Freedom Writer

August 24 2014

From the Streets to The Abyss

Check it!!! it be Chris Abyss The Almighty Lyricist, Spiting Words so Sick, I'll Blow up your Mind into Shit,

with these words that I drop from inside my Lips, come see me kid you be Lost in the Bottomless Pit, Chris Abyss The Bronx Kid with too much to say, Cross my path I'll smack you straight in your face, take a Piss on your Grave, I Freestyle the Truth, Speaking to the Youth, Molding minds that been Mentally Abused, Come see me Dude I'll have you Lost in The Bronx Zoo, Envious Fool, I'll have you Confused, my Words and Verbs are Like Ebonics, have you pull out a Hooked on Phonics, just straight Knowledge, I even go from the Streets to The Abyss, Check it... Blood is Rushing through my Veins I will soon have no Power, 

Guts Combusting out my Body I will soon Collapse, out of Breath Toxic Gas taking Path straight through

the Earths Cracks, Water Poisoned, No more Animals to Feast Over, War, Chaos, Destruction in the Eyes

of Satan, Churches Gone, Religion Hopeless, No more Beliefs or Faith in our Gods, Fear Rising Around the Nation, Guns, Knives, Bombs Explode Killing our Worlds People, Slaughter,Torture, Hate in the Eyes of Our Children, Buildings Burns, People Constantly Dying, The Reaper just waiting Filling up his Quota, Shits Fucked up, all this Death, all these Tears, People Full of Fear, Controlled by a Government Ruling our Lives keeping us Trapped like Sewer Rats, One Day When Eyes are Fully Opened,

 This Big Grey World be Prepared For a Nation of Rage. 

August 24 2014

Women of the Night

Swinging and Hanging from Polls,leaving themselves Exposed, Working for a Dollar,Seducing men to Empty out there Wallets, Private Lap Dances,20 Dollars a Pop,Trusting and Grinding, No Touching,only Staring,G-Strings to Bikinis, Dancing for you,many Flavors to see,Spanish Mommies, White Bunnies and Chocolate Angels,Pussy popping, Booty Clapping,just for you,Teasing and Deceiving, Wanting but not Having,Mistresses of the Night, having us men Drooling,captured by there Beauty, Angels of a Strip Club,Money Hungry, Luxury Craving,Dragging men into the Champagne Room, were the Real Fun Begins,15 to 20 minutes of Touching and Humping, Robing our Credit money,leaving us Dry,End up having Blue Balls, just not enough Time,Gold Digging Whores, Happy on the Outside,Miserable on the Inside, Leaving our eyes Hypnotized,Till we come back again, wasting more of our Hard earned Cash, just to Stupid to even Notice,Pussy is like a Magnet, and we just keep coming back...

August 24 2014
Slave 2 Miss.MaryJane

As I breath in and Exhaling the Grey Smoke,

I am Forever in a Stone Daze,Chronic Blunt Invading my Brain,

Sold my Soul to Miss Mary Jane,Slave on a urge to set his mind Free,

buying accessories,so I can Feed,White Owl's to Coconut Phillie's,

Special Instruments to Break open and Roll,Stick and Smoke,

Sticky Chronic Buds,Breaking it up,to fit in my Blunt,

Removing the Seeds,messes up the Weed,On Point,

Checking it good and putting in the Remains,Enjoying the Taste,

Scientist/Pot-Head,Observing and Consuming,can't live without Weed,

as I take a Ride to the ATM,word for word,trying to get Credit,

from the Drug Dealer man,aka Street Farmest,who doesn't give a Damn,

taking my Money from out in my Hands,just so I can Numb my Head,

buys Nicks to Half Ounces,spending my Benjamen's to my Lincolns,

Slave to Miss Mary Jane,Loving the Chronic,so many ways to Enjoy,

Pipes,Blunts,Bongs and don't forget the Joints,

Smoke leading you into space,Clouds everywhere,

So Grey that soon Fade,So Fucking High,Blood Shot Eyes,

Cotton Mouth happens every time,so many Varieties,

very easy to Describe,Purple Haze,Blueberry Hydro,

and the Skunky Green Shit,and so many more,

Mary Jane my very Good Friend,who always satisfies my needs,

giving me that special High of pure Satisfaction,keeping me Stoned,

and Numb to my Skull,I am a Slave who sold his Soul,

Wasting Money that I don't Need,Buying Tons of the Sticky Green,

Miss Mary Jane,I am yours,and Forever be...

