@JILLZWORTH

follower of the third eye... dwell in composed shadows of thought... 7T8flows were spit and I came forth... 126 reasons were hand delivered, therefore I am... Quiet and peep the game! Shhh... do you hear that? be still. Can you feel that? What I have to say I can't express in mere words... the vibe will do it for me. energy is so powerful it pulls me backwards inside myself to when I was conceived... when I was just power. power alone. then power was born. now-born power must rule. Open up and allow me to feed you my soul. devour it, love it and feel my creative control. Let me illuminate all thoughts through my eyes... eyes so bright the stars blink in shame. Let me introduce myself... I'm "KnowWon." What I contain yet has no name. Anonymous expressions are exposed when I sweat. I sweat life, I bleed passion and I cry regret. I'll wrap you up in the night so darkness seduces your mind. I'll caress your spirit with light... time is released when two elements intertwine. Look up, inhale and absorb all my glory... The sun is really my daughter disguised full of hate... that's why she burns everyday hotter. using the sky as her background, her canvas, her throne. Clouds are my signature... I signed and delivered. Perish all thoughts of defeat, my words alone cannot be conquered. Feed off of my hope for one minute and never again will you hunger. Just one sip of my desire and your thirst will forever be quenched. When I whistle you hear the wind blow. Hear my songs and remember - power was born, power remains and power resurrects 6 days into December. Shhh... do you hear that? Never will you be able to. close both eyes and use the third to guide you. I am all that's in existence. I'm the courage built inside of you. If I stop smiling we all die, for my laughter is the rhythm that you follow. I fell in love with yesterday, made love to today and gave birth to tomorrow. Abstract intentions were never meant, this is the vision that came to on it's own. Be still... can you feel that? Power was here so knowledge was born...

Dark rooms are quiet, walk in and give it meaning. I wait for you, come to me, talk to me, make love to me. I fiend to feel your presence, your essence, your ever changing style with the progression. feed me your vibe so I can taste you. you can't, I can't, but I feel you. You heal me... my soul, my mind, my everything in existence... persistent to join you, absorb you, and breathe you. man, I can't smell you or touch you, but you remind me of those... a mere utter, a word, a sound, don't oppose... to seduction of thoughts, intrigue me through sound... I'm bound by your beauty, omnipresent, surround. Always with me, forever, it's destined. I pay my R-E-S-P-E-C-T with these words, can you hear me? I love you. My feelings on paper, my pen brings us closer... but I have to share you, you're plural in all forms. sink in me and flow through my consciousness. If I can paint what is perfection, the subject would be thee. You're non-existent in the physical. You remain the worlds most wanted, the most loved, the most hated, desired and aggravated. You've caused battles and rivalries, ignorance and wars. You're still followed, wished to master and proposed to. with every word you release you satisfy more curiosity. sweet music drips on me and saturate my feelings. intertwine snares, bass lines, treble and kicks to cause audible tantrums and explode into... my life

Start the evaluation of our creation, sought after elevation... the penetration of words has me checking pronounciation... manipulation of all sensations, begin the mind invasion... for the conscience fights to follow the light, realize the correlation... between how all sits in existence, moving forward, sweating persistance... the distance seems greater if you accept and hold on to the resistance - for instance, my mental travels backwards in slow motion... the third eye blinks life and follows the light to reject total corrosion - female species with the entire human race inside my womb... keep my persona assorted making it less likely to assume - produce thoughts composed of substance bound together by mere visions... subliminal lacerations that were provoked by mic incisions - shifted the solar system and formed my own constellation... impregnated with rhymes by musical ejaculation - let's re evaluate the situation and see what the outcome wll be... since math is life, everything minus nothing equals ME - comprised of elements that could melt fire and liquify water... moons give life to suns and sons give birth to daughters - my soul is my shield to hold back anything without substance... the first element is depth, underground in mass abundance - I died last night and with this pen I was ressurected... the ink's my lifeline, as paper absorbed lyrics injected - after I take over the world, I'm turning all the planets into suns... so they can all shine like me and reproduce with rays instead of cum - the definition of all, yin and yang define me... the source of life's course will be freed while minds bleed - I just checked the human race, no cash or COD's... do the math, God + sound = lyrical purity...


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Once Again

He left me today.

Of course it has happened before

But this time feels different.

It is different.

More permanent than ever before.

I feel so empty,

So crushed

My heart hurts so much.

It’s hard to write because my sight is clouded due to the tears.

He really left me.

He is gone for good.

I have to try and think positive

Maybe it was for the best

Or we are not ready

Or even if it’s meant to be than it will. (You know the usually)

But I say screw all of that.

I want him back.

Now! 

Flaws and all.

How could I lose the man that I feel the safest with?

His arms around me make me feel

Complete

Whole

Safe

Loved

I can be free with him.

And now he is gone.

I try to be tough but I can’t.

