Nick Moody & His Mind At 12:32pm

i have so many ways to show you your illiterate
not in the context that your useless when reading a text
but that these syllables become more complex as i age
turned so many pages blood started gushing
had to lick it off so it came back to the system and i like it
the hood vampire with a taste for fresh blood and power
Morbius was a fraud used us for suckers while using suckers
but i feast the sweet and bitter taste of your life energy
no plasma only hemoglobin for a long living
i always wonder when im with a beautiful stranger
how come i dont give more hickeys
am i scared of eating your flesh during sex
or am i just too occupied to put my mouth on your neck
i rather go down to hear you make unintelligible sounds
the noise that makes neighbors think im hiding an caged animal
dont worry mr and ms whatever im just gormandizing on women

Nick Moody & His Mind At 10:05am

never read some Deepak Chopra
but the idea of my darkside being light
is a complete discovery considering the world's view of right
and wrong and black and white and obscure or luminous
well you get the idea maybe my negativity can be harness for positivity
like taming a wild animal in the Savannah jungle all by your own
yes you may lose a toe or 2 but the end product will make you cry
tears of joy - of perseverance - enough self-esteem to act perverse in any situation
even if your missing some oddly body parts
after being locked in this mental fort trying to free yourself like a caged bird
fly free with the rest of the flock
dont look back if you dont give a fuck
and rule supreme dominance in controlling your own darkness

Nick Moody & His Mind At 10:12pm

let me write a sober verse
for the non inhalers of these hallucinogenic
degenerate self destructive plants to pills
no If's only clear sky's and clean minds
i envy your anti-drug program
your restraint on taking these illegal
paraphernalia for reasons beyond my controlled area
but it doesnt matter im still your friend even if you dont burn
you can watch me get blaze and wonder if this a phase
or if my brain cells got fazed
nah my psychosis is still active and feeding
on these endless information sequences
you could say drugs made me wonder about the world above
or the mole people continuously digging holes
but i must make amends with myself
if i didnt get high how would my life had been?
would i be this constantly horny?
show a little more empathy?
smile instead of acting wild and unpredictable
i dont know and babel fish cant translate my script
so lets leave it at that , ill smoke my treez in peace
and you can roll if it'l put you at ease

Nick Moody & His Heart At 1:35pm

after talking with my female counterpart
she made me realize my memories are holding me back
the late flashbacks of us in love and lust , wet fucks
red fiery looks , midnight walks , heart crushed and being hooked
i will never get over you , you were ... you
but i can punish you and put you in my mental corner
restrain you from invading my relationships with future lovers
the demeaning comparisons , the passive aggressive feelings i bring
has to be destroyed before the summer truly shows her splendor
i wish one day things could be cool between you and me
but for the moment i have to open my black hole
and banish you to another dimension
if i succeed then the world will be at my knees
if i fail ill be forever controlled by this spell

Nick Moody & His Mind At 1:25am

UGH IM FUCKING TIRED OF STANDING STILL
this world is fucking boring
the universe is lacking verses and is sad like a hearse
dead people flood the environment like a red umbrella
ill never be down with any corporation less with conforming actions
a monster made by society's inadequate efficiency
and they question me like an unsolved mystery
please all i want is to cultivate my trees and feel at ease
not worrying about how the cosmos is a big tease
maybe my rant could be forgiven with a joint and encent
but for the moment my mind is already high from murderous intent
but who can i kill to appeal my lust for immobility
my own boredom would be a pleasant platform to jump on
then dive into the wide open nothing that is my life
oh was that too horrific for my own eccentric living
well i never bungee jumped from a bridge
so if i decide to plummet its going to be my own personal stunt

Nick Moody & His Mind At 3:21pm

something doent feel quite right
all those restless nights hasn't changed my insight
my foreshadowing of this disturbing involvement
maybe my ESP predicted a win like ESPN
oh both of them are sports channel well for me thats post-morterm
physically i ran a mile just trying to do a smile
my cardio is at zero from running away from this hollow figure
the gun signals to start but for moody it signals the end of this race
the Olympics are made to test your perseverance and durability
i used Chronic to test my humanity and sanity
im losing bad like a forfeit or a lost in the 1st round
i dont need more training only saving
this triathlon of emotions spells disaster and distorted laughter
with shameless fornication until our body feels at ease
but not to discredit this girl i had sex with
i didnt feel a thing its not your fault i was made of bolts
like Frankenstein searching for his bride
emotionality i want this vice to unscrew cuz im getting cold
folding myself to stay on a lonesome shelf
just gathering dust and waiting to get picked up
for scared of being lost and lustless
i rarely feel stress only when she used to put her hand on my chest
now my body is a chopping board for sexual delicacy
with a strawberry on top just to add im red hot

Nick Moody & His Mind At 12:54am

so it seems another one of my family member dreams
wishes for peace in his existence
for instance , he doesnt care if he lives or die
life is a big lie , people make you cry ,
then destroy everything that makes you teary eyed
i sympathize with you my cousin
if i knew since the beginning your heart was that cold and lonely
we would of burned countless backwoods just to feel good
but as we discussed while the rain soaked the blunt
we will never find happiness in anything
the feeling of warmth and closeness got closed at the 1st badtrip
our tolerance for shit is high , thats why we try to always glide
see the horizon even if its dark and without vegetation
but the dim light that struggles to pierce these nocturnal clouds
contains electricity thats ready to burn these 2 niggas down to RDP
already the static shock were getting cut off our dreads
instead of focusing on being happy we chose weed and physical ecstasy
we understand your concerns about the amount of hallucinogen we burn
but dont be concerned with our personal corruption
its our only answer to every question
  

