living lives of contradiction
where the facts are turned to fiction
we are the cause because we are the system
we are the killers, we are the twisted

misunderstanding is our affliction
where a touch is turned to friction
we are the burn because we are the symptom
we are the killers, we are the victims

doing the math


This problem has gone on so long
we always reach the same old sum

divided by lies
multiplied by my failure to learn
In division, we carried over

the sequences of your dishonesty
compounded by lack of ownership

numbers don't lie

you brought a lot of uncertainty into the equation
it played a huge factor
the lowest common denominator

I never was good at arithmetic, but something doesn't add up

subtract me

Patience, lord grant me patience
I'm gonna break and I can no longer take it
basics, all I need are the basics
everything is fake and I'm gonna break it

(I guess I'll fall behind
I'll never be in first place
my life ain't a contest
it's just a hearse race)

status, I don't need no status
why do we buy everything they throw at us
habits, I am breaking the habits
I'd rather be last than first in the madness

I could win every poetry award
a conformity that I cannot afford
it might be ok for those who are bored
as for me, its not important to be adored

maybe I just belong in a ward
I dont respect any poetry board
time to score that umbilical cord
as for me, I'll just go on being ignored

when she was a bright eyed little girl
no dreams ever seemed out of reach
after years of tasting the bitter world
she only felt so tired and weak

she found herself a soothing potion
something to make her feel her best
like waves pouring from the ocean
she really loved to ride that crest

she didn't realize she was in so deep
the receding waves had the strongest tow
what this ocean takes, it will keep
sunken lives are found below

she found herself only treading water
it was getting harder to stay afloat
drowning like other sons and daughters
in distress, in the sea of dope

i wouldn't harm a living thing
besides a fly buzzing in my face
what good does killing do?
besides creating empty space

Let it speak, let it speak
let it tell if you're strong or weak
let it tell about your passions
let it tell about your week

let it speak, let it speak

let it talk, let it talk
let it sprout them legs and walk
let it take you around the world
let it fly like a hawk

let it talk, let it talk

let it go, let it go
let it outside and let it flow
let it pour right on out
let it wet the rocks below

let it flow, let it flow

I've spent a lot of time on this planet
watching these creatures who inhabit
they say god made it, and it's granted
god won't be the one to **** it

for every gun there's someone to man it
flies with barrels aimed at maggots
they build a fire, then they fan it
flames pull them in like a magnet

they **** each other, and they even plan it
on this planet where I have landed
mankind are the ones wreaking havoc
it's hard for me to understand it

if we are so closely related to primates, then why aren't they held accountable for throwing their ****, but we are?

looking back at my past
none of those hearts were ever mine
only the arrow was meant to last
embedded in my fractured spine

love lost is better than love never found
I see no difference in the two
hindsight is far less confound
foresight can be a hopeful fool

looking back at my past
only my heart was truly mine
love affairs, i've had my last
another broken valentine

looking out my window
at the cars and people going by
all of those blank looks on faces
makes me want to cry

wonder where they're going
i keep wondering where they've been
the tales unravel, they have traveled
to hell and back again

looking out my window
at the shells of bodies going by
all of those traces of places
makes me want to die

It's a fine line between wrong and right
the line divides like day and night
no grey defined, black or white
a mind that's blind or finds the light

it's a fine line between love and hate
someday it fades, then it's too late
maybe the way is decided by fate
some get to play and some always wait

"familiarity breeds contempt"
the same goes for game invites

I will say it and type it 100 times a day

Only the signal from the brain makes us sick or well. Our perception puts effectors into action and creates enzymes and other chemicals to **** germs or literally make us sick. This covid is all over the internet again. Disease and sickness are manufactured by the mind, just as it manufactures dopamine and other chemicals that make us feel better. If you tell a child cancer runs in the family, then that child will probably get cancer if they believe it. For leaders not to tell the truth, it shows the AMA and big pharma are calling the shots.

I used to have feelings
it seems like I even used to smile
so many dealings
I used to, but it's been a while

I used to be positive
I didn't even use the word "never"
life is causative
I haven't felt that way forever

I used to think clearly
my mind was as sharp as a tack
scarred severely
those days aren't coming back

if I had the ways and means
I'd take you sailing on a yacht
we would sail across the seas
but my heart is all I've got

if I had a million bucks
I'd buy a world just for you
a planet that is fit for us
where the sky is always blue

if I had the ways and means
I could get us our own spot
I could buy a lot of dreams
but my heart is all I've got

