An End To The Secret Garden

A very important day some say.
But why limit it to one before the importance of it truly comes due?
A idolization of time itself.
Magnified and memorialized as if it's death is coming soon.
But how do you really know that?
A prediction that I neither heed too, or take for granted.
Why put the spin of fear and worry upon hypothesis not yet proven?
I just do what I always do.
Whether rain or shine.
Your pale imaginary foresight will not undermine my life or time.
If it is coming I accept it without any regret.
If not my plans still hold true to the future.
You say but isn't their things you want to do before you die?
A bucket list, is setting a limit that which I can do.
Goals to achieve, but what will you do when they're reached and their is nothing left to complete?
This is something I will not conceive.
A possibly exist that I have kissed.
It taste so sweet and one day we will meet.
In a garden of flowers, vegetables, and fruits.
I pick the wild strawberry that here will forever grow.

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Watch It Burn

Lighting the money up, watching it burn.
Oh the pleasure I get from destroying something that was earned with so much blood and sweat.
So dirty, so greedy.
Always a give me more.
Another hand out.

Lets start lighting the money up, watch it burn.
Welcome to the world that has been.
Backwards to front.
Its sideways again.
Its a constant hindrance on society.
Shove it in our mouths right through the front teeth.
Tell us whats fair, as we shiver from the chill in the air.
The words bring as much despair.
Hide it all in your lair.
Protect yourself from the snare that was set for you and just you.

Lets start lighting the money, watch it burn.
Feed the furnace.
Better then buying the lies built around it.

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Eating The Fear

Eating rose petals.
Choking on the thorns.
With such a sweet smell their should be some kind of warning.
A sign saying in big bold letters.
If you do it you will regret it.
Jumping into a brick wall head first.
Trust me it does hurt.
I would know.
I got my scars to prove it.
Black and blue bruises is a usual at least for me.
Maybe it cause I will never accept defeat.
Even if I know I'm already beat.
Things can and will change.
It is a matter of time ticking on by.
A color scheme mapped out.
A portrait perfected.
Yet it is still rejected.
Don't you know it is to be completely expected.
Don't give up.
Oh no not just yet.

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Not Impossible

was told impossible. I was told impassible. But I don't plan on stopping. Can't doesn't exist in my vocabulary. Deny me if you want. But I'm heading in the same direction. My goals are the same. They haven't waned or changed. Another heartbreaking letter. Sorry we just cant accept ya. So be it. I'll still achieve it. Ill rewrite the way things are done from the inside out. Success isn't measured in monetary gain. But how much you change things for the better or worse. Its fame of a unknown name. Cant complain, for I do what I love, so lets thank the gods above. Many and the mighty will fall before my feet. Not for a greetings. But to silence me. Stop me from breaking the system in two. Leaving a note that says screw you in pretty quotes. Yeah I'm that kind of bloke and my determination has re awoke. I am the sleeping giant, gallant and honest. I'm sorry you see me as a pawn to be used as a tool with fates so cruel. I will overcome for I'm not dumb. I read most like a book. Yeah I know that look. I'm down but not out. I was there just a couple weeks ago. Still I get told no. But its not impossible not unpassable. For the sun eventually breaks through the darkest clouds. So walk proud, even if feel lost, for you'll be found and be rebound packaged so sweet. That some will say neat. An awe is all you need to get moving once more. It opens all kinds doors, and with that lets explore what they're for.

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Trying To Change A Destiny

By changing who we are, are we changing destiny?
Spinning the wheel in reverse.
Does this accomplish something different?
Many forks in the road lie ahead.
How do we know where they lead.
Do we the ride the heart as if it was our steed?
Or do we use are head in its stead?
Thoughts become questions looking to be complete.
A wholeness, not an apple half eaten.
Facing an assortment of demons.
Some visible.
Some not as in the air we breath.
Each with its own features and characteristics.
Just a tiny piece of humanity.
Traits that create me.
As a being willing to accept that some flaws are not the best suited.
Analysing and coming to my own conclusions.
Figuring out what is an illusion.
Enduring what is real.
Being brave even facing my own ghosts at my heels.

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Getting Past Face Values

Getting past face values.
Divulge your secrets stars.
We have collided with mars.
Just once more.
Let me open up from inside out.
The old photograph reappears.
Rehabilitation nears.
Can I do it?
Make it or break it.
The lake is filled full again.
So crystal blue.
If only I can fit into these shoes.
You have no clue what I'm going through.

Get past the face values.
Divulge your secrets stars.
We have collided with mars.
Do I measure up to par.
Wishing to angels in the dark.
Skeletons come upon me and

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(Personal Poem) Big Sister is Missing

You don't have to sanction what I'm doing.
I need not your approval to continue on.
Though at times it would be nice.
To hear from you.
To say I'm glad your still alive.
But silence is all you give me.
I think its all I'll ever see.
In a world behind closed doors.
Miles off in the distance who cares.
Well I do.
And I'll remind you everyday if I have to.
I'm not going anywhere.
And this I swear.
With every angry breath of air.
I still love you.
We are blood and it'll never be forgotten.
Even in hell on earth and much worse.
I will never speak to you from something rehearsed.
I will speak only the word that comes to me.
Small and incidental to most.

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Rotting Heart

I slip a blade across my hand.
Just to feel the sensation of pain.
Just to see the blood hemorrhage.
So many days I feel so forsaken.
The lost sheep who will never find his way.
Getting up one last time.
This time I will end you.
As I scream at the reflection in the mirror.
How could I blame anyone else.
It his fault the ugly beast inside.
To kill him is to commit suicide.
Oh how much I really want to try.
With every thing I do or say denied.
Like I don't even matter.
What did I ever change?
What purpose do I yet have?

Why am I still alive?
Why am I still alive?

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The Boy and the Teacher

Teacher, teacher, 'why is my gram parent going to have to go to a nursing home? '

'Well', says the teacher in disgust. 'The republicans(Defenders of the rich) won't allow the raise of the government budget ceiling(The Amount Of Money That The Government Can Borrow.) they don't want to raise taxes on the job creators(Corporations..). But they want taxes on the workers and cuts in government funded programs to equal the new budget. The Democrats(The Ones Who Believe Our Country Should Be A Nanny State) . Don't want to make the cuts in certain government programs or raise taxes on the poor and want to raise the budget ceiling without paying for it.'

The little boy says 'That don't sound that complicated. Why don't we just tax everyone across the board, according the money they make and have. And Why don't we make cuts in programs that are not necessary. Oh and while were at it why don't we bring back our military slowly. So were not spending 60 billion dollars month in other countries. Why do we have to police other countries? Or even a better question how can we afford too when our debt is so high? '

The teacher responds back, why don't you write your congressmen, senators, and president letters and ask them.

The little boys says, 'Easy they would never read them.'

The teacher a little annoyed says, 'You got answer for everything. And I thought I was the teacher.'

The little boy chirps, 'your darn tooting'.

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Holding Hands With The Devil

You made the rope you're expected to hang yourself with.
Now as you try to squirm and twist yourself out of it.
Let me ask do you regret it?
Did you live the good life if only for a very short time?
Money to destroy.
Money to control.

Oh in this god forsaken world.
So many treasure troves buried deep within the sand.
All one has to do is dig.
But it would go so much faster with the right tools.
How about I loan them too you.
A debt can always be repaid.
Come on man what do you say?

Holding hands with the devil.
He says lets go play.
You say okay.
He says follow me this way.
Let me show all the reason why you shouldn't pray.

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