Moon Stone Lake Pt. 4

Eventually Isabella and Elizabeth climbed out of the lake
And wiped every area of their bodies dry
The laughter was mutual along with
The glow of happiness in each other’s eyes
Isabella and Elizabeth had just shared
The most intense experience of their lives
Every waking second was an adventure
And for adventure they desperately thrived
They then grasped each other’s hands
Took a stroll underneath the moonlight
In motion with the warm, summer breeze
Just fifteen minutes after midnight
As if there was no tomorrow
They held each others bodies tight
Kissing ever so gently
Throughout the entire night

Moon Stone Lake Pt. 3

As soon as they hit the water Elizabeth began to lean in
To kiss Isabella just before the foreplay was to begin
Pleasuring her mouth with the powers of her tongue
Exploring her taste buds and spicing up the fun
Thirty minutes Elizabeth's tongue went down south
Oh the wonders she could do with the magic of her mouth
Isabella moaned loudly with pleasure screaming her name
High pitched like a falsetto then falling low again like rain
Of which afterward the full scale love session began
Sinking them with satisfaction into pits of quicksand
Both were experienced lovers, so they could meet each other’s demands
They were made for each other excellence is where their relationship stands
Fifteen minutes later they exploded yelling “Fuck!”
While at the same time causing bubbles to erupt
Hugging each other tightly exhausted and out of breath
Their energy had been drained not a single ounce was left

Moon Stone Lake Pt. 2

Night time finally fell and Isabella was ready to see
Elizabeth's beautiful face on this very fine eve
For tonight she is the only thing that Isabella needs
Every moment is treasured as they let their hearts lead
They met up at the lake both eager to engage
Into a physical romance to unleash their rage
And take that next step towards turning the page
Letting their beasts break free from their cage
So Isabella and Elizabeth once again began to lock lips
Stripping cloth for cloth as to the ground their bodies hit
The sparks had been ignited and the fire had been lit
Wasting no time as into the act they moved quick
Before they got dirty they grasped each other’s hands
Pinching their noses as towards the water they both ran
Jumping into the lake screaming as loudly as he could
Laughing with joy and excitement just as they should

Moon Stone Lake Pt. 1

Later that night Elizabeth picked up the phone
Anxious to see if Isabella was even at home
Lucky enough Isabella managed to answer the call on time
The sweet sound of her voice sent chills down Elizabeth's spine
Elizabeth asked her if she would like to go for a swim in the lake
And how it would be very bold but quite a fun risk to take
Elizabeth said ‘Underneath the moon sweet love we will make.’
“We will take it to the next level just for each other’s sake.”
Isabella accepted looking forward to spending quality time
With Elizabeth for she was the only thing on her mind
Comfort in the arms of her lover was all she wanted to find
As long as they had each other everything would be fine
Elizabeth said “Great I was thinking we could do it tonight?”
“We can meet up at Moon Stone Lake if that’s alright.”
“Yeah sure that will be fine.” Isabella said
Wondering about the events that lied ahead

Fake People II

In life it is better
to give than to take
but what do you get
out of being fake
it makes no sense
to be something you're not
if that was the case
then I'd rather be shot
I'd rather just be
who I've always been
last time I checked the Bible
that wasn't a sin
if you like being fake
there is a place for you
in a store with mannequins
for the public to see the truth
you're only good for modeling
what people want to buy
honestly it's quite sad
if that were me I'd want to die
than live in a world
where being fake is accepted
watch out for this species
it’s easy to get infected
if you’re gonna talk the talk
then you got to walk the walk
otherwise you’re just as useless
as a sweaty gym sock
I abandon fakes
much like people avoid rocks
once a fake always a fake
how many shipments left in stock?

The High End Of Low

A beautiful, human creature
hungry to begin a new page
only for the words to be erased
installing in him fits of rage

As clueless as he is surprised
obvious depression he denies
steaming anger fills his eyes
for he has learned he's not as wise

As he might have once thought
subsequently left and right
he continuously fought
in an effort to make things right

But nothing ever works out
and the lights don't seem to shine
they cover him in darkness
for darkness his sorrow defines

This isn't familiar to him
how did he get here?
is there a map nearby?
within this strange atmosphere?

