in this world I need something shown to me Because after a lot of bad I’ve done Now that i realize it was wrong I don’t care Because it never seemed bad or felt wrong This is what I see This is how it feels to just come out How could I notice it, how could I not before notice it I had a strain in my body to just break free of how I think And do this How I just go about my day without any despair How i see how i can never release how i always have stress Something to bring me down Sometimes I never realize it But then other times it just hits me lays me down with more room To think Some how I see more and at all clearer Some how people can live with me I think about how the hell When I cant even live with myself So rough somehow so brave somehow Well as time goes by so slow and I’m never minded never grown My life seems to pass by losing one person after another Nothing in place so up seen Under the world am I to be unpleasure to be unheard, unhurt Now waiting for what should be coming next Could be anything another death Another fear for me just to know what this all is What this curse could mean How I should just let it go Then the same in return Explain one reason for the end of me The end of the world Under the world am I to be controlled by what I’ve heard To be shown there’s nothing more, northing more Nothing but fear in this world I like to think how the hell i made it this far How the hell did i not brake And just let it all go and let it all just fall apart My worlds never been great but its never been horrible either I mean I’ve lived a life like no other But thats life The differences and challenges Thats what will make me what I become The things I’ve survived Sometimes you just need to let it all go
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  • The Face Of The Unknown

    by aacid1 on May 14, 2009
    My strange allegations My rapid death Constancy in the loss of limitless possessions A sensation of a massive barrier Making plenty of complaints For what I cannot account was ever mine Determined for progress The more I complicate my life By the little I attempt to customize As the seasons change once Through new direction On this bounty road Will there be more tragic loss of what was Once endless joy The loss of our cities and homes A venture of a new sort One for experience to be attained Laughing in the face of the unknown With a fragile smile no sense of style Yes she i desire As probabilities head a new corse Might it be mastered Infinite hope with meaningless words Searching has lead me no where But giving up for a new love aggravation is no longer a motivation Fantasy has driven further then ecstasy Concord or mystified Misjudgment in plenty of progression Is she a love or an infatuation Will a fist of possessiveness Obligate creation Sever damage might be inflicted For combing these infatuations Consider the days that I’ve preformed I’ll never look at your face again The time is close babe
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  • You Know

    by aacid1 on May 14, 2009
    When the worst has come You have no where to run You either look for the best Look for the worst Some run to the ground Where they feel a sanctuary Will appear some how Some run to hide underneath The ground six feet under Where they will hear no sounds See no bothers You know what live your life You know what don’t fall apart You know what stay for your loved ones Something will come up sooner or later So forget it cause This worlds got its ups and downs Its not like your at the bottom forever Or the lowest ever The more you think in it The lower you sink in it The higher you appreciate life The more you’ll define its life Sooner or later Somethings got to give For us or from us You know what just shut up You know what just go with it You know what you cant stop it You cant prevent it Go ahead if you want Try to escape it Life is hard Life’s what we make it Nothing can change it
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  • Screaming Death

    by aacid1 on May 14, 2009
    Always when my fear comes true That the pain and suffering come from you Recognizing that your presence causes much still No chance or way to back up from This pain of a screaming death your causing me Or holding in store for me to feel one day Here comes great remorse society making me Feel the great stones When I go six feet under there will be no more At a young age with only 27 of all They were nothing but a misery From beyond the damns of hell Entering the darker of all my life Heres the death you push me toward looking at toward you for answers of comfort In this twisted existence Holding me captive you mother fucking such thing Whatever you maybe Fearing the screaming death With the noise i see and never hear Heres the music the mother fucking amusement The music is why we’re here The rest can go to hell You ready to hear my bullshit now All the things I do and say put into my mind as hate When it all comes falling down On anything you need to say Screaming death to much hate To much wanted fear as it all comes as it all goes Nearly tumbling down from discarded Sense of understanding Making us nearly believe its all gonna get better As the time goes it never seems to works As we repeat time in our minds We think about how we should have Now things are gone meant for someone else Someone else is tragedy faked into the mind In a happy thought as if to never happen More to a disadvantage We fail to live how we should in reality But in our minds screaming death Addiction to this twisted existence And now the much is gone I have only so few not even you to depend on Not anymore Im to do everything on my own Life’s only gonna get worse before it gets better I don’t know where this is to lead me Don’t know don’t care don’t care don’t give a fuck whether Im scared But its me and only me Your never gonna get through me Your never gonna get the best of me Things never tun out the same after My big mistake I should have thought it all through Before i fucked with you Screaming death Twisted existence Brings the end
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  • Mood (I’ve got myself in the mood)

