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I don’t know why

I do

The things
that I do…

An age old question

I should be
tired

Of having
to
reuse…

Now,
I’ve been told
That

I lack
common sense
&
May have a
few/couple,
screws loose…

I don’t want to believe

But after so long

Of using

The same
old
excuse….

I’ve come
to the
conclusion

That I really know not
The things
that I
do….

Surprise hides not
When I see
the outcome
Of my imagination
Alone
In an empty room….

With desert like
Illusions
And a thirst
That senses water
Going through
This shiny
noose…

(GodKnows)
I mean only
Beauty
In the truth….

getting around

hurt

is one feeling

I don’t intend

on passing on,

but I can’t help

the role I play

if I’m not

floating on a cloud,

I carry heavy weight

burdens

that wont

allow me to carry on,

my god took them away

but I picked them back up

as soon as I felt

grown…

I

can handle this

this is only

but a kiss,

if cupid

shoot

then

may she miss,

I don’t know

if I’m ready

to just

up and quit,

I just

realized

the power of my words

oh how passion stems from the lips,

my dear if you

lay lifeless

understand its just shock

in time you’ll get over this

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…

You Break IT, You Buy IT.

not always

is the customer always right,

and if you think your checks and balances are worth the  receipt

well then you must be in dire need of a fight,

there’s some things that you

just can’t put a label on or price,

no algorithm theory

of the beauty in the spirit or what is appealing to the eyes,

can match the stains and debt you leave

when you crush, because you break, you buy!