Nick Moody His Mind At 4:12 am

peace and happiness
to the restless souls who are still awake
they will never sleep only stay baked
cooking themselves in there internal furnaces
burning into a million of ashes stuck on there face
sadness invaded there facial structures like a surgical reconstruction
but they cant change whats inside there rib cage
all they see is dark ages and thunder striking with deadly aim
trying to burn everything in sight like a shivering light erasing memories on sight
men and women in black is what we are never far from aliens and disturbance
come thru your ward and flashbang your neighbors and your dogs
no need to remember anything about  these fucktop individuals
were only hear to clean up the excess mess the world presents
but im not blaming aliens for my distant relationship with humans
i dont know how im feeling myself at this moment
no masturbating but my writing elevates me to another parallel dimension
or its the alcohol in my system talking
but even if Haitian beverages gives me leverage i still feel average
like the way the days stars off sunny and birds singing
to werewolves hunting for new denim jeans at midnight
scavenging like the lone vault 101 survivor trying to find his father
forget the latter im trying to find my inspiration this era of inconsistent endeavors
please people stick with your ideals dont let the Man fuck up your plans
even if i strive to be a man ill bring justice to this unruly land
free my people from mental slavery like Mr. Marley back in the 60's
and now Bob the world is symbiotic with a mix of lust and  fuck ups
nothing works anymore the waters are flooded with oil
and there fighting overseas for the same ordeal
ugh i feel nothing anymore the world is nothing but a whore
like me only gives its body for leisure and feeling less then a lover
more like a loser bound by these spells spelling sexual encounters with random dames
like i need to remember there names they dont remember mine so anyway
i wish i could die in flames , clenches my sins in eternal fires
then reborn like the phoenix from the ashes
fly to the infinite universe a human would call a a hearse
im talking about the love that the earth is capable of growing from dirt
reminiscing of vegetation growing from a bud to a beautiful flower
shines with all its petal facing the sun absorbing its energy to feel like One
sadly im not made to venture during the days
i dont wear shades or hide my face
but darkness is where i reside until the torment in my heart subside
right now its rising to dangerous levels like a  nuclear power plant operated by Homer Simpson
its a core meltdown no need to worry mr.burns with petty concerns
ill just bathe in acid trying to forget her kiss while we were engaging in fornication
but fucking doesnt measure how much she changed me
my personal home decorator installed windows to let my emotions flow
now wood and nails cover the diminishing light
its so hollow i can hear my thoughts scream hello

Nick Moody & His Mind At 10:59 am

i dont get hangovers
i hang my lovers by there hearts
make the little red thing drip and cry before it dies
i wish i wasnt a killer of emotions and a master of lies
striving to be a lover with emotions and student training for improving
like the whole ordeal of having a teacher and student relationship
i wish like Naruto to find my true master to teach me how to be human
not let my demon invade my body like a certain Kyuubi
the monster thats inside me hasnt manifested itself physically
but i feel it burn thought my internal organs solidifying is place as my 1st menace
maybe the demon i made a pack 4 years ago is trying to go in my little crevice
the only humanity left in me underneath my stomach but not my dick
my sacral chakra is weakening at this very moment it was red-orange bright
now its a diminutive light trying to shine
Hell , i need help send me a demon to make me cry
make me realize that my life is nothing without a particular woman

Nick Moody & His Mind At 3:47 am

ugh i need to get back on my writing
slipping on my calligraphy like bananas and Donkey
need to quit monkeying around like Rafiki
i have the power to make my words and syllables make you wonder
like a fire founded by cavemans before Jesus came and so called saved us
but im not being an atheist at this moment
just feeling myself and this Teddy Pendergrass mixtape
im sorry but even if i try to conceal my smile
it emancipates after a drink and waiting for a while
im not drunk to the point of refusing a joint
but at the moment only my lighter and vanilla scented encent
and a cup of alcohol
normaly drinking isnt my thing
like a quick fling it comes and goes near the evenings
surely dont blame me for my inadequate yearnings
i love you but i dont love love so i cant be with you
it will only hurt you and make me feel like a fool
which i am but please try to forget me by noon
or during a full moon surely the wolfs would eat my already bleeding wounds
just let me all alone in my room and zone
or fuck me when you feel alone
i feel it all the time your love for a minimum of 3 hours makes our body light
elevate like a earthquake struck the tectonic plates
or atleast subside the beast thats crying inside of me for the whole night
but i need more like a whore next to her corner
fuck money fuck love just make me feel alive like a baby coming to life

Nick Moody & His Mind At 11:22 pm

fuck me , its hot
had to wake up lost and with no socks
wondering what is this warm feeling
it felt familiar yet lenticular to my ocular
like tears made of light and positivity
the summer is back once more to caress me gently
she was wearing her favorite yellow dress may 1st
compared to the dark and murky robe next to a hearse
her smile had personality like a talking flower
the wonderland that the sun put me in
told my sanity to take it easy
now that the heat is slowly making you think
time to search for another exotic vegetation
to complete my bouquet of exotic esotericism