    by aacid1 on May 11, 2009
    Enter take a deep breath Completely relaxed within the dream Or ignorant in confusion As we walk through the pains of distant sorrows We together forever fallow out the tunnel Ignite the days conscious and its wickedness And its bitterness and its abnormalities Cause in real terms there’s no sane My thoughts wont let me co-exist with myself And I’ve already lost my piece of mind Normal is nothing more then what we make it Appreciate your tranquility Cause someday they will take it I’ve got myself in the mood But every pleasure has an entrance and an exit Reconstruction is a mission without ambition recognition on strength and vulnerability One in the same Defecation on the heights of sophistication position Who is the master mind Creativity brings contribute I’m in motion with one state of mind The willingness to die As the rome through the ages enters its Cruel pleasures The discovery for immortality becomes A blasphemous fable For what are the pleasures may not always be The best roads Will someday come it seems eternal For the occasion approach Eternity is only a sanctuary If we don’t make it a donjon I’ve got myself in the mood From the beginning of infancy to the mature Thought the struggles to be infant and unconquered Divined secrets of life defined as a Criteria for knowledge through the ages Icons of an oblivious journey Soul searching, seeking a distinguished glory A universe within a universe No universe of its own charismatic and unselfishness Would be at sacrifice for the unworthiness Of countless souls of constant deficiency’s Including greed, theft, dishonesty, murder And many of plenty ungrateful acts I’ve got myself in the mood Any indication in this captivity I’ve got myself in the mood
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  • Battle

    by aacid1 on May 09, 2009
    Free for thought Free for speech Free for you to look at me like I’m something Free for any struggle I’ll fight for you Im trying to make sense out of today I guess I should just go for us Leave my thoughts behind There will be you and I
    I’ve got to drop these things I think about There’s no other way to be free of myself Battle one on another Battle for this horror Forget my mentality Regain my insanity Will you be there to support me Will you be there to be against me
    There’s not much of anything to say My words have traumatized you in a strong way No idea of how we can make this all go away I’ll rote in hell when I’m already dead Then again all this numbness I cant feel my head All the things we do we cant make sense Trying to explain why everything happens Then why it all goes away
    But never the rotten feelings Only the moments of glory for us Battle one on another Battle this horror Forget my mentality Regain my insanity Will you be there to support me Will you be there to be against me
    Where do you expect this to lead We’re so lost we cant find life’s We cant keep track of where we were that last time Will now spare nothing To get on with living
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  • Alone

    by aacid1 on May 09, 2009
    I so much feel this pain Then so much hate this change By the days that come The days are gone My heart feels alone My age feels unknown To me this life is strange There’s no right Then my choices are my worst mistakes My demons consume me Only my love can understand me Then when she try’s to help me She’ll be pushed away I cant help this at all I don’t want to feel like her My friend that i push away It hurts me to see her pain All i can do is reject her help Neglect her friendship and ask for more I so much feel this pain Then so much hate this change By the days that come The days are gone My heart feels alone My age feels unknown She still wont go away Wont leave my sight for more then a day It makes me glad she stays All she wants is us as friends I cant handle the same My heart still feels alone and in pain
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  • The Bandit

    by aacid1 on May 08, 2009
    The bandit I am partner The struggles that I’ve encountered I gave my smile with my heart I give now my distance thats proffered It seems to be Misery fills complete The bandit who enjoys The drought of depression The stand to be taken On no constant occasion I got to break this hold I got to tell the people I don’t want to wait to be satisfied Until there’s no one left at my side I got to live temptation I got to gain my confidence Then make my way home Constantly ignoring the proof Who’s to say i invent my symptoms This is my own deliberate problem if true Rising from my own mistakes Then the ashes I’ve created From the cremations of my past imaginations I got to breath in and breath out I got to make my choices I got to stop my indecisiveness I know i got only little in my way I know im still young and so are the days I got to take my chances and wake Then make my way home Ruined all chances now dreams consume me Lost the future now left pursuing Not stable to handle forgiveness Now I’m convinced no one will help me Save me from the destruction I’m once again to contribute
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