BEZZ's blog: "RIOT"

Have You Ever Been through those days Were your blood runs cold And you hate with passion But it becomes more than a phase Three sixty five Evil blurs your lenses Takes over your life But you dont give a fuck You dont want to see with your own eyes Have You Ever Been judged unfairly And just let these wolves judge at will Because silence is golden Little do they know That Silver can kill Fuck everything they say Let them spit lies from thier lips Because you know whats real Your not blind to the facts Soon the blood of truth will be spilled Have You Ever? Have You Ever?

This crooked world Dark alley ways Filled with dirty girls Whores who consume thier souls No solar solace This world is cold So feel the chills Strive to make it The struggle is hectic The struggle is real Everyone wants thier piece of the pie And thier willing to kill Its so obscene sometimes Sometimes it surreal We dance with the devil Against our own will An embracive tengo of terror Scream, scream for help No one will hear We're deaf to the sound of destruction Blind to see the blood we spill There is no revolution Its kill or be killed.

Seduction of the mind Lost some time was the essence of time Under a trance of a twisted tounge Twisted thoughts The perfect stranger at first glance But look what one word brought One word Turned introduction to fate Fate turned to fallatio Two bodies now in a passionate embrace My fingers run down the side of her face Lips finely locked I almost thought I could never wait Heavy breathing A moment so surreal For one second im shocked My heart stops beating Then she comes down on me As I completely exhale Trapped in lust Something I can feel Complete delight A naked exposure to thrill Her nails penetrate my flesh Lascivious sex A growing erection I go deeper at will Carnal pleasures as I penetrate Until every sense of our body is fulfilled Euphoric climax As we both exhale And as I now lay back I cant help but think All it takes is a little game And a little game Goes a long long way. ~yours truly~ salvador bishop

It all started with a man Addicted to thrills High, fast paced He couldnt say no He didnt know his own will He couldnt shake the evil Addicted to lies He Looked Them In The Face Eyes dialated Not understanding his own words But he said he was fine I used to see him sometimes Wondering my streets Adrenaline pumping so vibrantly I could hear his hearbeat Chills ran through my body I wanted so Badly for him to stop Knowing one day Maybe just one day That his habit could be dropped I had faith Knew that he can Tragically turned out though It all started with a man Addicted to thrills High, fast paced Until the day he was killed.

Candles flicker in the growing cold, Streets are barren, growing old. An eerie chime sounds from a bell, All alone, where the shadows swell. The brilliant moon sits in the sky, As luminescent clouds float by. Wind blew in as darkness fell, All alone, where the shadows swell. Changing colors fall to the ground, Silence is the only sound. Specters break loose from their hell, All alone, where the shadows swell. Along the path, creeping, crawling, Unseen, silent, and slowly falling. All alone, there I dwell, All alone, where the shadows swell. ~yours truly~ salvador bishop

Everything she said was a lie How can I have been so blind Mesmerized by her eyes A decietful smile And sexy thighs My heart trembled At the very thought of her She didnt have to say anything And I fell in LOVE With every word I held so tight I never wanted to let go Not knowing she had slipped my grip Far too long ago It hurt so bad Yet it felt so good I was rich with love And she stole my heart Like Robin Hood A girl with style She was sexy, with class I suppose my fault Was falling for her too fast But im no longer upside down For i've found my feet They're pressed firm Stuck to concrete And I now ask myself why, I went through this Why did I implore For one last touch One last passionate kiss But now nothing is there at all Nothing But this. ~YOURS TRULY~ SALVADOR BISHOP

A disease runs through thier body. So powerful, potent, everlasting to thier needs Many haven't been cured even over the years Frowned upon by peers while holding discretion over shedded tears. The infected ask why examine thier faults So much scrutiny. I tell them im not blind to the facts There isn't no fooling me. For I know the disease oh so well My mother is the tainted one The story goes to be Infected, overcome, burried Just to be ressurected Im truly the broken son. I have to go throught this struggle I accept it, for it will make me a stronger man Hit the scolding hot pavement of life Just to get up again. No emotions shown, though it kills me inside I have a front row seat To the ceremony of the devil and his bride.

Somewhere between black night and blue consciousness of dawn (that shadowed gray gloaming) there is movement so tenuous and transparently green a slight murky slick you will not see it shift (or hear its stray moaning) you will only feel the desolate essence of your harrowed soul.

Timeless What’s happen to me, can this really be true? I’m in the arms of another when I really love you. Everything’s happening much to fast as I’m trying to come down from memories past. My minds gone, with love's needle in my arm, I know I’m hell bound. I’m only nineteen and I’m really in love. And all of this happened because push came to shove. Where are you babe in my time of need? I’m in a man-made hell and I need to be freed. I can see you now with a smile on your face. That same look you had on our first embrace. I see your face and my eye’s fill with tears. I missed the funeral; it’s been two long years.