I am alone once again.

Maybe it is suppose to be this way.

I have to move forward,

Push this defeat behind me.

I have to let it go.

Once again my love wasn’t good enough...

I Lost Today

Was unaware I was playing, but defeat is still the same.

Tired of this never ending cycle

Here I am.

Confused as to what emotion I should feel.

Hate

Betrayal

Loneliness

Everything screams to run away, but my heart.

My heart has grown very attached to this man.

And this he knows. For he owns it.

I just want to be wrapped head to toe in your love.

Your embrace.

To never leave.

Only you can quench my thirst for this amazing feeling called love.

But I think it’s time to face the facts.

I am not the girlfriend just the friend girl.

I tend to get the roles confused from time to time.

But at the end of the day you are not mine. And you are free to do whatever you like.

Is she just that great?

Just that awesome?

That you would lose me in the process…

We both lost today, but I forfeited.

Breaking Away

I’m so afraid

Needing to rid myself of your poison

Abuse

Mental and verbal

So Vicious, Unrelenting, Condescending

Tear after tear, argument after argument

Left feeling unwanted, useless

Inferior to your self-proclaimed superiority

A rushing feeling of pain fills my heart

The same heart I have offered to you

That you accept and decline at your leisure

Those words, your words

Kick, Punch, Bite, Scratch

They have left me bloody, bruised and battered

Loneliness scares me so much that I often wonder if it’s just my imagination

I mean can you really have all you want in a mate.

Some things can be overlooked right?

God please guide me into the direction I belong, because I’m scared

Scared to break away and leave all that I know.

Pleading

Please pick me

Tell me I’m beautiful

Let this work so I know that I am not broken

Want me

Love me

Provide me with the assurance that it is me over all others.

Don’t let me be alone

Be my rock

Be the lap upon which I lay my head after fighting against the world all day.


Be the hand that smoothes my hair in an effort to comfort me

Please be the ears, shoulders, and arms I need to help lift the worry that runs 


through my head.

I beg you

Want me enough to accept me as a work in progress.

Will these untamed emotions into something more stable

Include me in your future


This is my plea to you


Help me to realize that I am capable of having the love I so desire.

Be that for me

Ease the pain of my failures

Never Have I Ever

I never meant to start this shit.

How did we get here, to this very point?

To where I am dreaming of your hair, your skin, your mouth.

Can’t seem to shake the images of you and I entangled in our web of love, known only to the two of us.

It was my secret, it was our secret

Though you wanted to share it with the world, I cowardly declined.

“What would they think?” I said. While my eyes pleaded for you to just drop the whole idea and continue with things the way they were.

But you wouldn’t, you couldn’t

You wanted more and more and more from me.

You were willing to hide us no longer.

“I don’t understand these feelings!” I yelled to you on more than one occasion.

Unable to wrap my mind around the degree of a love such as ours, although I could feel it firsthand.

Damn P, I swear to you this wasn’t planned

Endless Cycle

I love him

I want to be with him

He love me

He wants to be with me

But

He doesn’t think I’m ready

I don’t yet fit into his mold

So

I’m left with an intense friendship.

Which includes many ups and downs

Just like any other

But

No commitment 

My significance

Nowadays it seems our bad moments outweigh the good.

I’ve tried to hold on to the good times, but my grip is slowly easing.

My desires and expectations for our relationship are well known.

They just fall on deaf ears.

Some of your actions leave me thinking do you really love me.

You hardly ever say it

And I’m having a hard time remembering the last time you showed it.

I feel like you don’t respect me and I am not important to you.

I am not to be an afterthought.

I am your woman.

You should want to please me.

I shouldn’t have to fight or beg for your attention and time.

You put everyone and everything before me.

You once told me I was # 4 or 5 on your list of importance.

If that is actually the case, I would hate to see how you treat # 6 and so on.

It’s like you don’t care how you make me feel.

I admit once we became a couple I expected more.

More love, attention, and time.

You don’t touch me.

You don’t acknowledge me as an important figure in your life.

You want things your way and only your way.

You have proven that my feelings don’t mean much to you.

I have tried.





Essence of My Deep South

Enter the place known by few, but worshipped just the same.
Relax and become entranced with the essence of my deep south.

Go along proven trails, but please become enticed to create your own.
For it is not as fragile as you may think.
For it has endured boycotts as well as raging fires
That was later extinguished by the most powerful among fire hoses.

 Catfish and cornbread fed and pulses to the distinct rhythm of the Blues.
Plunge into the ever so warm waters of the gulf, while embracing the hot and sticky humidity, please be careful not to let it drip, the essence of my deep south that is.

As you visit feast upon the delectable cuisines laid before you. As I offer you a drink from my cup, with a liquid so wet it can quench any thirst.
While on your journey I advise you to be careful. For you are just a visitor getting to know the essence of my deep south.