Biography of Christopher Biddle
Well idk wat 2 say, my names chris ima b-boy (breakdancer) but in my spare time i love 2write poetry its a way i can express my self without being judged by ne 1 and it jus helps vent u knw? well want 2 knw ne tin more dont b a stranger peace!
Christopher Biddle Poems
To My Mother...
mom i love u but it hurts me when ur like this
Am I Alone?
I get a funny feling, It comes from deep inside. I get all mad & angry, Wanting to go & hide.
I Thought I Loved You
I've commited no evil I've done no sin So, when Im farthest from losing Still, I never win.
Corsair of the wood discard your skin your pallid, wormlike vulnerability.
I rush to the bathroom & lock the door, I can't stand this pain, I can't stand it any more! I go to the cabinet for that lethal pill,
Reminiscin on the nights we used to share, I still have feelings for you that I can't even bare.
Looking up at the sky Yeilding to the full moon Changing into a powerful predator Another glorious night of hunting
Ever Since I Saw You
Your not just anyone, your special Your one in a million & Im not leaving her till I can be with you.
The things that seem like I can't control Are the ones that seem to hurt the most.
Just Too Hard...
Now that you are gone & out of my life I got to forget all those days you waisted my time
This is hip hop, lil Goofy's version Cause Hip Hop represents me as a person My life, My outlook, My essence My integrity, My honor, My blessings
I open my heart & pour out what bleeds, My mind f$%ked up with all these twisted dreams. Demons callin me, my soul it fights My mind, it separates but my hand still writes.
Don'T Be Talking Shyt!
I ain't like any other I'm different in many ways People don't see it cuz im smiling everyday I keep my head up & don't let nutin get me down
Here We Are Darling
So here we are darling, we've arrived at that day, When I stop writing poems and I start writing pain. You took my heart, just because you could. Even though having it did you no good.
Corsair of the wood
discard your skin
your pallid, wormlike
Corsair of the wood
exchange your skin
for pelt of dun
and brindle luxury.