The tip is welded sharply but the mind is much sharper mental scribbles are illustrated with the ink of a marker let's make it bolder let's make it much darker don't tell the doctor

but I think I'm sick, drenched flashbacks are flushed down in my minds sink I think clicks like clocks tick, my gears are offset so I change my axis

I'm in an out like a fine stitch when I write my eyes twitch then blur out my language, I speak words of the damaged

time is a motion picture that I am watching if I stick then I'm it like the clown so come around before your fears drop to the ground

we play with pop rocks to the sounds of the then, not the now

Never pretend to be a part of the crowd I'm a part of the wow
that **** is shocking
I'm up like an umbrella and Ms. Poppins.

speaking babble like in Islamic
leaking metal calls me bionic
I rather live in a cardboard box than in an office honest I'm twisted but more on it then off it

where have the lights gone? it's about to get cold quick, let me drop this ice bomb
my mind runs longer than Olympic marathons
I'm  a flawed paragon
they ask me if am high
I say no it must be the cloud I'm on

That's right no wings needed
I'm an open flesh wound so this flow keeps bleeding
I will beat these words down till they scream mistreated
These words are missiles that **** for no reason
Now watch me aim into the air and shoot into your region.

If the sky was the ocean I would dive into the horizon, only to be known as an underwater pilot

See this is how I think of it this is how it rises, it bubbles to the top only to crumble in the climate

I'm a rebel in this human race, you're a pebble to a Titan.

My flow stays negative zero, see on the periodic table I'm element hero.

My element of surprise is like the federal bureaus, I always keep it sweet not short like churros

My thoughts are very crunchy like Pickles or pretzels
I shoot from my booth like two scud missiles, when I'm in class I just call dismissal

I never go for the gold only for the diamonds
I shine like the crooked eyes of the dead pirates

I might just adjust to the norm only to fight the righteous...this is a real flight I get hype off my own excitement..hype man hype it.

I feel old school reebok jumpsuit and some white kicks...every time I think of words I think priceless

My stylish words are furious..see they will get you high off their dopeness..don't sleep just enter psychosis..it's a new stage of awake, it keeps you focused...let's laugh...I'm joking...instead of reading this you should be choking

Fight and struggle, thoughts of milling.
What kind of points will you be killing?

The points that are the sharpest
I will not let you transform this mind into something that is softer!
There's no end game, you lack in confidence, just make another offer

Offers, games, how plastic and lavish?
Your thoughts are simple, hopeful, and savage.

Leave me with my madness
I rather be this, instead of average
Your just mad because I'm a maverick
A stand alone rock
Your side of the brain will never handle my thoughts

Ok Garfunkel, you island
How brave a stone is on your beach,
but my words don't need to be a preach I strangle your mind with time, sand An hourglass will show your faults

Think about what you say before you begin to talk
Strangling me will only put this place at a halt!
You and I coexist, let's unify in this struggle
We can continue fighting, but it will all end in rubble,destruction & burning debris
Can we agree to disagree in these words that we speak
Can we foresee a brighter future
That is within reach
If not our habitat will forever be meek
Silence in violence, a place where two have suffered defeat

Two have defeat?
Can't you see, you are the one to change
Long term thought, intelligent meet
Can't you see, you have become strange
It is proof that I am victorious, your ignorance
It's crazy how you have shown my brilliance

I don't give a **** about shining, staying fresh to death nor reclining

I Just stay rhyming, grinding,finding my inner beast within rooms of my brains asylum

Silence often brings peace, hope this piece can cover my eyelids, then take me to a place where my patience won't turn to violence.

Goodness gracious, these ******* Pirates,Two-Time Bosses stay sliding these hours straight from my time slip.

I hope their ******* time slips, I hope their hours turn to days and when their day's end! their hair will turn gray, I say **** minimum wage, I'll spray lyrical waves upon a crowd before I bath in another hourly trade.

These hours just seem to shave, Potential and pure persistent, a minute is but a grain I'm a slave to its pure existence.

It's funny how we perceive time as these simple digits, that's, past, present, and future now watch as my presents given.