Nothing ever seems to make sense anymore
people play the game but who's keeping score?
things will never be as they were once before
the results more often than not are hard to ignore

Now this creature was undoubtedly lost
he was alone without a home
he was always on the move
to wherever his heart would roam

Often his heart would lead him
to the darkest places on Earth
and upon this encounter
soon a rebirth will emerge

This rebirth transforms any human
that inhales the enchanted smoke
into the most powerful creature
and untold magic they will evoke

So this creature sold his soul
to this master of tricks and deceit
blindly soaking up the riches
along with his death through defeat

Speak No More

There is a voice that lurks
Within the walls of my mind
Desperate to be set free but
An escape it can not find

So it dances around the corners
Of my lips with persuasion
Trying to force me to speak
As I conceal it in frustration

Withdrawing my words
Retracting every sentence
Annihilating every syllable
In hopes for repentance

For the countless cases of drama
That this voice alone has caused
Instead of pressing play
I’ll keep my finger on pause

To protect everyone
From verbal danger
Resulting from the depths
Of my impulsive anger

I don’t want to be trapped
Inside this bubble of guilt forever
I have a story to tell but
Suddenly silences sounds much better

No more pain
Equals no more tears
No more scars
Equals no more fears

Sacred Eyes In Sorrow

Dear sacred, young beauty
with the green eyes of ambition
I hear your tears singing in sorrow
wounds leaking with indecision

The aching pain keeps knocking
demanding entry to your heart
manipulating your every move
destroying and tearing you apart

As a friend I'm here to listen
serving as your shield of protection
delivering you from harm and hurt
towards newfound love and affection

Whenever you shall need comforting
I'll be the pillow to rest your head
when there's nowhere left to turn
Darling you can run to me instead

I will welcome you with open arms
it's okay no need to fear me
all I want is to be by your side
to paint this picture clearly

Don't you cry no more my dear
allow your precious eyes to see
that inside you lies a fire
waiting, burning to be set free

Never Too Late

Just because one memory fades
doesn't mean it's gone forever
tools lie at your disposal to
recreate and make them better
if certain moments hold high value
within special areas of your soul
never let them escape your grasp
make it your number one goal
if you are unable to capture
that enchanted state of mind
of which you were engulfed
a new partner you shall find
this creature will be mind blowing
unlike any you have ever seen
the ultimate grand prize
beauty queen of your dreams
once you conclude this quest
reaching your potential mate
always remember that
it's never too late to recreate

Subject Of Discussion

Haters want to make
big problems out of nothing
not realizing consequences
come with repercussions
I swear it makes me sick
you bitches are disgusting
bet you got a good debate 'cause
I'm the subject of discussion
You're making me famous
making me sound like I'm legendary
acting like you hate me
when you love me more than February
Valentine's day I see you
in the kissing booth
you can kiss my ass and in your mouth
I'll crap the truth
you just don't get it
I'm not the joking type
I treat you like a weapon
as a threat against my life
I don't need your pity
'cause I will be alright
and I got lots of love
what do I need with a wife?
you can utter useless lies
relieve your fits of frustration
it only fuels the fire
that is my inspiration
so ya slipping when you feed it to me
like when you masturbate
slow to the obvious homie
will you ever graduate?
eat grass with ya broke ass
what is your occupation?
I'm tired of arguing with you
man I need a vacation

Truth In Hi-Definition

On the right track back
in place with the runners
coming full speed
with the pace of thunder
rising above the struggle
fiercely hungry for new things
been caged for too long
the song of change is my theme
and so I run along
with my pride and my pleasure
my perseverance greater
than a man could ever measure
now I know from your perspective
I look light as a feather
but you bite me I'll bite back
and your ego I will sever
trying to make my life better
that's why I stray away from games
I don't have time to play
though I have quite a lot to gain
Am I moving too fast?
Is that too hard to comprehend?
grab the remote press rewind
stop then play it back again
see I believe that once said is good enough
You might act like it but ya ain't that tough

