ROCK IN PEACE RYAN,  I LOVE YOU

So this is one of my favorites! In fact, I love it so much, that it is a soon to be tattoo.  It's an excerpt from a piece call "Alter-Ego Alters Me" written my by late cousin Ryan. He has been and always will be a lyrical genius, influencing so many people with his words. 

....... Eyesight is a crutch of the unenlightened. Through closed eye meditation I project myself through the universe with no restraint or restriction. Through contact between water and flesh, I remain connected to the Earth and all those who came before me........

   

                                                                            -Ryan Albishi

Your past due.

It's been months since your asshole nature forced me to pick up a pen.

Glad to see you haven't lost your touch.

I was beginning to worry your tongue had gone dull.

But you sharpened it tonight.

You always were good for 3 a.m. angst.

And maybe a few breakdowns along the way.

But what I love most about you is the way you can make me feel so miniscule.

As if I don't really exist.

Believe me when I say, I'm taking great pleasure in telling you to..

GO F@*# YOURSELF!

                                                                               -emiko_d

No one ever takes the time to get to know the REAL me.

They see the humorous side and that is all they see...

So many people love me.

I know that this is true 

But it's not the same, cause they don't know what I'm going through.

My family pays no attention when my heart cries out.

They say "just give it time, it'll all work out."....

Years have gone by and nothing has changed,

IT HASN'T WORKED OUT!

No matter what I do, no one hears me scream and shout....

I want someone to love me for who I am inside.

Why do people look right past me, no matter how hard I try?

I feel so alone.

I have no one to turn to.

Do people ignore you also or do they see the REAL you?

                                                                         -emiko_d

Really Quick FYI:   A lot of the poems that I write are a little dark and gloomy, but it is just that... POETRY. 
            -emiko_d

I used to be someone else.

Didn't we all?

But now... Now I've been exposed,

I've been changed, twisted, unfurled.

Is this my identity or just another phase?

New friends, new music, new clothes.

But being this person connects me.

It connects me to all the incredible, painful, 

energizing, most wonderful moments in my life.

Finding this person... maybe me,

This could be the most important time of my existence.

The most confusing.

The most inspiring.

The most heart-wrenching.

The most sacrificing.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

                                   -emiko_d