my personal vibes

all written by Gregory Scott Aka thatkidgreg the ones with the titles are what's worth it but the quotes are cool too

[thatkidgreg]

i drank from the ocean

i drank from the ocean, the waves escaped out of the bottle.

i drank from the ocean after forgetting i was hollow.

i screamed with pain until my voice had no gain

i severed my ties and let the devil play his game

i forgot god heard my cries as i burned cells inside my brain

long nights slow burning cigarillos in the rain

but yet and still my thoughts are somewhat not the same.

i drank from the ocean, the waves escaping from the bottle

i drank from the ocean, yet forgetting i was hollow

i seen my past flash before me as i was laying in the grovel.

i must be the one to lead the way , i know the memories will follow.

i wrote away till i remembered that i wasn’t worthless

i hadn’t fit in since the days that i was learning cursive

i covered my arms until the scars served me no purpose

regained my sanity and sought out freedom from any curses

surviving, soul searching so i can put my heart into my verses

mimics of written scriptures of all these lessons i was learning

i wanted to be happy through depression i was yearning;

for so much more than empty sex and empti-ness

 written scores upon a test and slaving till a fated death

i never wanted anything but that warm feeling inside my chest

to smile as i take a breath and reside beside all of those-

people that had made me happiest.

i drank from the ocean; i  can see the bottom of the bottle

there was no magic potion, and inside i still felt hollow

time had left me long ago, i would lay-back wait and wallow

i drank from the ocean, i see the bottom of the bottle.

i cried out “someone save me !” and laughed as no-one responded.

i burned away memories , till i got bored of the flame.

i played those games but yet most of them aren’t the same.

stared into space for hours as i was drowning in the darkness

went to all our favorite spots, i think that part was the hardest

sat alone under a crimson light, where ever thing had started.

i had visions of my memories , of everything departed.

now i know at least, the ship has sailed

im moses standing where the seas are parted

and these walls are slowly moving in the space is getting smaller

somehow these waves are slowly moving in, but i just see an empty bottle

this pheonix flame will never fail

but now im drowning in nostalgia.

[thewordsfrommysoul]

contemplation

contemplated cutting my hair since these the same locks you ran your fingers through as you left locks on my heart with everything you'd do, but i wont start to give the satisfaction of knowing you possibly had split my mind into fractions without your knowing or even with the knowledge and knowing that it would hurt me if you were trying to ruin everything well congrats it's working for some reason got you off to the thought of my pain that is the base of hatred ;spite could be your middle name but you're the catalyst to showing me i wasn't lame just a normal reaction to that much trauma on anyone's brain and my immense energy scattered all over the plane and now there's no-one else but you to blame but im speaking in a context of your past life but did you ever think this was our second chance from a past life? obviously not by the way you responded as if someone wanted to hurt you or leave your body unresponsive and now that you've become a negative sponsor what i supposed to about even responding so sure i think about you now, but when some years pass and you're drinking wine at night with a clear glass you'll remember me like you remember having math class or maybe like will think about the zepher board or a backpack -covered in army-men. covet-less arguments and how pointless far they went maybe someone who tried  their hardest just to be your friend the many different laughs you shared, and how little the both of you cared conversations of wisdom and how time much you'd spend, and realizing that deceit and lust is what brought it all to end. you put a crack is his faith akin to the crack in old faithful and you wont see his smile when you are getting a face-full but let me spell this out for you so you realize how with time you are still truly wasteful when i came to you, before the lies i put the t-r-u in trust the letter in my name will help the feelings never rust those letters are S-t but i am nowhere a saint the letters from m-e will stay in your memory even if faint no matter how much hate you  keep sending me I. the next letter, will still wish the best for thee but you listened to the snake that slithers, and put the w-i in wither two years spent, that's two L's with no cool jay those were the next two letters by the way. cheers to television memories, always wear my hat like Al that's A-L. he began his rest in peace in So-cal do i have a way with words yet? w-a-y-s? L-O because i was lost offshore though it was tide-less because your lies are venomous V-E such a fool i was for believing you'd never poison me but you. oh y-o-u i used to ask myself why you couldn't be true and one day i realized it was because you had no intentions to. so aside from my letters in the message the amount of letters you'll get from me with only be three and don't get it twisted, i only wanted to see you happy. i was reacting to the poison you put in me. the only reason i ever even spit venom you see. and my words and pictures will be all you see of me. unless somehow things workout differently. but hope it wont take too long, since it's your turn to be where i used to be. but for now it's time for me to grow. i need sun i cant live in your shade. enjoy the memories of your lies and the one winner games that you played. enjoy my little separate little letters, although im sure you'll put them together. spelled out right in front of your face, and realize what you've done- well hey we all make mistakes. but this last separate part hurts even for me to say.