100% Genuine

Forget everybody else
I'm just trying to be me
refuse to think otherwise
'cause a fake I'll never be
when it comes to being real
I don't even have to say it
naturally I let it show
no need for me to spray it
pumped with excitement
armed with intelligence
test me if you want to
all hell will commence
I will give it straight to ya
won't leave ya hanging in suspense
because you fools are weak minded
the harsh, cold truth no offense
in my defense I will speak
against your jealousy and confusion
along with your hate and insecurities
purpose being vaguely an illusion
suicide would be easier
do it right now if you dare
an eye for an eye
pain for pain being shared
keep running your mouth
you will end up getting hurt
real talk blunt bitch
give a damn what ya heard

I.D. : Success Verified

Value is going up homie
better get ya pawn in
before it wears off
'cause victory is dawning
if the price is right
then go ahead and grab it
before somebody else
hops upon it like a rabbit
this object holds high value
you're lucky if they draw ya number
that's no excuse to slack off
keep on working forget the slumber
if you want to be a champion
ya got to earn the title
and if you plan to win
pure dedication is vital
let the map of your brain
be your weapon for survival
allow your faith and belief
to be equivalent to the bible
own this opportunity while
it pumps through your veins
before this stream of power
transforms into growing pains
'cause these pains leave stains
and these stains slip like grains
into the hole within your soul
conceived by the loss of control
you have to stand up for this
be a man take what's yours
verify your success
get your foot into the doors

Foggy Images

As I'm standing in the bathroom
gazing at the mirror
an image of a wounded man
so suddenly appears
this foggy mist keeps intruding
what I see is unclear
and what you can't see
is always what you fear
this reflection is getting lonely
I'm tired of staring at myself
all I seek is the strength to
overcome what has been dealt
I've tried many methods
but none of them have helped
because my body is numb
always ignoring how I felt
burying my emotions
deep into the darkness of a hole
never again shall they prosper
to keep them planted is the goal
preventing unknown threats
from starting to unfold
purely based on intuition
not from what I've been told
some may say that it is bold
some say that it's heroic
common sense is my answer
in helping me to avoid it
because the devil views my brain
as an object he can toy with
I'm not falling victim
setting up a decoy bitch
reminding myself that it's all about strategy
always direct no metaphors or analogies
shedding this image building on what I know how to be
altering the opinions of those that have ever doubted me
though the chances are probable
guarded by walls of prevention
which is why I never bother
due to their lack of attention
got to give them mad props though
that is quite a smart invention
will it work against an army
with manipulative intentions?

Pure Entertainment

Here I am again scribbling rhymes from a cave
minding my business trying not to misbehave
surrounding myself with notepads and pens
traveling distances to which I've never been
this is my fantasy meaning I control what happens
no errors, omissions or excuses for me to bask in
a full blown miracle with no punctures or gaps in
my mind's worry free as I'm kicking back relaxing
I'm the wizard of this kingdom, creator of this town
you can enter through the gates if you're spellbound
won't be there to navigate you find your own way around
keep in mind that you are a guest and I'm in charge now
All of a sudden this cave now seems quite surprisingly bright
'cause I drowned it with my dreams leaving it sparkly white
earning my wings of honor so that I can take flight
up and through the clouds floating round at midnight
I'm having way too much fun and I refuse to retreat
victory runs in my blood so you know I can't be beat
got the strength of an army so I'm hard to defeat
better listen close because I'm not going to repeat

Jynxed

Burned by graphic memories
Wounded by hateful energy
Scarred by a violent history
Jynxed I am forever

Suffocated by verbal threats
Choked by the hands of theft
Drowned in the mess that's left
Jynxed I am forever

Emotionally I am confused
Bleeding, broken bruised
Never have I felt so used
Jynxed I am forever

Take me away disguised in stealth
Mend my sorrows, restore my health
Genuinely I am thankful for your help
The jynx is gone forever

