MW's World: Food In The Brain

I'M BACK! :)

2012-01-01T23:33:00.000-07:00

I’m back,
In this brand new year,
I made it through,
Now ready to start anew,
Ready to do it all over again,
But differently,
Don’t want to make the same mistakes,
Don’t want to fall for the same ol’ tricks
Or go through the hard and tough times again,
I’m back again,
The Mad Writer, baby!
I’ve come back harder,
Harder than before,
Back stronger,
Constructing brand new words to make sentences,
Into paragraphs,
Into more pieces of gold, silver, and platinum,
With my wooden wand of lead,
And my silver sword of ink,
Blowing you away,
And knocking the socks and shoes off your feet,
With my magnificent words,
I’m back,
With my heart still for Jesus Christ,
Praying to Him,
And to the Father, God,
Helping me to walk with Them,
And learning more of the word that I read at the church on Sundays,
And then stare Satan in the eyes,
Tell him he’s a dirty liar,
That I won’t let him get the best of me,
Through lust or temptation,
I’m back,
In my life again,
With my family and friends,
Sticking right beside me like honey to a biscuit,
Like syrup to pancakes,
Behind me 100%,
Knowing that my biggest critic lurks in the shadows,
Ready to attack,
But not letting em’ kill the Mad Writer in cold blood,
With the ice-cold stares,
Keep climbing,
Not falling,
It’s the Mad Writer, baby!
I’m back and I’m here to stay!

Biggest Critic

2011-12-29T00:33:00.000-07:00

I hear your laughs,
Your snickers and grins,
Your insults,
You are my biggest critic,
My deadliest enemy,
My unstoppable foe,
Everything I craft from this pen,
You put your thumbs down,
You are unimpressed,
Unsatisfied,
Every word that I say from the lead in my pencil,
You are unconvinced,
So I guess I have to stop,
Break all my pencils,
Burn every single notebook that I filled over the years,
The Mad Writer is done…
The Mad Writer is dead…
You would like that, wouldn’t you?
Not in a billion years,
Not even in a trillion years,
I will still write,
I will continue to craft these words of gold,
Just because my work doesn’t fancy you,
Or it doesn’t please you,
I’ll stand up,
After you knock me out on the battlefield,
I’m doing what I love,
What I eat and breathe everyday of my life,
I know that as long as I keep writing,
You’ll keep snarling at my work,
But I won’t listen,
To your biting criticism,
I’ll be an incessant force of writing,
That only stops for food breaks,
Biggest critic,
The bigger they are,
The harder they fall,
You can say what you want to say,
But I’ll still rise through your sea of words,
And stand on top,
And leave a shinning trail behind me,
With you in the dust,
With me on fire,
Keep talking stuff,
I’ll just write more and more.

Reflection On 2011

2011-12-29T00:27:00.000-07:00

Hello everyone,
I just wanted to thank all of you who have commented on my blog
this year and made it special. Thank you for all the followers I have. I will continue to post new poetry and look at more blogs :)
This next poem is my last poem of 2011, but I will keep posting
on this blog and may eventually start another poetry blog in 2012 :)
Keep reading more from the Mad Writer!
God bless you all :)

Best Time Of The Year

2011-12-20T11:07:00.001-07:00

Snow is falling,
Covering the world with it like salt falling from a saltshaker,
The air is as cold as an ice cube,
The days are shorter,
Shorter than a midget,
Houses on every block,
Are lit as bright as the sun with multiple-colored lights,
Children walk down the street,
Singing of that jolly old fellow in the red suit that drops off toys,
For the good little boys and girls,
Bringing joy to the world,
Celebrating the birth of baby Jesus Christ,
Before He died on the cross for all of us,
Cleansing us in His blood,
Forgiving us for all our sins,
And giving us everlasting life,
A time to spend with friends and family galore,
Thanking God for the blessings of another year,
And for just being alive today,
It’s the best time of the year,
Reflecting back on all that has happened this year,
That is quickly passing,
Remembering all of the wonderful times that we enjoyed,
The times that we want to lock away in our hearts,
Keeping it there for the rest of our lives,
Christmas time!
The best time of the year,
Giving to one another,
Spending time with people we hold dear to our hearts,
Christmas time,
The best time of the year!

The Real Reward

2011-11-26T15:49:00.000-07:00

I write wherever I go,
Word after word,
Sentence after sentence,
That builds into paragraph after paragraph,
Chapter after chapter,
Creating new worlds,
With characters that inhabit them,
Not stopping until the deed is done,
Yet, I thought seeing my work on shelves everywhere was my only reward,
It’s my reward,
But the bigger prize is jotting everything down,
Creating another mirror for humans to look into,
To reflect off of and view how we react to reality,
My reward is giving my baby to my friends and family,
Who enjoy reading my creative thoughts,
Seeing my vision on the finely crafted paper
How much joy I had when creating it,
The critics that really matter in my life,
The real reward I thought,
Was getting wealthy,
And letting people read on,
Whereas, it’s so much more,
It’s realizing that you’re doing something you love,
And you respect it enough,
To where it’s not a chore,
Or a treacherous punishment,
It’s my passion,
My fuel,
It’s something I love,
And it’s hearing the feedback of your loved ones,
And how they thirst incessantly for more of your art,
The real reward,
Is hearing the sound of the pencil on paper,
As you guide it to draw your words from inside,
The depths of your mind,
It’s music to my ears,
It’s the Mad Writer’s reward,
For doing what he does best and doing it well.

The Next Big Author

2011-11-26T15:46:00.002-07:00

It’s the Mad Writer, baby!
You are staring at the next big author,
To take over bookstores across the United States,
And maybe, across the globe,
My name will shine on every book I sculpt,
On every piece I craft,
With my bare hands and my raw mind,
The next big author,
That’s gonna be me,
I have to reach it,
Because not only did I promise myself that I would,
But to other people who are eager to read my work,
My lunatics,
The next big author,
I love how that rolls off my tongue,
Because it will happen,
And I know that God will help me get there,
So beware all you poets,
You fantasy and sci-fi writers,
You fiction writers,
Prepare to make room for the Mad Writer!

