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Beg to differ?

she doesn’t want much

but im not willing to give

what she does,

it’s all a matter of love

and where my hearts come from

a slight push automatically receives a shove,

her right hook

has never been mistook

for some kind type of hug,

she’s mistaken

what is agape

with generic physical attraction,

considering how one meets

depicts what repeats

and what isn’t at random,

 “just” is just that

and there are no promises made

when we’re “just having fun”,

what you put up with

you end up with

 oh you beg to differ? I hope you have a good run

Whats in the air

with as many lies hanging in the air

its been a little hard to see,

this world is so un pure

its been a whole lot harder to breathe,

the body is but a host

open for spirits to be entering,

sometimes catching us unaware

like “what is this that has gotten into me”,

you pray you can contain or destroy it

because those weaker around you don’t need to be,

under the influence of such things

that make you do what you wouldn’t normally,

intentions are bad enough

imagine the excuses that allow you to teeth,

which makes me look more than both ways

because I can’t trust those around me,

I don’t know if it’s really them but even then

 I don’t trust them as far as my glasses less bare eyes can see,

we’re in the end of days where it’s all spiritual & physical war

ready or not, its time for fighting…

The All Seeing Death

I can’t lie

 I’ve accepted,

The madness

That slowly incepted,

 There’s so much

 That I don’t wanna stress it,

So I unwrap

 Exhale

and injected,

 All the poisons

I thought

Would replenish,

 All my

inglorious

 Whip ins,

Hurting so bad

I Won’t stop

Till it finish,

Similar

To a terrorist

 mission,

 I’m so many man

And I need

 me A witness,

 O lord

There’s about to be

Some killings,

I can smell

the sweat

From the thick of the tension,

Here I am

Tickled

 in suspension…

a voice says

 This

ain’t your fight

Carry on,

To the

depths

Of the

Armageddon,

Bring all your

 guns

 This is going to be a

war,

Knifes need

to pierce quick

 Best sharpen up

your swords,

A bible

for a shield

And the weapon

is the word,

What is your

 bare fist

Going to do

against a swarm?,

 of Ice cold hearts

that Stand strong

Against

the warm,

Best

Turn up The heat

Limbs

need to be torn,

Against actions

 that laid back

With our oaths

that were sworn,

We need

a re-doing

Weve done been

Re born,

Because what we’ve been

stuck in

Aint

Cleaning up the source,

IT’s

 only fueling

And causing

more & more,

 Destruction

From the pure

 that’s already

been torn,

And what about

the child

That we’ve

already bore?,

It’s far

too late

For the simple

 to ignore,

 It’s either

do it right now

 Or

 mother fucker hit the floor…

inspiration or creation

thoughts like random brain farts

normally float out

but im being hit with concepts

that are sly talking their mischievous way in,

suddenly and yet not fast enough

the ground is in the sky

im falling up

and I can’t tell where something ends and where it begins…

angles and theories

jokesters who seriously

don’t know if their delirious

or sane enough to know the difference from righteous,

 sitting on top of clouds

getting a tan from an eternal sunshine

 of a mind that at times

seems as packed as time square and then empty and spotless

A tree with no leaves

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we can breathe life
Or we can snare death,
We often fall like dominos
One after the next,
What we claim we don’t want
We beg for it with intent,
We reap what we sow
Even if it isn’t by request,
It locks in from our heart
And sneaks out through our chest,
Wilding out in our actions
Showing off to the rest,
Of the world/that we care
Like animosity is zen,
Doing by our own will
Writing on paper with a pen,
A character actor
So lost in his own performance,
Ignoring where the action starts
And where the cut seems to end,
Fool everyone shame on you
fool your self, I don’t get,
The understanding can only be
As cohesive as what we can interpret,
Don’t be like a tree with no leaves
Cause Even death can accumulate debt

Co Workers

They tip toe behind me

they lurk over my shoulder,

the things I say go over their head

so even more do their feelings for me grow colder,

the Good Book says to love my enemies

and pray that the Good Lord watches over,

but frankly (IDGAF) any one not with me is against me

no matter if we’re co workers,

.

it breaks my heart

that I come day in and day out to a place,

that I can’t stand to be

but it pays the bills so that’s “the brakes”,

I give it my all

yet they nit pick since that’s all that they can take,

away from my spirit

 since the everlasting is my cake,

.

I rubbed the wrong cunt the wrong way

and it seems all her drones followed suit,

got a hint that my over the phone voice

is a bullshit act that I use against fools,

which puts me in a tight spot

giving the others assholes a helpful boost,

in retrospect I should have been smarter

bit my lip

 never opened my mouth

never taken sides

 just nod your head

and wear a shit eating grin too