for worse or for better yet hoping for forever i tried to make it all okay. for worse or better yet hoping for forever i spent my days hoping that you'd stay. for worse or for better i put the T-h-e in together i would have stayed till our colors turned gray. but alas, and remember we met in September , and i was to be much more than a friend. but alas my darling, you were the one who put t-h-e beside end.

~GS

[thatkidgreg]

All my friends are substances, for memories they substitute. All I wanted in my life was happiness and my family too. Now I have these empty memories that aren’t true.

Thatkidgreg (via thatkidgreg)

[thatkidgreg]

i drank from the ocean

i drank from the ocean, the waves escaped out of the bottle.

i drank from the ocean after forgetting i was hollow.

i screamed with pain until my voice had no gain

i severed my ties and let the devil play his game

i forgot god heard my cries as i burned cells inside my brain

long nights slow burning cigarillos in the rain

but yet and still my thoughts are somewhat not the same.

i drank from the ocean, the waves escaping from the bottle

i drank from the ocean, yet forgetting i was hollow

i seen my past flash before me as i was laying in the grovel.

i must be the one to lead the way , i know the memories will follow.

i wrote away till i remembered that i wasn’t worthless

i hadn’t fit in since the days that i was learning cursive

i covered my arms until the scars served me no purpose

regained my sanity and sought out freedom from any curses

surviving, soul searching so i can put my heart into my verses

mimics of written scriptures of all these lessons i was learning

i wanted to be happy through depression i was yearning;

for so much more than empty sex and empti-ness

 written scores upon a test and slaving till a fated death

i never wanted anything but that warm feeling inside my chest

to smile as i take a breath and reside beside all of those-

people that had made me happiest.

i drank from the ocean; i  can see the bottom of the bottle

there was no magic potion, and inside i still felt hollow

time had left me long ago, i would lay-back wait and wallow

i drank from the ocean, i see the bottom of the bottle.

i cried out “someone save me !” and laughed as no-one responded.

i burned away memories , till i got bored of the flame.

i played those games but yet most of them aren’t the same.

stared into space for hours as i was drowning in the darkness

went to all our favorite spots, i think that part was the hardest

sat alone under a crimson light, where ever thing had started.

i had visions of my memories , of everything departed.

now i know at least, the ship has sailed

im moses standing where the seas are parted

and these walls are slowly moving in the space is getting smaller

somehow these waves are slowly moving in, but i just see an empty bottle

this pheonix flame will never fail

but now im drowning in nostalgia.

[thatkidgreg]

i drank from the ocean

i drank from the ocean, the waves escaped out of the bottle.

i drank from the ocean after forgetting i was hollow.

i screamed with pain until my voice had no gain

i severed my ties and let the devil play his game

i forgot god heard my cries as i burned cells inside my brain

long nights slow burning cigarillos in the rain

but yet and still my thoughts are somewhat not the same.

i drank from the ocean, the waves escaping from the bottle

i drank from the ocean, yet forgetting i was hollow

i seen my past flash before me as i was laying in the grovel.

i must be the one to lead the way , i know the memories will follow.

i wrote away till i remembered that i wasn’t worthless

i hadn’t fit in since the days that i was learning cursive

i covered my arms until the scars served me no purpose

regained my sanity and sought out freedom from any curses

surviving, soul searching so i can put my heart into my verses

mimics of written scriptures of all these lessons i was learning

i wanted to be happy through depression i was yearning;

for so much more than empty sex and empti-ness

 written scores upon a test and slaving till a fated death

i never wanted anything but that warm feeling inside my chest

to smile as i take a breath and reside beside all of those-

people that had made me happiest.