Warm You Up

2011-11-26T15:45:00.002-07:00

Snow litters the ground,
Covering it like a cold, white blanket,
You’re freezing like an icicle,
Shaking like a salt shaker,
Come here, girl,
I’ll warm you up,
With some hot chocolate,
And tiny marshmallows floating around inside of it,
Swimming like fish in the ocean,
I’ll warm you up, girl,
Step into my big coat,
There is plenty of room for us to snuggle in,
As the snow steadily falls,
Layering the world with yet,
Another cold, white blanket,
I’ll warm you up, girl,
With my never-ending love,
How I adore you!
I wouldn’t let you freeze,
So just let me wrap you up,
With my puffy coat,
Embedded with love just for you.

RAINBOWFISH

2011-11-26T15:43:00.000-07:00

As I lay in the cold water,
Ready to swim again,
I spread my entire body out,
As if I’m spreading my fins out,
Spreading them as if I was a fish in the ocean,
Like spreading my wings out,
Ready to fly like a butterfly like Mariah Carey,
Swim away, rainbow fish,
I kick with all of my might across the waters of destiny,
Don’t wanna drown,
Only swim away,
I swim under the surface,
And I imagine it as another world,
As if I saw all of the ocean life,
My vision is nothing but clear blue down there,
I just wanna swim away,
Away from reality,
Forget about my problems that hang over me like a dark cloud temporarily,
And just swim away like a rainbow fish,
With my swag so colorful,
And my self-esteem so bright.

October

2011-11-26T15:40:00.002-07:00

Air is cold,
Colder than the freezer,
Wind whistles by,
As I step on the wise concrete,
Leaves slowly falling,
Changing colors,
From ivy green to pumpkin orange,
And lemonade yellow,
The sun slowly starts wearing its mask of the night,
That is the moon,
Quicker than normal,
Costumed crusaders,
Roaming the streets of the night like Batman,
Going door to door,
Raiding people of their candy,
Their delicious and delectable chocolate and butterscotch,
Ringing doorbells and knocking on doors,
As if they were the police investigating a crime scene,
Oh, how I love October,
And its upbringing of fall.

Can't Hold Me Down

2011-11-26T15:38:00.002-07:00

Words are razor sharp,
Attitude is on full negativity,
Knocking me off my feet,
Crushing me,
Spirit and all,
But just as I feel myself giving in,
I feel an extra ounce of swag,
An extra ounce of God in me,
Telling me to rise,
Don’t give up,
The weight eases and slowly lifts off of me,
I can breathe again,
Can’t be held down,
With your bad mood,
With your words of pain and sorrow,
I’ll push it right off of me,
Brush it off my shoulders,
And keep walking,
Can’t hold me down,
I refuse to fall,
And never get back up,
I have to keep moving,
Have to keep building my faith in God,
Have to think of my family that loves me,
My friends that care for me,
With all of that,
I can keep moving,
Can’t hold me down,
I’ll just come back up after I fall,
So if you’ve come to tear me to shreds,
You’ll be sadly mistaken and sadly disappointed.

Night Watcher

2011-11-22T15:52:00.000-07:00

As I hit the cold cement of the sidewalk,
Heading homestead,
The sky puts on its mask of darkness that is the night,
The air turns from slightly warm,
To a brisk chilled wind,
The moon smiles at me,
As I make my journey.
The crickets chirp,
The streetlamps light up my path like a runway,
When flashed by the dazzling cameras,
I’m the night watcher,
Eyeing and guarding the night,
As I crusade from street to street,
With fear that is as slim as a stick figure,
I should be Batman’s long-lost cousin,
How I lurk in the shadows of the dark,
The night-watcher,
Only trying to make it home safely,
To my destination without disturbing the peace,
As I turn corner after dark corner,
Brightly lit houses in my path,
I peek a little,
But then decide to let the private lives stay private,
With my music blasting high through the carefully woven pocket of my jeans,
Stepping to the beat of every song,
The night watcher,
Watching nights carefully for any danger,
That decides to show its evil face,
At this time of the day,
That is super, uber dark.

I Ain't No Actor

2011-10-21T15:50:00.000-06:00

I ain’t no actor,
I’m always for real,
I only tell the truth,
Almost all the time,
I don’t deceive like some people,
I’m not fake like wrestling,
I’m real like boxing.

Big shirt,
Big shoes,
That’s how big my heart is, dude,
I wear my heart on my sleeve like it’s the new fashion,
Like Lil Wayne,
My feelings are real,
My words are real,
I’m no robot,
I’m no Tin-Man from The Wizard of Oz,
I don’t act,
I live,
I don’t pretend,
I see it as is,
I’m a lover,
Not a hater,
I don’t fight,
Unless provoked enough,
Unless I’m pushed off that thin line.

I ain’t no actor,
That’s not me,
That’s not what God created me to be,
That’s not what He put me on this Earth for,
I’m a member of His team,
I know the difference between reality and fantasy,
I’m no actor in the movies,
Just the Mad Writer,
Writing on paper,
I’m real in the real world,
With a real family that loves me,
With friends that care about me,
With God blessing me,
I ain’t no actor.

Don’t ask me to change my feelings,
Don’t ask me to become two-faced,
I won’t listen,
I’ll keep being who I am,
Nothing will change that.

Brand New Swag

2011-10-21T15:47:00.001-06:00

When I walk in the building,
Buttons on my shirt are gleaming,
Blinding almost anyone that stares with wandering eyes,
Shoes shine like gold,
This is my brand new swag,
That makes most women swoon,
That leaves most men with jealousy,
Painted on their faces,
My brand new swag,
Fresh out the shower like Birdman,
My brand new swag makes me feel weightless,
As if I’m walking on air.
This is my swag,
I ain’t trying to brag,
I’m filled with joy,
I’m over excited,
The Mad Writer has finally obtained his own style,
That he thinks is cool like Febreze,
Bran new swag,
Take a look,
As I stroll down the halls shining bright,
Like a new episode of your favorite TV show.

Nice To Meet You

2011-10-21T15:46:00.000-06:00

Hi,
Nice to meet you,
Are you new to this?
Me too!
That’s outta sight,
I’m the Mad Writer,
It’s very nice to meet you,
You look so professional in that suit, girl,
Can I get your phone number?
I can call you later and give a speech,
On how beautiful you are,
How your voice is a melody,
That I want stuck on replay on my Ipod,
And also include,
That I would love to get to know you,
And see you again throughout this season,
And maybe outside the season,
And just chill right beside you,
Nice to meet you, girl,
Hope to talk to you again.

