Our Limited Understanding
We are limited in conceptual understanding as human beings.
Things will exist both while were here, and once were gone.
Change will occur not of our choosing or of our liking,
but simply because it is time.
As if destiny will forever be a footnote on the evolutionary latter.
Is being outside the window so different then inside?
How do we decide, with our eyes?
Are we sheltered or shielded from some alien or foreign truth?
Of course we are it just a question of how deep the rabbit holes goes.
And once we take the plunge into depths unknown their will be no going back.
Regrets are a folly of the possibly of an alternate ending.
But how do we truly know how it will end?
Is their compass leading us to this magnetic north?
A course set to travel through time, unwavering?
The great magician speaks of illusions not being disillusioned.
So for what mirage are we weeping for?
Of what love and heart ache have we mistaken?
As robert frost called one of his poems it is the road not taken.
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Her Portrait
Im painting another portrait. Look at her just look at her. Shes what you made. How do you justify it. Well let me be her angel of darkness. Let me take away all her pain and absorb it into me. I'm a sinner and saint. Im the equilibrium that holds every thing together. I watched many suffer. That when they are the strongest they are ever gonna be. I'm painting another portrait. Look at her just look at her. Shes everything you are not. Are you feeling jealous of what shes got. The ability to heal. The ability shield those under her. Let me be her angel of darkness. Let me take away all her pain and absorb it into me. Let me make her sane. Children are lost as love fades. Revenge leaves so many scars. Families torn apart for justification. Just make it okay. Just make it okay and make it go away. I'm painting another portrait. Just look at her. Just look at her. Such pretty eyes in which evil hides. Pictures of slaughter. It was her three year old daughter. Let me be her angel of darkness.
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I Just Hit Ignore
You want to talk now?
Well that's now over
Time went and gone
And you were hating all along
How did that ride turn out?
Well I got off soon as I could
No way of reaching me now.
Hope your proud
Here have the key to my heart
You can keep it
I don't need it
Not where I'm going
I'm just so sorry but I'm not slowing
I've seen everything you were showing
Quite offensive
Quite tempting
But where was the passion?
The love has been lost in your pretty eyes.
Hey I'm just being another one of the guys
You know the one of those that wakes at sunrise
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The Social Out Cast
All are against me and say I can't do it
To change habits so hard
A social disease not up to par.
You just not smart enough.
You too poor, and dumb to learn anything.
You disgusting, ugly, and make me want to vomit.
Over and over again words are said to humiliate and defame
It makes you want to change your name.
Disappear to a new world.
A world where, I can defend myself with greatness
Where I can treat others with kindness
And it never be considered weak
Or your motives questioned.
Oh hes sucking up so you won't say what everybody else said
Like that is bread everybody should be fed
Who are you judge what you don't understand
A man so disorganize and distraught
Hes caught
Destine to fail
I say NO HE'S NOT! !
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(Hurt Poem) An Passive Agressive State
Make your mind up
Please don't ask from me, what I can not give
Deliver me from not evil
But the goodness of my heart
Torn apart
In agony
Put me in a blender
Lets see what you get
I'm caught in a vicious net
All I want to do is forget
But don't fret
The thoughts are already gone
Gone
Not like I ever belonged
I waited too long
What is right can not be wrong
I'm reaching for it
Grabbing it
It's mine till the end of all time
Even If I try to rewind
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Setting Bodies On Fire
Setting bodies on fire, putting them out with some gasoline. Stop trying please. Point the finger and blame all you want. It doesn't change a damn thing. Call me insane, but I m not the one playing games. Your still reaching. Stop your preaching. And just listen, you hear that utter silence. That's the price you pay for being so forceful. Nobody wants to be near you. Its in the words you spewed. Poison is that in which you covet. No love just more lust. Ashes turn to dust. Setting bodies on fire, putting them out with some gasoline. If you would have listen to me. This creature of evil wouldn't be. Don't you, cant you, why wont you just shut up and look and see. Observation, of all the constellations, reading ones future from the stars. Growing darker in the daylight. Something just ain't right. The body motions so uptight. Relax, stop forcing it just let go, and it will flow, like an oath of such power. That no one will be able turn away to what you have say. The days will no longer so grey.
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She Devils
When she devils fight with such venom, to intervene would be just pissing in wind. There scorn creates those horns. Their jealousy turn them solid red. And with all the bickering you wonder if the if its worth it. From the manipulation words to physical fights its so absurd. Their are the victims of their own creation. Look in the mirror and meet your maker. Not so pretty is she. But yet they strut as if they got all right stuff. A sick, morbid, and twisted sense of self confidence. Your who their parents were and what they did to these poor women. Break the cycle if you can. But do not become part of their alternate ego. Tirading you around like a prom dress that only be worn one night. Theirs something that isn't right. Its like a hydra for if you cut the head of the one five more grow in it stead. Its superficially f*cked in head. I watch in horror as I know where this leads next. Boredom follows the suit and then its time for her to move on. Suckers a plenty waiting to be bated and hooked.
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The Fight To Be The Financial King
The nonsense of the belief fraudulent creativity can be bought and sold as if it was gold.
Wealth is the illusion that one really owns something.
Anything gained can be lost.
No matter the figures invented and created.
They too are subjugated to many wondering eyes.
A mass market full of the crazies.
Lunatics with a dollar as a gun.
Hmm, let me tell you that really sounds like fun, but still I'm going to have to pass.
I will never live beyond my means.
No matter what is deemed fit.
I am 100% against it.
Debt is a regret, and I have enough them already.
Why would anyone gamble their lively hoods for things they don't need.
A foolish mistake indeed.
And any occupation to overthrow such ideas I'm totally for.
It's not about being rich or poor.
It about what you have truly earned.
Some seem to think they earned it all.
A financial domination of the world.
A complete bias control.
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Drifting In An Out(Revised&Edited Line Form)
I drift in an out.
I scream.
I shout, whats this really about?
My whole life in question.
I feel I should make an confession, even if theirs objections.
I'm not afraid of rejections.
Not like I haven't heard all excuses in the world.
Does this make it so cold?
I feel my age coming in.
But still I stand before you.
Larger then life.
An honest man.
Not a lier.
Not a nobody.
Not a somebody.
Accept me for me, or turn away.
Because night turns into day.
Tears run red.
Hurtful things are said.
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One And Only Shot
My thoughts are imposing.
Try to prove myself without the proper training.
I can do this
Even with so many frustrations looming.
I will never give up.
I feel like David trying to knock down the giant.
A frugal cause is not one that can't be accomplished.
But one that is started and never finished.
I do not forfeit.
This means too much me.
I put to much work into it to now be looking back.
Facing a stampede how do I not retreat?
Do I create my own.
Let come toe to toe with you.
Will do our battle with swords clambering.
Sparks flying.
Only one will win this time.
A lion shall eat the lamb tonight.
Let my roar be heard.
Further then the travels of any bird.
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