The Awkward Room

Here we are sitting in a room
You don't know me and I don't know you
Introductions blurred
Sit and Stir
So uncomfortable
Try to hide it, Try to fight it
But it just won't work.
I can't be bribed by something I do not need.
Open the heart and just it watch bleed
A stone forever cold, solid, and unbreakable
A won't fall in
Not like all the rest
An antisocial mess
Give chase, If you like what you taste
But otherwise turn about face
Just walk away
I don't play
Its just not in me
Not when I'm in one of my moods
Voices echo in my head so crude

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(Political Poem) A Competition Of Lies

In a competition and heated debate.
Total opposites in which they relate.
No new solutions in their game of give or take.
Their attacks dull the mind and the realities in which they define.
All are but mere puppets attached to strings.
They move the way the money tells them too.
The benefits of being controlled.
It must be nice to have no conscience of your own.
Responsibilities do not exist, I tell you this.
Take the lead and make a mistake intentionally indeed.
Blame is but upon the name sits on the highest rooftop.
But those on the ground can not see.
Just a test upon a theory.
Will it cause an uproar?
Will the people hate?
Will they rise to remove the demon from skies?
Will they falsely accuse by the sounds?
They hear a whistling full of lies.
What is one to surmise?
We are but men who have a strong belief in deceit.

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I'm My Own Prisoner (Revised in Line Form and Viewable)

A demon walks free in my dreams.
Is it right he does so?
So many answers I shall never know.
Always alone in surroundings so compounding.
How do I wash my hands clean?
They continuously bleed.
It's like I have sickle cell anemia, but psychologically.
What is my methodology behind it all?
If I keep helping reaching out through all the crowds, does it make it easier? What is it and do I control it?
Is love that powerful.
Can it rule hate?
Can anyone relate to the these thoughts I constantly contemplate.
An empty soul behind an iron gate.
Locked away forever never be set free.
It's irony that I'm my own prisoner to protect the most evil and vile from harm. Most can't do what I'm doing they would snap like itty bitty twig.
Does that make me the better man?
I definitely hope it can cause if it don't I'm already damned.

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A Childs Crusade

Some are on this crusade to give themselves and their children a unfair advantage.
Creating these rifts.
I'm here to tell you I won't allow that.
Not if I have anything to say about it.
Their is still enough breath in this body.
No I won't conform to the confomity.
Mindless slaves lining up for another taste.
With an icicle in my hand I will make the rounds with a bunch of hand shakes.
Cold isn't it, but it is exactly the way I feel.
When somebody is trying to steal a society for years and generations.
Smoke captured in a jar.
Watch as it slowly pours out.
Releasing it so you can be free.
Know the truth, lies in your own heart.
Ambitions torn apart.
Angels wings sit right in front of me.
Does that give me right to put them on and fly?
Only on a day where their is endless sky.
The time has to be just right.
And its not here yet.

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Time To Choose

Your eyes pierce right through me.
You know I want something more.
This is why your leading me on.
I feel like a mere pawn.
All I want is to be so close to you.
But I know somethings wrong.
I can tell with the anger with your voice.
This was all by choice.
Nice guys finish last.
Lust comes on so fast.
I tell it no, still it will not to go.
To know, to show.
Even its not with me.
Don't you see hes a cheat.
His life will never be complete.
I help you anyway I can.
As a friend. I can do only so much.
Then you'll get me to the point.
Where I'm completely done.
Don't push your luck.

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Embodiment Of My Emptiness

Sadness is the happiness of the soul.
Remorse is a mistake in the truest form.
The angel is speaking to me again.
She says keep going whats left to lose.
The embodiment of my emptiness was where I was at.
Now I been lifted off the ground.
So high on this life.
Dreams that just might come true.
The destiny is mine.
All I have to do is grab it, before it goes.
Never let it be left to the unknown.
It could get away.
No you don't.
I will not make another sacrifice.
I'll be a slave if I have to.
Misery to the death of me.
Don't you see.
I don't need the company.
I'm among the poor and lonely.
Don't push to me too hard.

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Wounded Soul

Vision through a crystal ball becomes a past tense.
A child witness bare and to become a man of arms.
Lead if you dare, with wealth comes despair.
Waking up from the nightmares and atrocities unwarranted.
But still they are there.
A poison that will forever thicken the air.
Some are choked out while others make it through it just barely.
Sleeping with one eye open.
Trust no one, not a way to live.
But what if one doesn't have a choice.
A forced obedience as you say.
Do we blame the innocent, of becoming not so innocent.
When it is the way one is raised.
Patriotic, to whom first your country or your people?
Sometimes it's hard to imagine for an American like me to understand what you actually went through.
But I do and we all should, because it could stop it from happening.
Good men who do nothing out of ignorance, are foolish men.

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My Sometimes

A distant memory. An old story. Every once in awhile we must wipe the dust off the pages we have written. A clean slate. The magic eraser. No more favors. Time for a new flavor. Something with a little more taste. Nothing against anyone. But their is a time comes when you must enough. Cant twist my arm again. Not that it needed much twisting. Sometimes you cant be so forgiving. Sometimes oh my sometimes. Reminiscing of what i might be missing. That's a life shall not be living. Its the here and now and i will not bow. F*ck all the distractions. Keep an open mind, but don't waste your time. hate me because i see the impossibility. Friends with benefits isn't for me. I'm not angry i just want whats best for me. my mission, my perfect endeavor. I will push that lever watch it all go by-by. Cause sometimes, oh sometimes, oh my sometimes

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Finding The Good

I was once told take the good out of every situation. But where is that? The wind has blown the grass flat. The glass was broken. So it cant be half full any more. When I'm sober, I see the tears poor. I walked out the door, never to turn back. I was once told take the good out of every situation. Just where is that? Its like some hidden contract. Where do I sign? Read it. Oh never mined. I get on a train to nowhere, anywhere but here. To hell with the white tailed dear. It will snow then it will go like they always do. I was once told take the good out every situation. Just where is that? Tell me where is it? I must have missed it by miles. Maybe I lost in a file. I feel just like a child. Its all pretend. The white house with the picket fence. All the lies are slowly choking me. Please console me. For my misery hates your company.

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Forevermore A Child

When something is done so wrong.
Forevermore a child.
Age only on the outside.
Mentally forever young.
Needing to be taken care of everyday
She doesn't understand the adults.
She just plays with her toys.
Their the only thing left in her world.
A sickness created by evil.
A kind most don't want believe exists.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Locked away in prisons.
What will happen to this little girl?
Will it be a mental institution.
Will it be a nursing home.
Now property of the state.
Innocence in the heart she defines.
Even if she will be forever blind.
Not by her eyes, but in her head.
Some would say that a child that bared such trauma and abuse.

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