Thanks!

2011-10-04T15:56:00.002-06:00

Thank you all for following me! I will continue to post new
poetry and look at more of your posts as well :)

Forget About It

2011-10-04T15:55:00.002-06:00

Music on high,
Soda cans cold,
Girls dropping it low to the floor,
Dance lights so dim,
That it’s completely dark,
Girls wearing brightly-colored dresses,
Looking like supermodels,
Ready to walk the runway,
This is where I belong,
This is where I can forget about it,
Forget about how rough my week was,
Forget about how stressed to the max I was,
Forget about my anger,
My pain,
My sorrow,
My despair,
With every song spun by the DJ,
Blasting through those speakers,
With every girl that I know and talk with,
From every dance move,
That I release from within my soul,
Forget about it,
But remember this night forever,
Remember how much fun I had,
So when the stress times return,
I can escape to that night,
And forget about it.

Let It Go

2011-10-04T15:54:00.001-06:00

Someone turned you upside down,
Someone rained on you with their words of pain,
They turned you into an angry beast,
I can tell by the way your eyes burn with multiplying rage,
They pushed you to the edge,
Now you want to snap his neck and leave him to rot on the sidewalk,
And die a miserable death,
Am I right?
Don’t do it,
Don’t do something you’ll regret later,
Or for the rest of your life,
Let it go.
Satan sent that person in your direction,
To get under your skin,
And tear you apart from the inside,
He knows you want to do those evil deeds,
He feels your anger,
Your revenge,
You’re letting him win,
You’re letting him take you over completely,
You have to breathe in the peace around you,
Then let it out slowly,
Then let it go,
Tell God about it,
He’ll listen,
He’ll help you if you let Him,
Let this go, man,
Or it’ll hold you close like two lovers on a dance floor.

Mad @ Me

2011-10-04T08:24:00.002-06:00

You always smiled brightly,
When I talked to you,
Now that smile turned into a murdering scowl,
Like I’m staring into the eyes of the Hulk,
What are you mad at me for?
I did nothing wrong,
I just asked a simple question,
And you took it higher than intended,
Now you look as if you want to abduct me,
Put me on a plane,
Drop me off on a deserted island,
Then leave me there to rot,
And die a slowly, pain-stricken death,
So my corpse can wither away,
And leave a small pile of dust behind,
That’s what I see every time I stare into your dead eyes,
All because you took it farther than expected,
Because you overreacted to one simple question,
So go ahead,
Be mad at me,
But never forget,
All the good times we shared,
Are ruins, like the Sphinx,
Cuz of your growing grudge.

No Gravity

2011-09-03T16:46:00.003-06:00

My whole body lunges in,
Feeling a sensation of nervousness,
And excitement at the same time,
When I walk,
I only float,
As if I’m an astronaut in Outer Space,
Floating around in an open space,
No gravity holding me down,
The cold water feels good on the lower part of my body,
Getting me soaked right through my suit.
I see girls soaking wet,
Clothes pasted to their smooth skin,
Making me fly off my feet,
Making me lose gravity with every passing moment,
Without actually falling,
Just floating like fish,
In a wide spread ocean,
Bluer than the blue on my jeans,
Floating like the fish in Finding Nemo,
No gravity to keep me down,
Only mass to keep me afloat,
Through this cool, light blue water,
That sparkles as the rays of the sun,
Reflect off it.

Feel The Beat

2011-09-03T16:44:00.001-06:00

Heart beating,
Hard in my chest like a bass drum,
Sweat moisturizing my forehead,
Until it gleams in the low lights of the dance floor,
I can feel the blood,
Rushing through my veins at 100 miles per hour,
I’m feeling the beat,
Taking control of my entire being,
Controlling the muscles in my arms and legs.
Ladies drop it low,
Then come back up again,
With there smooth legs,
Smooth as butter on toast,
Like syrup on pancakes and waffles,
They’re really feeling the beat,
Letting it surge through their entire body,
From head to toe,
The beat of the music is taking over,
Turning me into an unstoppable dancing machine,
I feel the beat,
From the moment I walk into the atmosphere,
To the moment when the last seconds,
Of the last track spun by the DJ,
Stops and the air is as silent as night.

Dream Invader

2011-08-20T16:14:00.002-06:00

I dream peacefully into the night,
Then I see you stand there,
As if you came out of nowhere,
Invading my dream,
Interrupting the movie playing in my mind,
As I sleep the night away.

I can’t stop thinking about you with your beauty,
Overpowering me,
It’s as if you snuck into my dreams,
Like a thief in the night,
I feel your hand stroke my beard softly,
I feel the warmth of your chest,
Against me as I embrace you,
The touch of your lips to mine,
Feels so real.

I daydream about it like Mariah Carey,
My dream invader,
That’s who you are,
That’s my name for you,
Since I hardly know your name.

Dream invader,
Never stop coming,
Never stop visiting me,
When I’m alone in the warm comfort of my own bed,
Dream invader,
Stay here in my dreams all night long,
Until I wake up to see another beautiful day,
Let me see you when my head strikes the pillow,
And I close my eyes,
Always be there in my dreamland,
My dream invader.

Talk 2 You

2011-08-20T16:11:00.002-06:00

I see you walk by me,
While I’m diving into the pages of a bestseller,
Tank-top,
Shorts that only go so far,
Showing your smooth legs,
I just want to talk to you,
Get you to smile wide,
But my nerves get the best of me,
I don’t want to sound like that pervert on Naruto,
I just want to talk to you,
Tell you how gorgeous you look,
Talk about the weather,
Crack a few jokes,
To get you giddy,
Then watch you walk off,
Strutting your stuff,
Putting your swag up,
Maybe even get your phone number,
If you think I’m worth listening to you on the phone,
I just wanna talk to you,
And if you like me,
We can meet again,
And talk up a storm,
Or just let you talk,
While I listen and get trapped,
In your sparkling eyes.

Hold You

2011-08-20T16:10:00.000-06:00

When you walk into the room,
I feel better,
As if all of my problems,
Are washed away,
Like food off dirty dishes,
When I hold you close to me,
I can’t get enough.

When I hold you,
Your body pressed to mine,
I feel as excited as a person at the top of a hill,
Of a roller coaster ride, ready to come down.