Extraordinary

I can not pretend
that I am uninspired
By the power of your words
rich with passion and desire
To continue holding on
the strength of your words I require
‘cause like the flame upon a torch
They set the edges of my soul on fire
The meaning behind each verse
Casts a spell deep into my mind
As if I’m searching for hidden treasure
Never know what I might find
I can see your work for what it truly is
My dear for I am far from blind
The talent that you display
Certifies you a poetic mastermind
You have been given a gift
A gift that’s unique, one of a kind
From your eyes tears have shed
From your heart sorrow has bled
The truth of your words ring in my head
I understood the complexity of what they said
Every verse that you craft is special so keep fighting
Forget what the critics say and just keep on writing

Let It Be

Tell me what’s the point of lying
When what I feel is real
Tell me what’s the use in hiding
What can not be concealed?
They say that time is your best friend
And that it soothes and heals everything
When all that time really does
Is crush and kill everything
Yet here I am still hanging on by a thread
Seconds from falling yet inside I’m already dead
Just hoping that you’ll catch me
Save me from the dangers below
Console my soul, making me happy
Allowing your breath of love to blow
But now the message is clear and very easy to see
So I will no longer continue fighting I will just let it be

The Smoke Will Clear

A rumor is a nasty thing
trouble's what they bring
sometimes they may sting
but the smoke will clear soon

Rumors create many problems
faster than you can solve them
and It's not easy to resolve them
but the smoke will clear soon

Rumors can make or break you
They can even invade and take you
Destroy your pride and rape you
but the smoke will clear soon

Ignore those rumors they're not true
Don't let them get the best of you
These people are just testing you
but the smoke will clear soon

Life Of A Poet

Lately I’ve been going ‘round in circles with my words
Complications arise as I dress my subjects with verbs
Inspiration has escaped me to create magic it won’t let me
It continues to hold me back and it’s beginning to upset me
I breathe, bleed and sweat ink love it with all my heart
But now my pen and paper are starting to grow apart
Within my art is where I find my strength and sanity
To steal it from me would be a crime to humanity
Sometimes it drives me to the point of using profanity
And I would use every word in a manner so candidly
Though profanity never equals resolutions
All profanity does is create endless confusion
Yet some poets seem to be under the idiotic illusion
That it makes them look cool what a dim witted delusion
All I want is to breathe the gift of life back into my words
For they are out of oxygen this curse must be reversed
I am in desperate need to rebirth
More strength and power into my words
Transform back into the poet that I am
Display the true talent in my work
My pen and paper have stuck by me
Through all that’s thick and thin
I guard them with my life
So much passion I hold within
Paradise and excitement
Is what my words bring me
It’s a feeling like no other
And it’s wonderful believe me
Lord I hope all these circles
Soon form into straight lines
So that I can enter back
Into my world of rhymes

Scares Me

My mind has gone blank creativity has been drained
These days it’s becoming even harder to maintain
Yet still I wear every single little scar and stain
But they serve no purpose and nothing has changed
My passion has been tossed out into the waves of the blistering cold
Turning my emotions into icicles freezing the corners of my soul
It scares me to know that I am nothing without my rhymes
My poetry is my life and my life my poetry defines
Poetry is my oxygen and I can’t live without it
Chances of me without it yeah I highly doubt it
Because it has healed my heart and has helped me through hard times
That’s why you can feel so much passion dripping from every line
I don’t want this gift to ever fade away
I will try my best to convince it to stay
Just the thought of it escaping
Scares the hell out of me
Kind of makes me feel like
My confidence has fell out of me
Though undoubtedly I’ll bounce back
My time is now you’ll see

Planet Hate

Prisoners always escape
To a fate worse than death
Growing weak along the way
And running out of breath
Innocent kids being raped
Crimes rates are rising
In each and every state
Young women being kidnapped
Young men getting killed
Young people being stabbed
Tell me what’s the deal?
Teen girls getting pregnant
Fathers abandoning their children
Planes crashing into towers
And knocking over buildings
Gangs banging ‘round every corner
Kids selling dope for illegal foreigners
Criminals robbing highly secured banks
Collapsing the economy Bush thanks
The innocent sit behind bars
While the guilty run free
We live in a hateful world
It’s very clear to see

7 years

Written By Glenn McCrary & Rue

It's been 7 years since my eyes have been sober,
no pain nor heartache to make them drown
I have become numb to every poisonous drop of the pain
along with the accompanying sounds.

