Josh Gates- hosts a show on sy-fi about different mysterys the world holds
Bear Grillz- also hosts a show on the discovery channel about being lost in all differant terains....



in the middle of the "MOHOVIE" riddled on how i "GOT-HERE" simpley see "NOBODY"
so tell me how im ta "NOT-FEAR?" maken it out "ALIVE" shakin ta ma "DEMISE" everywhere i turn, bein faked out by a "MARAGE" sand covers ma body, feelin like "MILLDUE" dat i jus cant "PILL-THROUGH" man vs. wild wonderin what would Bear "GRILLZ-DO?"....remember one episode where he "DRANK-HIS-OWN-PISS" destination truth like Josh "GATES-INTO-ABIS" everywhere i look features creatures "FILLED-WIT-POISIONS" n by the time night falls you can literaly "FEEL-THE-NOISE'S" another day dawns n its like im "RIGHT-BACK-WHERE-I-STARTED" heat exhusted, no water, "MIGHT-SACK-BECAUSE-IM-STARVIN" guided by the stars n "ALIVE-OUSIDE-MA-CARKUS" tryin ta remain calm, but cant "HELP-TA-SCREAM" yell out "WHY-ME?" as i hit my knees, all of a sudden "FELT-A-BREEZE" all da greif strickin "ADEASE" sudden reality brings me streams, is it gods dream? or devils sceam, or jus the "DESERTS-SET-ME-FREE?" or have i jus "LANDED" in a state of "PANIC" n "DEATH-MY-DESTINY" let out my last "BREATH-I-HAVE-TA-BEATHE" I call out to God, sayin "IF-YOU-HELP-ME-SEEK" my way out of this "HEAT" I swear to you that i will "BE" a better man in the future, but for now im fittn ta "TAKE-A-KNAPP"
thats the last i remembered before it "FADED-TA-BLACK".......how i got out? well that my friend "REMAINS-A-MYSTERY" jus thankful i wasnt another tragic name that the desert "HANG'S-N-HISTORY"......


R.I.P to Evan Tanner n everyone else whom the heat of the desert has claimed....you all were the inspiration behind this topic....



Fitted 0h Ni9e

..Balkin desert-iono if thats how its spelled or not but it works

im abandoned stranded standin in the sand and im mannin a cannon "was that a mirage" nah man LSD n thats why they banned it//

they left me here to die n gave me a goddamn B.U.M duffelbag, nuthin at all inside but sum fuckin crackers an a 80 year ol porno mag//

im tired of walkin, sand in my kicks is makin my toes drag, n im dry in tha balkin, stand n throwin fits death snakin tryin a give me a toe tag//

but ima keep crawlin only moti-vation i got is tha imagery of ballin, i feel my beat fallin phonie gone-vacation I'm hot n thats honestly not poppin//lol....no h8 homie jus sounded right

the mere thought is apallin, gota keep steppin till i find that ocean-basin, or jus a tiny oasis, im goin crazy, brains bakin in tha slimy cases, n evrythings hazy//

I think i jus saw a baby jugglin 9 penises n 2 sexyhoes, I'ma blink but its all shady like smugglin fine fetuses outta mexico//

i cant see the end theres no changes in site of me, can barely stand hittin knees stumblin n fallin down dunes like luke in episode three//

one more time ima push myself up out this situation, no more crime if i crush this shit im facin//

im not givin up no, im nowhere close to givin in, fuckin desert cant stop me im god n this is my world u livin in//

ima force my eyes open, give my lungs scorched air they gropin, of course my minds closin when my heart jus started hopin, now the chapta closin, no more battin on the posin, think its ova look twice cuz a demon jus born outta tha dyin mans chokin//