I feel comforted,
I feel warm,
When I hold you close,
Like I’m holding a fuzzy blanket,
In the cold winter.

When I hold you,
I never want to let go,
I want to stay in that position for eternity,
Because I’m with you,
My dazzling jewel,
My fair swan,
My sizzling supermodel,
That’s how I feel when I hold you.

Kid In A Candy Store

2011-08-20T16:07:00.000-06:00

Shelves tower shelves,
That almost brush the ceiling,
Each shelf is full of books of varying sizes,
Some as thick as an entire brick wall,
Some as thin as potato chips,
As thin as a one dollar bill,
It makes me feel giddy,
Like a kid in a candy store,
Each book speaking to me,
Each asking to be explored,
Almost begging me to turn the pages,
That were crafted by the bare hands,
And bright imagination of the writer,
To make a great story.

So many choices,
So many worlds to visit and discover,
So many characters to meet and greet,
And get to know from the inside,
I am almost drooling,
Like a kid drooling over the sweet deliciousness of the many candies.

So many writers to see,
So many journeys to dive into,
So many styles to see,
Then experiment, to see if they work,
For the Mad Writer himself.

It’s so overwhelming,
So exciting that it gets my heart beating,
Like a bass drum,
Exactly how a kid feels,
Inside a huge candy store.

Die In Your Arms

2011-08-20T16:03:00.000-06:00

We are born,
We all come into the world,
Then one day,
We have to leave it,
We all come and go.

But baby,
If I die,
There would only be one place,
Where I would want to die,
Safely in your arms,
With you holding me,
Tight against your chest,
Like a mom holding a baby to her bosom.

I would die in your arms,
Because I trust you with my life,
As much as I trust you to catch me when I fall,
Because you’re so beautiful,
You’re delicate like a blooming rose.

I would drift to a deep sleep,
In your warm arms,
Because I love you too much,
I know that you’ll handle me with care, girl,
When I’m gone.

Night Crusade

2011-07-25T19:50:00.000-06:00

Cruising down the cold road,
In the summer heat,
With stars masking the big night sky,
Swagger xfinity high,
I pull to a stop,
As the light flashes red,
I see smoking hot ladies on the sidewalk,
Checking me out,
Like a book at the library,
I smile at them coolly,
Give them a wave,
Then cruise again as the light flashes green,
I see them smile in my side mirror,
I’m living life in the fast lane with Bad Meets Evil tailgating me,
Speeding up to 60 mph,
Not looking back in the past,
Only forward to the present and the future.

I’m so hood like DJ Khaled,
I’m so young money like Lil Wayne,
That I’m unforgettable like Drizzy Drake,
I’m so blazing like Nicki Minaj,
That I leave scorch marks on the paved road,
I’m on the edge with Lady Gaga,
I rollout like Ludacris,
Making me lose myself like Eminem,
Look at me now, Chris Brown,
I’m moving on to the next one like Jay-Z.

I’m only moving forward,
From all of my mistakes,
Never stress too hard,
Since I talk to the Lord,
He helps me when I need it,
He helped me be victorious through all of those hard times thus far,
Even when I lose,
I still feel good,
With God in the passenger seat,
And my friends and family a quick phone call away.

I’m living the life of writing till my hands fall off,
Releasing bestseller after bestseller,
My lunatics are filled with eagerness and joy,
Awaiting my next paperback,
Even if the critics say, it’s worse than brown bananas,
I’m the Mad Writer,
Won’t give up without a fight,
Won’t back down from my ideas,
Only pursue them,
Won’t let anyone bring me down,
Only rise with the Lord, my family and friends on my mind.

Escape 2 You

2011-07-25T19:45:00.000-06:00

I’m trapped in a prison,
The guards constantly yell,
The warden shouts at the guards,
To tell them to behave,
Making me lose my fricking mind!
Having it slip rapidly out of my warm,
Food-stained hands,
It feels as if millions of steel cold bars surround me.

Wish I could escape to you,
For an hour,
Better yet, make that two.

I want to brush the loose strands of hair,
Out of your face,
And run my gentle fingers,
Down your smooth cheek,
Or just lie next to you,
As the sun is tucked into bed,
With a blanket of stars,
And stare into your jeweled eyes.

I just want to escape to you,
Just be free from this cell,
Of pain and insanity,
Hold you close to me,
And enjoy every moment of it,
Before I’m forced back,
And locked away,
Wanna escape,
But the place I want to go to first,
Is the place where you are,
And enjoy your company.

In The Rain

2011-07-25T19:41:00.001-06:00

Thunder vibrates the sky,
With its angry growl,
Lightning brightens the sky,
Like fireworks on the 4th of July.

I see you,
With your hair glued to your forehead,
From the wetness,
Like a 1st grader gluing stuff to construction paper,
Your clothes are soaked,
As if they just came out of the washing machine,
In the cold, wet rain.

I stand in front of you,
Umbrella in hand,
Covering both of our heads,
I notice how pulchritudinous you are,
Each time a drop of rain strikes your skin.

I stroke your cheek,
Then come in for the kiss,
Your sweet lips on mine.

In the rain,
We’re like two lovers in the movies,
Holding each other close,
Lips pressed against each other,
In the wet, cold rain.

Ravenous 4 Your Love

2011-07-25T19:39:00.000-06:00

Your love is as sweet as chocolate cake,
So sweet that it makes me want more,
It’s so delicate,
So tender like chicken fresh out the oven,
That it makes me ravenous for your love.

Your love understands me,
Gets me deep within,
It touches my heart,
It massages it, with its smooth hands of care,
Makes me ravenous for your love.

Your love is so beautiful,
When you show it,
It makes me feeble,
Because I’m giving you the same amount of love right back,
It’s xfinity, like Comcast.

Your love is real,
Not fake like toy money,
It’s real as an apple that is plucked off a branch,
From a beautiful apple tree,
It comes from a heart that is pure,
Not a heart that is dark and rotten.

Your love and your heart,
Is as pure as a person who is full of light,
Pure sweetness.

I want to stay with you,
You and your love,
But when I leave,
It makes me hungry,
Ravenous for your love,
Because it’s love that I’ve never received,
By any girl,
Except you,
This makes me want more,
Every time I see you,
Hear your voice,
Pull you close to me.