It's been 7 years since my heart has been alone,
ripped apart from the comfort of yours
ever since then a river of guilt has flowed from it
and I was thrown completely off course

The stitches I used to hold it all together,
are bursting at their frayed seams
and blood is drowning my aching chest
the pain of losing you
is killing me slowly as it seems.

I can barely breathe but somehow I find a way
because to my lungs you are like carbon dioxide
I have gone on a quest in search of better days
but sometimes I feel like I've died and been revived.

My heart beats gotten weaker and weaker
although my spirit to recover will never die
for every heart break can only make me stronger
and when I'm stronger i can only survive.

Because in this world survival is must
but yet again so is loyalty and trust
yet sometimes trust can make us all into slaves
that's why most secrets are better to take the grave.

So in my hand I'll carry my heart
And where my heart goes I'll treasure our promises
And I'll run till I'm hidden and alone in safety
and I'll live happily when I'm away from vicious predators.

Seethrough

Take a good, long look at me
and tell me what you see
pretend that I'm an open book
pick me up and just read
do the words even measure up
to the man that you think I am?
you can bitch and moan all you want
life goes on I don't give a damn
I do not live for anyone
on this planet except Glenn
you might be tempted to ask
who, what, how, where and when
if the right to be who I am
is now counted against me as sin
then good I am glad
because this battle you won't win
Glenn is this, Glenn is that
say whatever's on your mind
If you believe what they say
then you're stupid, gullible and blind
You see I just ain't got the time
to stand here and exchange words
You're an adult but act like a kid
hmmm I guess the truth hurts
I hope that one day soon
you'll end up in the ICU
I'll be flipping you off
while shouting 'I see you!'
all the hate that is within you
Yeah I can see that too
You're way too easy to read
I can see right through

Release

It's nearly 4 am and still I lie awake in my bed
Because I can't seem to get you out of my head
Reminiscing over love that's been long since dead
Refusing to believe that all tears were lies being shed
I know what's real and what I felt was the definition
Don't mean to engage in this unnecessary repetition
But I feel like you don't hear me as if it is all just fiction
My purpose is for you to feel it and that's my only mission
'Cause I love you more than you could possibly ever know
In the bitter coldness of the dark you made my heart glow
And still I feel that same feeling as I'm constructing this flow
This wind of inspiration I won't stand by and just let it blow
Quickly past my shoulder in the simple blink of an eye
That's like losing you and if I ever lost you I would cry
You made me feel like I was strong and indestructible
I thought it'd last forever never thought it'd be deductible
Not trying to be weird but I won't keep my emotions bottled
It's time to rev up the engine blow them all out full throttle
Tell me is it my fate? Am I the one who has been chosen?
My heart feels likes it been blown up by TNT beyond broken
Forgive my anger and hostility I'm finished for I've now spoken

Bulletproof

Written By Glenn McCrary & Matia Theodosakis

I am unphased by the snobbish remarks
That escape from these strangers mouths
Not a single syllable ignites a spark
The ignorance I’m able to live without
Their words fly like bullets in motion
With such a speed I can not list
But when these bullets reach me
Their power ceases to exist

For these bullets have little meaning
No pain leaves no scars
They can not reach me
For I have landed on Mars
Still I continue living life
Such sentences make no sense
For I am bulletproof
This shield is my defense

My father is painting his walls, now that it’s late.
And there’s white on his arms as he reaches
And covers the stains of his wife’s old paint
With his broken phone and crooked chair -
The fences he built high and white like stems.
Once he walked too far out, and stumbled
On a new nest of quail. He watched them,
He watched them long while, and wept.

My son is living with the girl he recently met.
He’s got his elbows dipped in blue ink
And burns the thin letters with cigarettes
And that lovely ash settles on his lips.
He says to the girl “It matters little, it matters not.”
And goes on smoking by the yellow couch.
As the young boys on bikes pass by and talk
Words thrown quick and forgotten on the dirt.