A new wind blows now in forgotten lands
people are rising, lifting their hands
change was seen and was headed their way
now they rejoice, with hope of a new day

a government of lies has been overthrown
a people find happiness in the unknown
what they knew before was greed and hate
with hearts and minds open, now they wait

the hopeful anticipation of a new regime
chains are lifted and they're free to dream
now they are waiting for a new day to dawn
as they cross invisible lines once drawn

what is the basis of love?
how is love really defined?
is it a real emotion, or only in our minds?

what is a real emotion?
which thoughts are best ignored?
what is already paid for is what we can't afford

where is love's premises?
how could I find the signs?
is it a real emotion, or only in our minds?

don't follow me to where i go
the freshest tracks in the snow

man made path of darkened steps
leading to insanity's effects

don't retrace steps of where i've been
stray away from where ice is thin

man made path of broken cracks
leading to where life had collapsed

television station, a stationary position
zombies wait for a commercial break
false stimulation ruins the transmission
eating our brains with waves so fake

It's all so cut and dry
drying up the tears i cry
crying as my fear is high
higher hopes are hard to buy
buying each and every lie
lying to myself for one more try
trying everything to fly
flying downward from the sky
skies that seem to say goodbye

is the joy of life felt within our first breath?
why do some grow to see the joy of ****?
every day. the last day is put to the test
some find less, is their "happy at best"

this quest has left many a man depressed
press reset at the hater's behest
at rest in our full metal jacket vest
blessed in all the ways we have messed

fulfillment kills when finally at ease
beautiful thing. must i say please?
regrets full of life, lived on our knees
who will be left to pollinate bees?

...

saving all questions for the grave
tells me that my death will be saved
coals made by fires we stave
hey man! i ain't gonna behave!

is the joy of life felt within our first breath?
i'm looking to find the joy of death

I heard a man yelling
he was walking toward me
he said he had a bone to pick
he said he had something for me

he starting pushing me
I pulled out my razor knife
I put it to his throat
I said "I'll take your life"

I looked into his eyes
fear is all that filled them
I told him not to move
if he had, I would have killed him

the mighty buffaloes still roam these plains
not in a natural way, but one controlled by man
whatever is offensive, we just change the names
whenever it's necessary, we change the genetic plan

life is so perfect on these hallowed grounds
not in a lasting way, but in the way we choose
whatever sounds inconvenient, we change the way it sounds
whenever we're dead and gone, our children pay our dues

I could win every poetry award
a conformity that I cannot afford
it might be ok for those who are bored
as for me, its not important to be adored

maybe I just belong in a ward
I dont respect any poetry board
time to score that umbilical cord
as for me, I'll just go on being ignored

What goes around comes around
around here that's what i found
found that they put you down
down so low it makes you frown
frown is worn just like a crown
crown the king, not the clown
clown me out and i am bound
bound to sink until i'm drowned
drowned in sorrow, tightly wound
wound up

when I feel the world on my back
it's like carrying a boulder
when an angel can't take away
the devil on my shoulder

the light only goes skin deep
in the eyes of this beholder
the darkness will always seep
the darker, the colder

I wake up in a shivering sweat
I feel like a wounded soldier
friendly fire can never ****
the devil on my shoulder

#bipolar #mentaldisorder  #insanity

you have to learn a lesson, before you can teach a lesson

lock the door, don't let him in
forgiveness means to not trust again
what has he done, where has he been
let him lose while we win

lock the door, keep him out
we still know what he's about
we are safe here, deep in doubt
we must let him do without

pieces scattered
from Ohio to Florida
figments or fragments
who I used to be
my thoughts are scattered
my mind tries to find
parts and pieces
that were left behind

We don't always get what we want

but we will always get what we don't want

by accepting that there's things we don't want, and leaving it alone, in case someone else wants it
we will always get what we want

We will also give by letting be

and everyone will always get what they want


don't let this get twisted by your ill logic and descending vine

she loved to lay in her bed
she also loved eating
let's all pity her because she ate too much
the fat is giving her a beating

now she needs help just to bathe
she can't reach her *******
let's give her a government check
let's let her moochie moochie

nevermind the starving ones
they aren't worth our thinking
they don't bring any sponsors
like the ones we watch, unblinking

I'm so tired, cant sleep, cant rest
resting is hard, with all this stress
stressful life, always put to the test
testing my patience, making me a mess

messing me up and keeping me down
downward thoughts, on the ground
grounded by the misery found
finding myself forever bound

close your eyes and think of this
a path through the meadow, box turtle's trail
to be down so low to the ground
living purely, dragging your tail
close your eyes and think of this
a retreat from this living hell
a place immune to the sights and sounds
you are safe inside your shell

you've been saved
now you should save every penny
take them to heaven
god doesn't have any

oh so you're bribing a judge?
son, i'm just making a funny
thanks for the gesture
i CAN make my own money

i give you all money
some just choose not to spend it
it has endless credit
THEY limit and then end it

if i'm your only inspiration
boy, you have it wrong
it shows that your mind is weak
your writing isn't strong

is this some kind of infatuation?
or your way to prolong?
put away your violin
i already heard that song