United

2011-07-25T19:36:00.003-06:00

Fires burn everything to the ground,
Eating anything in their path,
Wars kill innocent lives,
Even the ones that aren’t even part of it,
All because the color of our skins are different.

People think there is only one race,
That is dominant over all the other races,
That there should be discrimination everywhere,
When we’re all equal in everything.

We need to stand together,
Hand in hand,
United as one race,
United as human beings,
No matter what tongue we speak,
No matter what’s in our blood,
No matter what happened to our ancestors,
We are united.

United from East to West,
And North to South,
No one is better than anyone else,
We are all the same,
We are all part of this Earth,
That God took seven days to build with His bare hands,
We are stronger together and untied,
Than we are alone.

You're Not Dead

2011-07-13T14:01:00.002-06:00

You left the world,
In pain and sorrow,
When you went to the light,
You broke so many hearts,
And caused everyone to shed tears of pain.

You touched everyone’s heart,
When you were here on Earth,
You made us see things,
That we’ve never seen before,
You opened our eyes,
You opened our hearts to you,
And that made us even sadder,
When you left us,
But you’re not dead.

Your songs still play on the radio,
Your albums are still selling,
After all of these years,
Your fans still adore you,
From the very beginning,
We always will.

Most thought it wasn’t fair,
When God decided to bring you home,
But He knew it was time,
He knew you had lived to serve your purpose,
You’re in His hands now,
Watching over us,
You’re not dead,
You’re still alive,
And you’ll always be king,
You’ll always be a legend,
That will never die.

Victory Is Sweet

2011-07-13T14:00:00.000-06:00

Victory is so sweet,
Sweeter than a slice of chocolate cake,
Sweeter than chicken dipped in a cup of honey,
Sweeter than a cookie with a million chocolate chips in it.

Victory comes in the occasions,
When you can only lose or win,
When you feel like you’re almost losing,
But win in the end,
It’s something that is earned,
Earned after a great battle,
After defeating your toughest enemy,
Earned after overcoming a hard obstacle,
That kept getting in your way.

Victory is sweet,
Sweeter than a pool of chocolate,
Because you overcame something, rough in your life,
God let you be victorious,
He took you there,
He gave you your time to shine.

Victory makes you feel as great,
As Nate the Great,
It builds your swagger and better judgment.

Even though we can’t be victorious in every single situation,
It feels great when you’re victorious,
For that one moment.

I got a sweet tooth for victory,
Since it’s so sweet,
As any dessert out there.

What Does He Know?

2011-07-13T13:56:00.001-06:00

He brings you flowers and chocolate,
He lets you ride in his fancy car,
But baby, what does he know about you?
Has he taken the time to know you,
Like I did?

He flexes his abs for you,
But does he know your favorite color?
Your favorite food?
Does he know what music you like? Music you hate?
Does he even know your last name?
What does this guy know about you?

Does he know your favorite restaurant?
Does he know what you’re allergic to?

This guy doesn’t have a single clue,
He doesn’t know what you like to eat,
Or why you choose to wear a lot of make-up,
He doesn’t know what makes you happy,
Or what makes you mad.

Baby, you have two choices,
You can choose this pretty boy,
Who doesn’t give a darn about who you are,
Or you can choose me,
The guy who took the time to listen,
The guy who you opened up to,
The guy who likes you for who you are.

If you do choose him, baby, I’ll just have one question,
What does he know about you?

Haters Can Never Bring Me Down

2011-07-13T13:54:00.002-06:00

I’m living the good life,
I don’t have any problems,
I don’t have any worries,
Everything is smooth as chocolate pudding,
Except the haters who keep hating on me,
Trying to tear my soul away,
Trying to rip my heart out of my chest,
Trying to burn me to a pile of ashes.

All I can say,
Is haters can never bring me down,
They can never make me blind,
They can never make me deaf,
I’m stronger than all of them combined,
I can outshine them,
Any day of the week.

Calling me names,
Saying I should jump off a building,
Saying I can burn in a fiery pit in heck,
Haters can never bring me down,
They are just annoying bugs,
That I can take care of easily,
That I can brush off my shoulders like dirt.

Haters are like stains on my clothes,
That I can wash away with strong detergent,
Haters can’t break me,
Because I get my strength from the people who love me.

I have more lovers than haters,
They gave me the strength,
To scare the haters down,
So bad to make them wet their pants.

Haters can never break me,
Lovers can always fix me,
Haters can’t destroy me,
Only make me stronger,
Strong enough to spread love to the entire world.

Wish You Were Here

2011-07-02T01:01:00.000-06:00

Wish you were here with me,
So I can tell you,
All that has to be said,
Before you leave again.

Wish you were here,
Right here by my side,
So I won’t feel so alone,
So I can enjoy your presence,
Your company,
As much as I can.

Wish I could hug you,
Hold you close to me,
See your hair glow like a flame on a candle,
Like a glow-in-the-dark sticker,
Wish I could hear you speak,
Hear your sweet voice,
Fly to my eardrum and come back again.

Wish you were here, friend,
Wish I could see you,
One more time,
This is all I need,
To get my point across,
And feel your sweet lips.

Wish you were here,
I miss you,
However, I know I’ll see you again,
Can’t wait till I do.

Cheesecake

2011-07-02T00:55:00.000-06:00

I should be punished for telling you how good,
This cheesecake really is,
Covered in strawberries, leaving its own shiny glaze,
Across the top,
With a whip cream beret,
It whispers my name,
Wanting me to grab it,
And invite it to the cave inside of me,
Also named the stomach,
The cheesecake,
Makes me scream joy,
Every time I utter the name off my lips.

Cheeseburgers

2011-07-02T00:53:00.000-06:00

Melted cheese,
Topped with lettuce,
Tomatoes,
Pickles,
Onions,
Ketchup and mustard,
In between two blankets of smooth, toasted bread,
Meat cooked to perfection,
Is my paradise,
Next to burritos and meatball sandwiches,
So savory that I can’t stop drooling,
It’s the ultimate American food next to apple pie and ice cream,
Come to me and let me tell you how much you mean to me,
Oh mighty cheeseburger!

Apple Pie

2011-07-02T00:51:00.002-06:00

Crust so soft and chewy,
Glaze so sweet,
I can’t stay away from it,
It’s an American song,
It’s the perfect combo,
Apples and pie,
Coming together in one explosion,
Of a flavor so powerful,
That it’ll knock you out of your seat after one taste of its sweetness,
After my first warm slice,
I rush to get another,
Before it disappears into the stomachs of other human beings.

