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Week II: Mr. J vs YDK[CLOSED]
Season 8 Verses are due FRIDAY at 11:59 Voting ends SUNDAY at 11:59 Verses may not exceed 48 lines or 650 words Voting on 3 battles is required. Topic: http://www.netcees.org/showthread.php?t=126253 @Mr. J vs @Incredible Goodluck! Last edited by Inno; 12-12-2017 at 07:48 PM. |
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12-10-2017, 12:39 AM | #3 |
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I took a step into the ocean that I now soak in.
the silence was broken by waves on my own skin. I stare on, awoken by the sounds of my focus... tomorrow extended out into the open where hope is. or was I roped in? paranoia circles like an opponent. waiting to grapple me down until I dont know shit.. is this reality now? does it matter if I never noticed? sometimes its weird knowing what is a known risk. but its better being the only one to know what the joke is. its better than leaving it in the open with its context. does it cause stress or make one want to compete in the contest. its a weird concept, but some people really want this. so now its a process that begs to be glorified on script. calculated data that matches the outcome of all this. God wrote down the great jobs & marked it with a gold star. you have come so far that this has become a whole job. you no longer coast on the recovery, just the high of post op. the world goes on, the phone echoes at least once or twice they dont ask how you are though, they just want advice... like...would you like to purchase our new line of vacation. or some shit like that...thats when I stopped listening to the radio station...
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I had to write this shit down or i woulda never said it aloud,
Cuz I've always wanted to be a daddy and said I was proud. But there were times before you that I wasn't so sure of it, Times I considered dying, had depression and didn't get cured of it. I was cuttin my wrist back before people ever heard of it They thought it absurd I hated life when I've only been hurt from it. I've been told I was weak, too sensitive but wouldn't speak So I'd go weeks without crying till I just did it in my sleep. The pity people showed me did nothing but make me feel like a child, Cuz I didn't want em to feel sorry for me I just wanted to smile. I thought that a son or daughter would give my life meaning, Not realizing that I should never have needed a reason. I was terrified when I found out that your mother was pregnant, Cuz I was partying every night while my dreams became stagnant. I wasn't ready for a baby, shit we weren't even dating I just knew that if she kept you, my goals would stay waiting. It's selfish and I knew it but I just couldn't admit it I nearly let her keep drinking hoping we could forget it. But that ain't what I did, I poured every drop down the drain Let her cuss me out for hours an took some shots to the brain. She held it against me then and probably still does Cuz we weren't together but we were happy...maybe a baby had killed US. By the time I heard your heartbeat I just knew it was real, I was numb, I was crying, but I didn't know what to feel. Should I be happy or nervous? The shit made me panic, So I snorted as many pills as I could find, turnin back to an addict. A month or so passed when I got to see you on the computer, They said I was having a daughter...and I just wanted to view her. Maybe it was the pills and maybe it was reality But those tears came down faster as if they had never came outta me! I was fuckin relieved! I was ecstatic to see you Through an ultrasound picture...i just wanted to meet you. I cleaned up my act working over time daily I had a new life goal an wasn't letting shit fail me. Don't get it twisted we were barely gettin by But my money went to bills instead of gettin me high. I used the only 200 dollars my mom left me when she died So I could get an apartment so that we could survive. We moved in with nothing but the clothes on our backs Took handouts from strangers and slept on the floor to relax. After months of slowly building we were ready for you, And on September 7th you finally came into view. I held you in my arms as my grandmother embraced me Crying and shaking I was happy cuz this baby had changed me. I've felt guilty ever since the day you were born kid... Cuz I love you with my soul...but you were nearly aborted. |
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