i drank from the ocean; i  can see the bottom of the bottle

there was no magic potion, and inside i still felt hollow

time had left me long ago, i would lay-back wait and wallow

i drank from the ocean, i see the bottom of the bottle.

i cried out “someone save me !” and laughed as no-one responded.

i burned away memories , till i got bored of the flame.

i played those games but yet most of them aren’t the same.

stared into space for hours as i was drowning in the darkness

went to all our favorite spots, i think that part was the hardest

sat alone under a crimson light, where ever thing had started.

i had visions of my memories , of everything departed.

now i know at least, the ship has sailed

im moses standing where the seas are parted

and these walls are slowly moving in the space is getting smaller

somehow these waves are slowly moving in, but i just see an empty bottle

this pheonix flame will never fail

but now im drowning in nostalgia.

[thatkidgreg]

Am but a pebble in the still water? Or could I conjure up clouds and cause the rain? I used to take photos for memories , now I try and ease the pain. For I was lost in such a delicate lunacy that I must not return again..yet the ghost of your golden memory shall not have died in vain. The blood that dropped from your soul won’t leave, my hands are stained. Forevermore I love you darling, a figment from my brain.

(via thatkidgreg)

[thatkidgreg]

Beauty

Darling, i think i saw you in my dreams last night. Well, baby i know i did is that alright? In the things i saw it was us, and the people intertwined. Maybe it’s just me but your one of a kind, a smile like yours is something i’d like to call mine. Possibly let me hold your hand, i’ll be gentle and paitient like falling in the sand. Or is that something you hate? My mistake, i just was thinking of all the places i could see us. I pray were not timed, i just have so much to say. Your the first girl i’ve dreamed about where everything was okay. I hope we stay together for, well is there an ever after? Maybe we’ve watched to many movies but your voice is so soothing even in the rage i turned the page on. Is it insane that the pain just disappeared? Maybe just like the days we said could be hard, i don’t mind being wrong about that. Another song about you? Please. Why am i asking, aren’t you doing the same? It’s insane that we could agree on so much yet realize so little in the past but that’s just another story and a starry night. A metor shower, you found someone wo couldn’t make a sound and brought him space bound. Maybe this is tropical, like a suprise whirlwind. Or maybe it’s beauty like my almost girlfriend.

[thatkidgreg]

Dial Up (freestyle)

prod. by kaylib

“i hate the fact that im too much of a jerk.. to be there for my dad i hate the fact that we’re seperated and that half my familys sad all i wanted this thanksgiving was to see my family living. only ya’ll no need for christmas ya’ll the gift that keeps on giving. no wrapping paper needed, i feel these painful evenings”

[thatkidgreg]

Got a broken phone , got a broken lifestyle

Got a broken phone got a broken lifestyle She says she loves me, like flame to a cigarette. I was her cigarette and she was addicted, However i started doubting me being the flame. The more we grew i felt older, yes of course that happens but it was if i was burning away. I thought i was the flame. That i was the one starting the fire. But darling youve been burning me down to ashes and all i feel is thia pain. The raindrops that hit my windowsill just arent the same. I used to think i was the flame. But ive been burning to ashes since i learned your middle name. Maybe im breaking the seal on the back, A smoker without a name. Or maybe im just the smoke that exists from the flame, but either way i used to believe i was the flame. I still have opportunity to be something great, i dont have to become plain. Yet lately ive been feeling like ashes, i still havent felt the same. But either way i know i just keep coming back again.

[thatkidgreg]

anxiety

It’s that moment..That one moment where everyone finds that one person or group that they spend time with..and I’m all alone..it’s that moment that breaks me apart..

[thewordsfrommysoul]

My Future Son Gram.

Me: Son what are you gonna be for halloween

Gram: A pothead

Me: your that everyday something scary

Gram: A sober pothead

Me: *gasps* Your a genius son.