Man working hard earning an honest pay,

Working day by day,busting his ass and bruising his hands,

waiting for his check as he waits for that day,

To spend it on one thing just to get high and forget this world of hate,Buying bags and bags of Weed something he doesn't need,

just so he can feed,escape reality cause hes to weak to face it,

so he can never be the man his father wanted him to be,

once again scared of life and reality,

show me a good path and I will walk it,who am I fooling,

I will never listen to thee or anyone for that matter see?

cause I know everything,yeah who am I kidding only when I sleep,

even when I can escape for a minute,my past still comes in my dreams,

to haunt me,no church,no prison,nor TV can help me escape this reality, that I see,cause I am the one who walks and sees The Good,The Bad and most definitely The Ugly,so that's why I continue to smoke this weed,and forget this world of greed,and stay in a high state for all Eternity,and just forget everything,as my brain slowly drifts into space,I follow the smoke clouds of High Society,

listening to music and staying Dazed,in this High place I wish to stay,but this all a Dream,

so this is why I smoke this weed and spend all my money that I don't need,to forget life and harsh reality and stay in a High state for all Eternity,as I continue to follow the smoke clouds of high society,my own Dream land of Happiness and my Reality... 

August 24 2014

The UnTiTled Rhyme

Intense Pain that you can't fucking take,your Life Full of Hate,every time you try to slice through your veins,that don't fucking go away and fade,with your Brain covered with Black and Blues making your ears start to Ooze,Poisonous juice,mentally confused from so much Abuse,you have nothing left to choose,Suicidal Bruises,scars so abusive,Blood leaking like motor fluid, killing your life's time,that cannot Entwine,just as you slowly close your eyes,holding your blunt,burning your Life away,as it slowly takes its time,Smoke drifting like Chemical Fuses,Stinking up the Earths surface,so much Violence going on in this pitiful World,who gives a fuck anymore,God Damn World just waiting to Explode,Grenades, Razor Blades,cutting through the Jail House Chains,freeing the Maniacs and the Rapists,killing and fucking everything that crosses towards there Lanes,Bloody Roads as they Leave and run,killing the Innocent,and leaving no remains,Heaven and Hell closing there Doors,now that's Fucked up,leaving worthless used Souls to just roam this contaminated World, almost cease to be No more,such an Untitled Rhyme,so hard to describe,no more worlds left to say,but Goodbye and have a Nice Life...Peace.

August 24 2014

Love is too Simple

Love oh Love,Such an easy four letter word,and Emotion to Write, Simply Divine,to Rhyme or Write,to what I feel Inside, Love the Everlasting Feeling,which too many Have, the feeling which is complicated to Forget, when your Heart is to Warm and far from Cold,That is Love, Kiss from an Enchanted Woman,Passion and Deep Satisfaction, Hand and Hand,walking to the End of the Earth,Forever in Love, Warmth and not Frozen to the Bone,From Touch,or the Taste of a Kiss, Love,too Damn Simple to Describe,a Feeling from a Stare, Eye contact making you Blush,trying to Speak,nothing comes out, Shy and Madly in Love,Mumbling and Stuttering,kinda funny,but that's Love,Romeo to Juliet,Lovers,Hiding there Passion, Secretly in Love,Dying together,Death by Poison and Knife, some what of a Suicidal Romance, Girls playing Hard to get,making us men Run,for there Love, seeing if were the Truthful Ones,First Date,First Kiss, make the First move,got to shy and forgot, Some what kind of Love,I think?Break ups,constant phone calls, Apologizing and sometimes Denying,and finally make up, That is Love,for Real,Extremely Gullible, Buying Expensive stuff,Bach of Roses,to Her Name on your Arm, that's Deep Powerful Love,that's just not me,Emotions come from thy Heart,Writing Poetry,trying to make stuff up,making her Fall for me, too much of a Romantic,That's Whats up!!! Love from a Pitch Black Poetic Heart,writing making sure I never mess up, making my One and Only,never Lonely and Forever Loving me, Love the One Emotion,that is too Damn Simple to Express, I have Love,People to Strangers have Love,Defining thy four letter word, which is simply Forever,that is what Love Truly is...