If The World Ends

2011-06-28T13:23:00.000-06:00

They say the end is near,
That the world is coming to a close,
That the entire galaxy will end,
I don’t believe it.

If the world does end,
If the galaxy is destroyed,
I would spend my last minutes,
Telling you how much I love you,
I would hold you close,
Feel your body against mine,
Cuddle with you,
While the world goes up in flames,
And smoke fogs our vision.

I would kiss you one last time,
Hug you one last time,
Squeeze you and never let go,
And gaze into your eyes.

If the world ends,
I wouldn’t cower,
I wouldn’t break down,
I wouldn’t even break a sweat,
I would stay as cool as a cucumber,
Knowing that you’re with me,
By my side,
Forever.

Is It Worth It?

2011-06-28T13:21:00.001-06:00

I am in my own world,
Dreaming and imagining,
In my own sea of thoughts,
Then you pop up out of nowhere like a magician,
Ruining the flow of things,
With your cold stare and annoying voice.

You start talking stuff,
Stuff in my ear that I don’t need to hear,
I get a feeling of me telling you to shut up and leave my world,
The feeling to hit you over the head with my metal water bottle,
Just to silence you.

Then I think long and hard and ask myself,
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it to do you all this harm, just to shut you up?
My soul says yes,
But my heart says no,
It isn’t worth it,
To go through all that trouble,
Just to make the words that fall out of your mouth,
Stop falling.

So I get up from my happy place and leave,
Taking my world with me,
Down the long road,
It ain’t worth it,
To sink to your level and be mean,
Just like you.

You’ll just spit words back at me,
It will be a never-ending war,
A never-ending tennis match,
No one will be victorious.

The best way to end this war,
This nonstop fighting,
Is to never start it,
It’s not worth it.

As I walk away,
With my world fresh in my imagination chamber,
Your voice gets faint and muffled,
And eventually, I can’t hear it anymore.

Love Fool

2011-06-28T13:19:00.002-06:00

I stand in the endless line,
Waiting to get my lunch,
In this horrible place,
Where brains are exercised until they get hardcore abs,
Like weightlifters.

You walk up to me,
Smiling your familiar grin,
That fervors my heart,
Until it almost boils my blood,
Until my face flushes bright red,
Until I can feel a bit of sweat slide down my face like a roller coaster,
Going down a huge ramp.

You turn me into a love fool, baby,
A tongue-tied, garrulous,
Red-faced love fool!

When you talk,
I listen to every word that you utter,
Every word that spills off your tongue,
Like spilling a glass of water.

Baby, you turn me into a love fool,
A garrulous, red-faced,
Sweaty-palmed, fervor, love fool.

When we part,
I feel empty, yet excited,
Because when we meet again,
I will turn into that love fool again.

Live In The Momemt

2011-06-28T13:18:00.000-06:00

Life is short,
Shorter than a midget,
Shorter than the short end of the stick,
That it could end at any given moment.

That’s why we should live in the moment,
Live every minute of our lives,
As if it were our last,
Live in the moment,
As if it may be your last,
And you wouldn’t even know it,
Until it is too late.

Every life is an hourglass,
One grain of sand represents one minute of our lives,
How would you spend each grain of sand?

Live in the moment,
Live that grain of sand,
As if it were your last,
Do the impossible,
Death has no limit,
And it could happen out of nowhere.

Live in the moment,
Before the moment lives you,
And you regret it forever.

Never Give Up

2011-06-04T19:38:00.000-06:00

The world seems to fall on my shoulders,
Making me fall to my knees,
Making me feel weak.

A thunderstorm turns my world upside down,
Everything good in my life,
Seems to turn evil,
And try to destroy me,
On my never-ending journey of life.

Life…
I thought life would be easy,
So easy, that it could never get bad,
Never turn evil,
Never causing me nightmares,
Or making me scream in pain,
But it did get bad,
I didn’t know why,
But it did.

There were days,
When I felt alone and cold,
There were days,
When I felt like crying a river into my pillow,
Or scream in anger,
There were days,
When it was hard for me to smile,
Without busting out in painful cries,
Without feeling alone.

Alone...
Without a friend in the world,
Who would like me for who I am,
And not just someone to take advantage of me,
Then pretend that I don’t even exist.

Those days were hard for me,
But you know something?
I never gave up,
I kept fighting,
Like I was at war,
I gained strength from members of my family,
My real friends,
And God, Himself,
He helped me the most.

All of those people taught me,
That life is full of trials and obstacles,
But you can’t let that stop you from living your life,
You can’t give up,
When you are knocked down on your butt,
You have to get back up and dust the dirt off your shoulders,
God will help you through it all,
And the strength of your family and friends,
Will get you through just about anything!

They all helped me!

Unleash The Beast

2011-06-04T19:34:00.001-06:00

I’m mad,
Madder than a hatter,
Madder than a rabid dog that was let off the leash,
So mad that I wanna knock you out,
Out cold till you see stars and your vision is blurred,
You unleashed the beast within.

You ramble on,
Like you’re the new stuff,
Fresh out the box like a brand new video game,
But you’re not,
You’re a pain,
An annoyance,
A thorn in my side.

You act like you’re better than everyone else,
But you ain’t,
You’re nothing but noise,
That releases my fury,
Ounce by ounce,
That I didn’t even know existed,
You unleashed the beast.

The beast that hides in its cage,
The beast that was so tame,
So fluffy and lovable,
Now on a rampage,
It’s out of control,
Out of its mind,
Waiting to seek a victim,
Then destroy it,
And rip it apart with its sharp claws.

My beast is unstoppable,
And won’t slow down,
Until its victim is at rest,
It won’t be quiet,
It will only roar and scream,
In anger.

You unleashed it,
Now you’ll be sorry,
When I take you down and put you in a headlock,
And snap you in half like a professional wrestler.

Say something,
I dare you...
Go ahead and say it,
So my beast can come out,
And make you wish you didn’t spit those words...

Takeover

2011-06-04T19:33:00.000-06:00

This is a take over,
It’s the Mad Writer,
Taking over the entire world,
Continent by continent,
From North America to South America,
Europe to Asia,
Africa to Antarctica.