Gram: i know dad

[thatkidgreg]

all around (incomplete)

make a sound, get off the ground and show me your alive.

smile if you care, do your best not to stare at the world around you.

the world will revolve, life does go on just like the beats you get down too.

the crowds buzzing like a hive they let you play live.

performing your songs it’s how you live life

it’s how you cope, hit notes and play tunes

stare at the water and hold her hand stand in the dunes

travel with someone special, breath life that’s your dream

move out the house and be free to the seems

can’t grow dependent, never resenting always protecting that’s why i’m named gregory

But i go by greg because of my level head and that i define me.

[thatkidgreg]

nostalgia.

dont get me wrong i’m not trying to flex, but i’m far too familiar with the letter  x

i don’t want too be the guy that seems crazy, but i’m just afraid you might play me

no your not the type, i don’t mean to accuse, but you kinda drive me crazy

so i sip on lean and feel my dreams when the greens by my location. i’m skating home i’m steady pacing but when i’m heaved headed at home i know my mind starts crankin

i share my words, play my guitar, sing a song or two, they’ll know i’m a star.

i just want to get my mind right and be ready for the world.

If i was a crazy rockstar, i’d show her the world

but to make sure she’s the her i have to be able to trust in it. i’ll give it another friday unless i get impatient. i just don’t want to be another hospital patient.

[thatkidgreg]

“ dad i told you, i hate you. it’s because i love you. it’s because you verbally pushed and shoved me at a young age, you aint mean it but i aint mean this look on my face either this melancholy trippy Dali meanwhile the world revolving , so let this clip unload ghandi, jimmi, johnny, love and forgiveness, so i can forgive this connection turned to sickness and if this is a fight who picked it? you or me? me or me? gregory? or those things you said to me. i hated me, you wanted me to be better than you. looked you in the face and told you the only reason i was still alive was you. and that look that you gave me while clenching my throat was rough too, so for every fuck you know there’s a sorry behind the blunt truth. because this is tough love dude. or should i say dust, dust to dust from ghost to you.”

~original ghost (via thatkidgreg)

[thatkidgreg]

to be continued~

i feel like…idk. i dont know how i feel anymore. is it empathetic? or apathetic? stop. red like ketchup sauce, or glossy green like lettuce. these textures, these…ridges. i cant seem to traverse, become nothing but sand when you’re beside me. the lossless soul that drips from my heart which  previously attempted to fuel my very being echoes your name. when i lay my self to sleep at night it’s a fight that i must accept defeat. because as in thiis labyrinth of a mind i explore i cant help but repeat.

“just hold me close my darling,

just hold me close my darling.”

[thatkidgreg]

Optional

I wish I could be high right now. I wish I didn’t have to stress. I wish my parents never knew. Maybe if I kept the lie going my life would be easier. I thought maybe if I was honest with my parents they’d try to accept me. Try to work with me. But what an ignorant thought. There old school mindset left me in an even worse place position than before. I would’ve taken guilt till I died instead of this. Says a lot doesn’t it. I let the thought of someone that I cared about…someone I thought would be worth it make me want to smoke. I was finally clean, I was finally sober till the test. I even brought my friend down with me. Now I’ll live with that day on my conscience till I die. Sitting in the drug test room, with people I didn’t know if i’d see again. Sitting with people I called my family, in a circle of accusation. Now I look at those that suffered, and regret that decision. No, I dont blame marajuana. No I don’t blame myself, I don’t blame the friend who wanted to either. I blame the feeling on hurt. The feeling of utter lonliness, disgust, regret, depression, anxiety, the cold of the world. For in that one moment of weakness, instantly changed my entire life.

[thatkidgreg]

Narcissictic = Apocolyptic

roses are sharp, violets are suttle The team must agree, for them to huddle. Yet not many love, and even less care If your lost, shoot out your flare. But no matter what you do, as humans we quit. If the worlds like that I’m done with this shit. It’s colder up here than six feet deep, Spent my middle school year contemplating a leap. To the other side, you may call me a chicken But scars don’t heal, nor have ears to listen Roses are sharp, and violets are suttle. The team must agree, for them to huddle.