This is not for the Internet
Nor for the people with small minds & intellect

I'm gonna **** this ****
Make you feel like you hearing it

Reversing the hearse awaking spirits
Flash backs of my past life
death & life in the same vision

I am well spoken, I don't have limits

Intellectuals gather round

Abusive my words,
I use them to forge a sound
Spiritually I am bound
Lyrically I embrace
I'm an outer being
sending beckons from outer space
I cascade vivid arrays

I stay a stray
no need for distractions, for actions are soon to decay, we will all fade away
If time is of your concern your mental is in the fray

Monumental are my credentials
Magnified by 1 millions typed characters
Nouns, similes, Metaphorical Caricatures

all illustrated with my thoughts so that my imagination burns

verbal fortification
this is physical & mental
ABC Fornication
i penetrate with pen & pencil

ink splashed all the way back to the past
where i pick up the pieces & write my inner thesis alas!!

Student mighty morphed to teacher in class

Letters shaped the size of titans
they clash

I'm on a different level
mediocrity passed

Weegie board turned to Beat Machine
I distorted the devils laugh

I can finally say, THIS IS MINE, i have this ****!!!

Verbal Aerial pathogens...infected cross this digital earth
cross blogs, external links an other virtual passages

Execution, is an illusion if you don't know how to handle it
I've slanted words like Asian eyes which are well applied
like store discounts or letters of acronyms

Acrobatic an Systematic Literature formed out of pure passion is
quite a feat, like defeating an
enemy or your top nemesis

Extra curricular activities
divide minds mentally

I blaze cross alliterations
An dash cross similes
Actions are of an activist
Profitable productivity

I've reached a pinnacle
Riddles do damage
like swinging outer extremities

word play causes earth quakes & shatters ribs
of my enemies

Potent Poetic Vertices's Vanquish
Villains Vicinities

Humanitarian Hustler
puncturing profitability
narcissus necromancer negotiating
aeronautical abilities

methodical mysteries
motivate yet are menacing

lateral lyricist lunging letters linguistically

dedicated design distorted with no dependencies

propelling phonics plummeting
phrases physically

catapulted curriculum,
concussions caused critically

infatuated infections infuse
with my inks incredibly

Enough words to make structures
Nouns create sound stability

Mr. Poet Freak Forever and on to
Ink-finity

The Return of The Poet Freak

I've come back
this time with a yarn full

Let's end stupidity here and get ride of the barn fools

I sense the humidity here is that of a bar stool, intoxication is common, don't drink with the wrong tools

I've come with sharp words that crash like death from above

Yet create a flow equivalent to the flight of a dove

My might is of night an it's lust
my words are of fights in the dust

**** with me, and at night I will come
To terrorize then surprise with a rush

They say I have no access

All I need is your first name,
email or IP address

Your location can be found
habits can be studied

Once preparation is complete,
I will attack with no sound

unbounded pursuit, my well grounded efficiency is
complemented by proof

Gaze at my past history
words silently slaughtered in victory
My code of honor is made of dignity

My coat of armor is coated with words of potency

No witnesses needed, you can be apart of this 1st degree

******, I hope you scream ****** ******, Whenever you decide to breath

I've written to many ******* poems
I hope that you can see

These words are nothing but text reflected upon a screen..

These words are nothing but a message relayed upon a stream

Of constantly moving data that's scattered for all to see

My mental anomalies injected into the net via tech that is obsolete

Visual vacancies filled with verbal alliterations, attractively sound good
To current generation

Generation Text, Hexa-Decimal

Generation ******* #SuckMy Testicles

Generation I've learned code in middle school

but thats nothing it's just minuscule

I could spit a rhyme colder
then any individual

The eruption of my vocabularies volcano is visible

My concussions due to rhyming words over percussion are critical

These are my final words in the land that is digital

The poet freak is back, this time with words that are more cynical

Personal items trigger emotions & motions fissured

By past passions delivered

Those actions were a source of satisfaction untouched

By any person around,to create was a feeling that was buried beneath the ground.

But now I feel it will surface, the past was just a canvas

the future will paint my purpose

The timing couldn't be more perfect

My confidence is at its prime

no more hiding behind the curtains

I feel like I do deserve it

whatever the future the holds

Whether its a grain of sand or a plunder of gold

I will make use of the new

then reuse the knowledge of the old

To then infuse my minds muse into a present that is bold

relevant none the less, I express every increment of my journeys continuance

let these words be adamant and evidence of my monument

letters stand strong then create a sense of accomplishment

I write to stay away from the past pit that was bottomless

this was where I often sat

this is where I want to sit

no this is where I want to stand

Never forced nor by command

all is done by eager hand.