I will take over the world,
With my books on every shelf in every building,
In every bookstore,
In every library,
On every bestseller list,
On every billboard,
But I won’t take over the world by myself.

I will take over with all my fans,
My little lunatics,
All my friends and family,
And other writers who enjoy my work.

I will take over,
City by city,
Ocean by ocean,
My takeover only requires one insanely easy process.

Writing,
Writing every scrap of paper, I can get my hands on,
With all of the lead and ink that I can find,
And then typing it, letter by letter,
Writing until I can’t write no more,
Until my hands decide to break off my arms,
And run off into the world.

The takeover is coming, baby,
Are you with me?

Heartless

2011-06-04T19:31:00.000-06:00

When you speak,
Your voice sounds like growling from a hungry lion,
Like a million needles stabbing my entire body,
When you stare,
Your eyes are as cold as winter,
Freezing me at the spot where I’m watching you,
As if you’re heartless.

When you walk,
You saunter like an evil cat full of anger,
When you speak to others,
You’re more negative than the other side of a triple A battery.

You only spit evil words,
And act like Medusa,
Why are you heartless?

Heartless,
If you’re heartless,
Your soul is empty,
If you’re heartless,
You’re just a wandering spirit,
You’re not alive,
You’re dead as smashed bug,
You’re a dark cloud among us.

You’re heartless,
I can avoid you easily,
A person with no heart,
No love,
No care,
Just hate and despair,
A being,
Who floats in space among the people.

If Life Were A Video Game

2011-05-18T16:07:00.000-06:00

If life were a video game,
Like Super Mario Bros,
Like Kingdom Hearts,
Like Pac-Man,
Everything would look digital and virtual,
Like the numbers on my wristwatch.

If life were a video game,
We could do anything we wanted,
We could fly to the moon and back,
We could scale skyscrapers and buildings,
Throw giant crates against a wall and leave giant holes in it.

If life were a video game,
We could destroy our enemies,
Without going to jail for it,
We could come back to life after dying.

We could use different weapons,
To kill people with and get points for it,
We could use those points,
To buy accessories,
Then do it all over again.

If life were a video game,
Life would be better,
No one good could die,
Or get hurt mentally or physically,
We could do whatever our imaginations think of,
But life is better real than digital.

Everything is real,
Not holograms,
That the people we know and love,
Won’t fade with the blink of an eye,
Or the flip of a switch,
That everything we do in life,
Is as real as pinching yourself,
Than just in a television screen.

If life were a video game,
I would miss the real things in life,
That God created with His bare hands,
I would miss what He wants for His children.

Running

2011-04-29T16:43:00.000-06:00

I’m breathing heavily, almost out of breath,
My feet are moving at full speed,
I can feel my heart pound,
Pound so hard, that it wants to pound right out of my chest,
I can feel the blood rushing rapidly through my veins,
To my head and back.

I’m running,
Been running since the first time I could walk,
Been running so fast,
That no one can stop me,
No obstacle can slow me down.

I’m running until I reach the finish line,
When I become successful,
With a great family who will love me,
A family who I’ll have to support and love with all my heart,
Like my family does for me,
I’m running to live the good life.

I know that I’ll make it,
With God providing me with the strength,
To keep running till I can’t run anymore,
With my family and friends supporting me,
With every step I take.

I’ll keep running,
Until my feet fall off,
Until they scream for mercy,
Until they bleed so bad,
That they’ll be stained dark red,
Until the end of time,
I’ll never stop running,
For anything haters throw at me.

Let Your Hair Down

2011-04-29T08:58:00.000-06:00

You smile your pretty smile,
Your hair is tied and coiled like a jump rope,
I watch your hands untie your hair,
I watch it fall to your shoulders,
Black as ink from a pen.

You let your hair down,
You let it feel free,
Like a caged bird flying into the sunrise of a brand new day,
Free to blow in the wind wildly,
Free to shine in the light of the sun.

You let your hair down,
You let it breathe,
Like a fish in water,
You let your hair off the leash like a dog,
You let it soar like a hawk.

Girl, you let your hair down,
You unleashed the other side of you,
The side that hides in darkness,
The side that is isolated from the world,
The side that is tied down by metal chains and shackles,
The side that needs to see the light,
You let your hair down,
And I’m happy you did,
I’m happy you let the other side of you breakthrough.

Your Toes Will Break Off

2011-04-22T15:43:00.000-06:00

I see you standing outside the building on the school,
Wearing black high heels,
With your milk chocolate toes sticking out,
Like plants sprouting from the soil,
In -12-degree weather.

Snow is glued to the ground,
And it’s colder than a tub of ice cream,
In your grandmother’s basement.

It’s so cold,
That you could bang my hand against a telephone pole,
And it would break into a billion tiny pieces,
Like an icicle when it strikes the cold cement of the sidewalk.

So cold,
That your toes could break off your feet,
Roll off into the gutter of the sidewalk,
And sail off into the deep pits,
Of a storm sewer.

So cold,
That when your toes break off,
Someone would mistake them,
For tiny sausages,
And throw them on a black skillet,
And hear them pop and sizzle,
On the greasy surface.

So cold,
That when your toes break off,
They would look like frozen chocolate ice cubes,
That could be used for cocktails at fancy pants parties.

Girl,
Please cover up your toes,
I don’t want them to break off your smooth feet,
And mistake them for tiny, edible sausages,
That I could fry up,
With eggs, pancakes and bacon.

2012

2011-04-22T15:40:00.001-06:00

I see people worry to sweat and tears,
About 2012,
When the world will end,
And everything will blow up into a billion pieces.

2012,
It isn’t the end of the world as we know it,
It’s just another year to live life,
The world will still orbit,
The birds will still sing their beautiful songs,
The sun will still shine.

2012,
Is just another year,
Like 1864,
Like 1976,
Like 500 B.C.
Like 2000,
Another year to enjoy life,
Another year of newborn children of the future,
Future leaders,
Future presidents,
Future inventors,
To make our way of living more entertaining.

2012 isn’t the end,
Just a brand new beginning,
To a new chapter,
In the book of life.

Back With Avengence

2011-04-20T16:30:00.000-06:00

Sirens wail and scream,
Almost busting my eardrums,
I’m strapped to a Gurney and rolled into the back of an ambulance.