August 24 2014

My New York Free Style

Check it!!My name is Chris Abyss,I come straight from this Bronx Tale shit,Spittin Fatally,Words commin Steadily, Busting and Crushing Fake Gangstas who wanna talk Shit,Come step to me you get your Face Split,Aight Bitch Come Test me,Believe me, Shit wont look Pretty,Cause I'm a Crazy Mother Fucker who Doesn't take Shit from Nobody,Words coming in my Mind like I'm Psycho Sadistic, Aight Probably I do Have Issues,So FUCK YOU,you people ain't gonna do shit,you'll get knocked out Faster before you even open your Lips, we Psycho Albanians fight to the Ever End and still Stand,New York taught me Right,always keep your fists up,and never give up,keep your Head up,and don't look away,Life could smack you in the face and you wont know what to say,so don't look back,Destroy anything that crosses your path,keep your mind straight even though your A little Tapped,so anyways...My life has always been a crime just as I opened my Blood shot eyes,Burning Blunts after Blunts that were once Dimes,Staying Fucking High,Feeling Completely Painless,watching the Blunt Burn away,and I slowly Fade,Far Away,into Deep Space,Chronic so Strong,I feel so Fucking Numb,can't Feel my Fingers,Smoke Infecting my Lungs,Cough and Choke,Ex-hailing the Grey Smoke,Slowly Returning to Reality,Mind Feeling Straight,Clouds Drift Away,Pain goes Away,Words Fucking Leaving,Can't Barely Talk Straight,leaving myself,Far away from me,Most of been my Split personality,Aight Whatever son...All I gots to say is that,My words are like Hooks and Chains Ripping through your veins,leaving your Ass Hopelessly in Pain,And I slowly walk away,leaving you Dead and Drained,Yankees Hat covering my Face,Leaving New York which will always be in my Brain...PEACE...

August 24 2014

Chocolate Angel

Beauty with in the Eyes of the Chocolate Angel,As I kiss her Lips,I get the taste of Hershey's Kisses,As I softly Bite and Kiss her Neck,She Moans,and Bites her Lips,Begging for my White Chocolate Bar,I taught and Tease,Hearing Moans out of Ecstasy,She wants it,but I wont give it,Not yet until I taste every part of her Delicious Body,I softly kiss from her Neck down to her Chocolate Breasts,so soft,yet so delicate,nipples taste like chocolate Fudge,Driving her Insane,Just from the kiss of my lips,and the touch of my tongue,She starts to Giggle as I lick and Kiss her Cute Tight waste,and lick her Belly Button,I look and see that shes wearing a Chocolate Thong,and I see the thong start to melt on her Sweet,Hot, Juicy Vagina.As I lick and eat up all the melted chocolate,shes moaning like Crazy,Moaning my Name,and Calling me her Boo,Her vagina's Soaking wet,I softly suck and Kiss on her Cute little Clit,tasting all that sweet chocolate,Hearing her breath Deep,Telling me to Stop,But I know shes Lying,Shes Huffing and Puffing,Moaning and Groaning,Yelling and Cussing,as she twitches and Moves,She starts breathing even Deeper,My mouth is smothered in her Chocolate,as she Climaxes,and screams,I stare at her leaving her Breathless,And I say to Her...God I love Chocolate,and she giggles and says your crazy,I lay down next to her and say Sweet Dreams my Baby Boo,I give her one last Kiss and Tell her I love Her,As we Both Close our Eyes,and Sleep Together Forever...(END)

August 24 2014

Man In a Box

Scared face,Padded cell,Shackled ankles,Straight Jacket No release,Mouth Brace nothing to eat,Running around like a Lunatic,Going Insane,inch by inch,Almost there,Foam leaking from his mouth,like a dog infected with Rabies,Hair almost gone from so much stress,still running around the Metal box of INSANITY,slowly losing breath,still trying to run,head starts to spinning like a Marry-go-Round,so Dizzy he falls down,and sits trying to get his head back in place and watches the Room as it spins in circles so Zoned out from so much running he stops the room on a Blink of an Eye and snaps yelling like a psycho,White coats run inside the padded cell,man struggling to break free,they shot him up with high douses of Volume,so much that the man shuts up,no yelling,no screaming, trapped in a Pause staring in his own little world Additively High and Dumb,White coats leave the padded cell and locks the steel door,Leaving the Half/Minded fool in a Daze and High for quite sometime,and Completely Stupid... 

August 24 2014

Mind of Poetry

As I think Poetry comes to mind,so many words to drop, Hard to put in place,Thoughts whispering in my Brain, Trying to listen so very quite,Words disappearing, sitting Empty minded,Scratch Pad almost out of Pages, Pilot Pen almost out of Ink,so very Hard to think, words fading from my pages,turning completely Blank, feeling like I'm Going Mad,as my Brain is spinning like a Cyclone,Take some Aspirin mind starts feeling Alright, Poetry starts filling in the Blanks of my Empty Pages, Words I thought didn't even Exist,Hand and Pen moving Rapidly not even stopping to take a Break,Page after Page, not missing a single Line,Until I hit the last Page, Mind goes back to its Normal State,Poets Block,happens all the time,Mind gets Lost on the Last Page or Line...