Fine

Nightmares turn to dreams
awakening me with screams
nothing is as it seems
but I'll be fine

I've been bruised and broken
with many words left unspoken
oceanic regrets I've been soaked in
but I'll be fine

Imprisoned in webs of misfortune
dividing my soul up into portions
threatened by levels of extortion
but I'll be fine

Hellos become goodbyes
laughs turn into cries
and I've come to realize
that I'm far from fine

Not Right

Never there when you’re in need
Always watching as you bleed
Suffocating as I breathe
Its just not right

I’ve left you all alone
Without a path to guide you home
Turning my heart to stone
Its just not right

Tears in your eyes sing
Rivers of pain that sting
Shields I’ve failed to bring
Its just not right

Teach me how to heal
Tell me it’s not real
Understand how I feel
How can I make it right?

Infinity Vs. Fate

Fate is but a mystery
Perceived by most as a chosen path
Others believe it to be outrageous
So they just point fingers and laugh
They don’t believe in a higher power
No sort of authority figures do they trust
They're simply living their own lives
Leaving those before them to collect dust
Infinity what is infinity?
Is it what we’re seeking for?
Is it the biggest waste of our lives?
Is it worth competing for?
forever is a long time
a risky commitment to make
be sure it’s what you want
before confirming your fate
Infinity and fate
The meanings aren’t easily construed
Yes they may sound similar
But there are differences between the two
Fate is the outcome predetermined by your actions
Infinity is the sentence you’ll be serving no subtractions
Infinity and fate
Such a dangerous combination
If not careful it can lead
To a life of abomination

Loser

No friends by his side
no money to survive
no meaning to his life
another waste of space

He possesses little compassion
he doesn't bother taking action
he holds no value or attraction
another waste of space

He lives beneath a hole
he has no morals or goals
he plays no important role
just another waste of space

He serves a pointless existence
the feeling is just so persistent
and it's annoyingly consistent
this space can be replaced

Painkiller

Whenever there's an aching pain
whenever there is too much rain
when things don't feel the same
you make it fade away

When I've become obsolete
when I have fallen in defeat
whenever I'm feeling weak
you make it fade away

whenever life leaves me in bruises
when I have no source to prove it
when I am mad and I just lose it
you make it fade away

When misery starts taking over
and there's no more four leaf clovers
as this world keeps getting colder
don't you ever fade away

Target Practice

What am I to you?
a wall at which you can throw weapons
well I won't take any more bullets
so you can get to steppin'
whenever you would screw up
I would always take the fall
I laid my life on the line
for you I busted my balls
I've done a lot of shit for you
and what do I get in return?
my skin is covered in flesh wounds
I've fallen victim to a nasty burn
you try to teach people
but they never fucking learn
talking sense into people
it never seems to work
my patience runs very thin putting me
on the verge of going berserk
so tell me what am I good for?
shooting bullets or throwing knives
pushing arrows through my chest
or pouring acid in my eyes
I guess I'm just a pile of shit
sitting around collecting flies
your cocky attitude and negligence
I so passionately despise
but apparently you're unconcerned
you don't even give a damn all you do
is feed off of decomposing objects like worms
when in the midst of your presence
no one can ever see the light
'cause you don't have electricity
you drown people in darkness every night
so I guess to you I'm just target practice

Paranormal

I'm not a mannequin I can feel
the emotional messages that you send
piercing me with great intensity
this should be counted as sin
you can't see me I'm invisible to the human eye
feel my paranormal presence within the fear you can't deny
you keep building this tower thinking you're invincible
I've lost all power which is incredibly mystical
therefore I've set out to destroy your perfect world
spinning you around in circles intentionally to make you hurl
unlike most pearls you'll never see the light of day
like a thief in the night you stole my heart now I have to make you pay
no it's not a jealousy thing I'd never stoop that low
feel me floating over your shoulder as I run chills up your spine ho
don't test the abilities of the supernatural
we'll leave you crying bloody murder
chopping you up like pieces of meat
adding new flavor to burgers
we'll climb inside your body
and take over your soul
then we'll leave you to die
allowing your corpse to rot and collect mold