I’m frozen,
Frozen with fear touching every inch of my body,
Frozen with fear seeping into my skin,
Making my insides shiver nervously.

My world shatters,
Shatters like a glass vase striking the old wooden floor,
Shatters like a picture frame falling off the wall,
As I’m rushed to the ER.

Although I am awake and breathing,
It feels as if I’m drifting,
Drifting into a space of emptiness,
Until bright lights shine in my face,
As if they are guiding me along a trail,
As if I’m coming back,
Back to life,
Back with avengeance.

When I entered the ER,
Some thought I was gone out,
Like a busted light bulb,
But I came out,
And proved them all wrong,
I’m back with avengeance.

I have a few scratches and a few bruises,
But they remind me,
That anything people dish out at me,
I can take it with the support of God,
With the support of my family and friends.

I’m back with avengeance,
As if I was dead and reborn again,
I’m back with avengeance, baby,
And death quit knocking at my door.

I Ain't Irish

2011-04-20T16:29:00.000-06:00

Everyone is wearing green,
Green hats, green sunglasses,
Green shirts, green pants, green socks,
Even green hair,
When I enter the room,
Everyone stops and stares,
As if I’m an alien from a different galaxy.

They all try to pinch me,
Because I don’t have any green on my body,
Because I ain’t Irish,
Like most of them.

I ain’t Irish,
I don’t have any blood from Ireland,
I don’t come from kilts, bagpipes or haggis,
I was born an American,
The nation of the red, white and blue,
The land of the free,
I ain’t Irish.

I ain’t Irish,
Is what I’ll tell you when you try to pinch me,
When you ask why I’m not wearing green,
I love the color green,
It’s the color of money,
But I don’t want to wear it,
When everyone else is wearing it,
It makes me feel like a copycat,
Like I just go with what everyone else does,
Not using my own imagination.

I ain’t Irish,
I won’t wear green,
Unless my mad imagination tells me to,
I don’t think there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow,
I don’t believe in leprechauns,
Except the one on the Lucky Charms cereal box,
I ain’t Irish,
I am American.

Your Insults Sound Like...

2011-04-20T16:27:00.000-06:00

I am minding my own business,
Just being myself,
Then you walk up to me,
A smirk painted across your face,
Like paint on the wall.

You start saying insults,
Spilling names off your wet tongue,
I don’t really care what you say,
Your insults sound like meaningless fibs and gibberish,
Like you’re from a foreign land.

Your insults sound like noise,
That I can easily tune out,
Like pressing the mute button on my TV remote,
Your insults sound like playing a bad note on an instrument,
A note that is so annoying,
That you never want to play it again,
No matter what.

Your insults sound like a bad song,
That I never want to listen to again,
A song that I want to censor,
Like a screeching animal,
That I want to stuff something down it’s throat,
So it can never utter that screech again.

Your insults are just annoying voicemail messages,
That I can delete easily,
With just a click of a button,
So whether you keep insulting me or not,
I’ll censor it out of my mind.

Swagger Off The Charts

2011-04-20T10:29:00.000-06:00

I am not regular,
I am different from the average person,
My swagger is off the charts,
My swagger is so high,
That it reaches outer space,
Then comes back to Earth,

My swagger is so high,
That it goes on forever,
Longer than infinity,
That people call it xfinity,
Like Comcast.

My swagger is off the scale,
My confidence is insanely high,
That I never doubt my options and choices,
That I never second-guess about myself.

I stand upright,
With my back straight,
And stride across the room,
Not letting anyone’s judgments,
Break me apart,
Or tear me down the middle like paper.

I just brush them off my shoulders,
And keep moving on,
Because my swagger is off the charts,
So off, that they had to make another chart to replace the one,
I broke.

D.O.P. (Death Of Perfume)

2011-04-20T10:22:00.000-06:00

I see you looking hot like flames,

Until I smell your scent,

Your perfume,

It’s so strong,

That it kills my nose.

It’s death of your perfume,

Moment of silence.

You look so fine,

But that girl funk,

Will take me down,

Put me into a headlock and have me beg for mercy,

It will send me back to the Great Depression,

It’s toxic,

Vile,

Evil,

Cruel,

Torture.

It’s death of the perfume,

Moment of silence.

Girl, I want to hold you,

I want to hug you,

Squeeze you and never let you go,

But I can’t,

When you wear your strong perfume,

It kills my sense of smell,

Like water putting out fire,

Like soap washing away dirt.

I want to love you, baby,

Not have my nose melt,

To a pile of flesh on the floor,

Or lose my other senses.

It’s death of the perfume,

Moment of silence.

My Stomach Is Empty

2011-04-17T20:36:00.000-06:00

Help!
My stomach is empty,
I need food in it ASAP,
My stomach is as empty as a wadded up candy wrapper,
It’s as empty as a book with no words,
As empty as a heart with no blood,
As empty as a football stadium,
Without any football players.

My stomach as empty,
As a cookie jar without the cookies,
As empty as a classroom with no students,
Learning everything that has to be taught.

My stomach is so empty,
That it screams in anger,
It growls in pain,
Thirsting for food,
Waiting to be filled with cheeseburgers,
Meatball sandwiches, burritos, pizza,
Fries, chocolate cake, pineapple, and a bottle of root beer.

My stomach is so empty,
That I can hear it cry,
I can feel it gnaw at my guts and intestines,
If I don’t hurry up and get something to eat,
My organs are going to be eaten,
By my overly ravenous stomach.

Meatball Sandwiches

2011-04-03T21:01:00.000-06:00

I can smell you from a mile away,
Your sweet tomato sauce is filling my nostrils,
With satisfaction and pleasure.

When you are placed on my plate,
An ocean of saliva puddles the floor,
With fish jumping in and out of it,
I see a long line of steam,
Rising into the clean air like fireworks.

I grip you with a gentle touch,
And I bite you roughly,
Waiting for your beautiful flavors to play guitar,
On my taste buds and play a rock n roll melody,
As you slide down my throat,
And fall into my stomach acid.

It’s so good to eat you again,
It’s been too long since I last ate your yummy family,
Let’s make this moment last forever,
Meatball sandwiches,
Meatball sandwiches,
Promise that you’ll stay in my tummy for eternity,
Promise that you’ll never leave me again,
And I won’t have to wait months,
Before your cousins come in your place.