dear mama.

from day 1 you were always there for me
i scream mom and you always scare the monsters for me

growing up you showed my love, it was all i knew
i know you still love me mom even though ive become brand new

raised me to think for myself, do for myself
yeah i hate leason but i also dont want you to be by yourself

my mind is great and my thoughts are in the right place
i want success momma dont think id slow my pace

im arrogant and hard headed, i wouldnt be any other way
i love you mom and i know what i do is hard to take

its my life though mom i just gotta live
growin more and more everyday, my mind is big

im smart i know what im doing
i just wish all the disputes and sadness wasnt ensuing

im gonna make it mom, dont worry youll see
im on a mission, failure is out of the question for me

i love you mom and i wish you could understand
im growing up, let me go, i have to become a man

phone ramble.

Im on another level. In my spaceship far past the clouds. So high i feel like i should be seeings the heavens. But ofcourse i dont. Theres no heaven for me. No paradise or glimpse of perfection with me. Im average never great but never bad. Its annoying and redundant and dumb. Rambling like a mad man i know i am. But im just tryin to come up as a writer like nathan spalding. Want to write and publish a book. I want my name to be famous and respected. I want my poems taught in class like poe or chaucer. My dreams are endless so i keep tryin steady. Never work to hard tho, nothing tomorrow is promised today. Just like kanye said. The writings of the mind are insane. On the brink of sanity and it becomes a choice. Therefore the mind of he remains insane. The insomiacs and the ones who fear the night feel my pain. Never sleep for sleep is the cousin of death. Atleast thats what jeezy said. The poem of the modern day confused byracial black kid in america.

Bloggggg from my phoneeeee

fake story.

2 am
im sitting in my car, releasing the tension.
escaping the world and the trials of life
all of a sudden the car is surrounded.
from inside the tinted windows i see a persons figure at every window.
in an instant all the windows are smashed
i tuck and cover my face in fear of the glass
i drop my scrungion and just begin swinging
in fear for my life
the battle was lost and the men jumped me and took me with them in their truck

i wake up groggy
i dont know where i am or how i got here
my shirt is covered with blood and i have an insane headache
my lips feel fat and i can only see out of one eye.
im in a small room with a little cot.
the door of the room is briskly flung open and a man comes in

he tells me that my father has somthing of his and he needs it back
he said the consequenses of him not getting what he needs of my dads will be catastrophic.
he said that my love, my girlfriend, the only girl in this world that knows me best
will be the first to die.

(he is after a golden chain that my dad wore and bestowed upon me when i reached the age of 17
his dad gave it to him at that age so it was only right that he gave it to me
i keep it on a wire shelf in my room.)

i replied back to the man and told him the only person i can call and can trust to retrieve the golden chain is my girlfriend and i need a phone to reach her

the man replied saying it was good that i needed to get ahold of her, because he needed to do the same thing inorder to place me in a position of desparity so he can get what he wants

i recieve his phone and call her
she doesnt answer.
i call again
the same result.

the man grows angrier and angrier and begins to smack me around in his frustration.
i ask to let me call one final time.
i call and she answers
i quickly explain the situation to her and she says that she too knows where i keep the chain
the chain means the world to me, it contains the power and pride of all of our family
i am the last man with the last name bridges therefore the chain was supposed to remain in my possesion.

but this guy that has taken me is from a rival family and wants to steal it.
so i explain to her how to take it from the shelf and how to bring it to where i am.

we wait and wait and wait
4 hours later she arrives
the chain is handed away and i am freed

upon walking out of this huge house out in the middle of no where
a pack of dogs is sicked after us and guns are shot off to arraise havoc in the dogs i thought
but the shot were really at me, and the blood running down my chest scared me to death.

i woke up in the hospital
my girl the one i love the only one there by my side

i lost my family chain
my prized possesion
but i still have her
and the love of a good woman can take a man much farther than any possesion.

my baby

i find myself in a state of confusion

i love her but why do i feel so distant

i want to close in on her, feelings remain consistant

i want too shower her with my love, show her the true feelings of the heart

no matter how bad i want to reveal the truth, but the truth is i dont know where to start

i can put it into words, a poem or just something cute

but in the actions of my ways, my love seems so acute

i sacrafice my life, i have changed so much because her

my whole life has changed, all caused by my love for her

no more chasing girls and playing games the time to grow up has come

but when she pleas to see the actions of my feelings, what she recieves is none

the tree of problems stems out and remains deep rooted under the ground

hidden behind the pride, so strong but can never make a sound

i love her. but does she really understand?

i love her and all i can do is the best i can

to show her the truth and for me to be the man

for me and my love needs to unite and make a stand

shes the light of my life, the reason i smile

i could never be with out her, not even for a little while

shes the beauty of my life, the spirit i thrive on

only person i trust, only girl ill lend my ear on

i listen to her when i listen to no one else

but i have to show her shes my world, or else.

love.

somethin for class

Adam Thomas is just a regular guy.
Kid cudi was his favorite rapper.
Candy is what he sold, to support his rich life style
Jet plane is how he arrived in Cleveland.
Paying money was no object, for he had plenty.
Fun was on the way, out of the plane, on the way to the show.
Man the crowd live, this is the crowd that goes the hardest.
Wowie, i smoke Maui Wowie, the cudi song plays on
On my way home, the show was fun, had the time of my life, now its all done.

on the dark side of the moon

the dark side of the moon

i often takes rides in my spaceship
to a place on the dark side of the moon

its a place of escape,
a safe haven for the young and the restless

the restless because we dont sleep
we live with the fear of sleep
for the night terrors seem to never cease

the stress and the pressure
choose! decide! what are you going to do?

hop in my spaceship is what i tell em,
and on my way i go to the dark side of the moon

its my place my home.
at one time it was my escape,
but it has risen to another level

i find myself there everyday
escaping the pressure and the bull shit
on the dark side of the moon

i am different than you
an alien so to speak

up on the dark side of the moon is my place
there, it doesnt matter the color of your skin
or the amount of money in your pocket

where youve been, what youve done
it doesnt matter
on the dark side of the moon.

but one day i will stop
stop making the trip to the dark side of the moon

but as long as the pain remains
the loneliness remains
and the night terrors remain
so i remain

on the dark side of the moon.