Go
go against the flow
do not go too slow
flow your own way

show
show them how you glow
glow inside and blow
blow them away

fly
fly as high as the sky
give it your best try
fly where you may

try
try with all your might
keep your goal in sight
do it today

win
win before you begin
make their heads spin
do not delay

then
then you feel good within
within your own skin
its a new day

What can they say about me that hasn't been said already
if words were really arrows, I'd be dead already
they can do their best to let dread fall steady
if they had their way they'd chop me up into red confetti

throw me into the air and make it a celebration
if words were like a country, I could sell a nation
they can do their best to try to derail my station
if they had their way I'd be in hell's elevation

I don't need you on my side
I can fight this world alone
take away all of my pride
I will still be flesh and bone

I don't need a loaded gun
I will use the song of birds
I will use rays of the sun
I will use my heartfelt words

I don't need you on my side
I can fight this world alone
when the blood and tears have dried
I will still be flesh and bone

Taste me
you have never tasted bitter before
face me
i am every bullet in every war
waste me
since you dont know what i am for

encase me
try to make me fit in a mold
embrace me
i will cut off the hand you hold
replace me
another card into the fold

erased me
you tried to take me away
defaced me
the image will always stay
disgraced me
the said already had its say

walking in the rain
he looks down at the street
***** tongues flapping
rubber soles of defeat

his lips are moving
they think he's insane
all he is doing
is talking to the pain

where is he going
he doesn't care
away from the closing
of doors in repair

those doors were slamming
right in her face
they fell off the hinges
he fell out of place

like a whisper in my mind
what are you trying to tell me
the path you say to try
the path they try to sell me

thoughts move to the front
these are not my voices
they are here to confront
how i make my choices

we only got to see the bad things that trump does, and not seeing the symbolism of just his name - a trumpet is called a trump in every older book, and language...if and when they show trump and others doing something good, they will change...wait...maybe buiding temples and motels in other countries is good

we frown upon it yet do similar things and the poorest people will vote for trump again...i don't vote because i have faith, and when you have faith, you know you'll be ok as a whole, even if they won't

we are all a potential jesus, and a potential god, and that's what they want us to be

brought to you by the whole me, with material to patch a hole in us

funded by no money, but learning what i thought i hated, but i loved....benjamin franklin used what they call witchcraft then, and i found my own craft through him...he was closest to god by taking what was in front of him...in fact it goes deeper...the theory of relativity was proven by franklin

Life is not a kind fight
when it's all for naught in hindsight
a darkness to remind light
a darkness that can really blind sight

I dont need a limelight
to climb to my own mind height
all I need is a sign bright
all I need is to make the time right

To whom it may concern:

Pray to me with envy and greed
on your knees of treachery
soak in sin to feed your needs
plant for me, the demon seed

bring to me, the most and least
feed them from a deceiving feast
I trade torture for your peace
you have pleased the evil beast

PS.
serpent hiss and belly crawl
I work for the god that you apall
I'm your friend until you fall
waiting for sin to **** you all

your friend, Satan

Snow caps gleam like lighthouse beams
to a drifting vessel, all alone
the sights I see in all my dreams
now, I am coming home

the forest floor beckons me more
than concrete streets, hard as stone
what's in store, more than before
finding dreams on my own

don't go in there
I have a bad feelin
that's where you'll die
where you'll get your killin

there's a man in there
with a look in his eye
don't go in there
or that's where you'll die

he came a lookin
he's lookin for you
don't go in there
whatever you do

don't go in there
I have a bad feelin
that's where you'll die
where you'll get your killin

It takes an optimist to make a pessimist, and a pessimist to make an optimist. Neither one is always right.

counting on an education
it's like counting up to ten
following the mental regulation
it's like going up, then down again

the dream of a reputation
turns into a nightmare life
flying on wings of trepidation
it only leads to falling on a knife

Thank you for what i am receiving
receiving me with open arms
arms that have loved before
before they were pushed away
away we go into another place
place your heart into my hands
hands that long for you
you will love again i am certain
certain things are for sharing
sharing time with you feels good
good feelings i feel right now
now i feel like i have a plan
plan to spend your life smiling
smiling is the way to be
be ready