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EmperorOfMine Jun 2020
Question, Butterfly;
How does it feel to be seen as better,
Because you are the prettier family member,
I'm pretty,
Because you're delicate,
I'm delicate,
Because you're a symbol,
I have meaning,
Tell me, how do you feel,
Looking down on me...

I will not be used as a symbol of the misunderstood,
Treated like a monster because I am from the hood,
When I, too, had a dream that the world changed,
Where the street was safe for everyone because we were together,
No one was hungry, because the food didn't go to waste,
And there was less stress because we slowed down our pace,
I dreamed of a world were we progress,
Hatred is called out, challenged, defeated, history wasn't repeated,
The future wasn't a dream, but the present,
Thankful for the day we have, the day we will have.
No longer feeling entitled to anything, but humble and grateful,
I accept the world for what it is, but it must progress,
For if it is to be a world I desire to live in, it must change,
It will change,
I will see to it that it does, so long as I live on it.
And my change is for progression.
We will move forward,
We will live,
In the name of love,
In the light of peace,
I am determined.
EmperorOfMine Jun 2020
Stones; collected by the lonely,
Gripped, forgotten, until they're one with their bodies,
Held with regret, hoping that their actions reset time,
Rewind; a pause in time set into motion when they're blind,
Kindly following their fate, toward, in line,
No crime like living accordingly to what was given to you,
Lacking the resources to live, a limitation unacceptable,
Surging little fires everywhere, losing control,
Capsizing that within the power, how do you feel?
How does it feel to feel out of control,
Linking all wrongdoing to the under controlled,
Bold; making out the obvious in pain the villain,
Smoke rising, the war isn't over, because you've yet to see it,
This wasn't meant to be a war, nor an argument, but a call out,
We challenge the monsters that stand up when we've fallen;
We will sing till you repeat our words subconsciously,
And once you realize what you've done,
It'll only be a matter of time when the silly game you made,
It's a game that you lost, and it's a game that we have won.
We are undefeated. Determination inevitably makes us winners.
EmperorOfMine May 2020
They were opened,
Revealing a world in constant motion,
Colored and coated with this commotion,
Gripped and grabbed by the chosen,
Opened, but blinded,
Taken and tried, ignited,
A time before, I didn't mind it,
But now I mind it

I was better together and intact,
But now I wonder if I have even my own back,
Always feeling so stuck in this reality,
Confined, is this how it's supposed to be?

Feels like a day that lasts forever,
Losing time, guess erase the never,
Where did my mind go, lost my sanity,
Could I do anything to finally be free?

Could it be any better, I always ponder,
Maybe this is a test disguised as a taunter,
I feel it's getting harder to clearly even see,
Feelings confined in things that used to be normal to me...
Ever just feel stuck in reality, as if all options were thrown out of the window, leaving you trapped in your own mind...?
EmperorOfMine May 2020
Curiosity is an oddity
To desire to know
A gift and a curse
One may willingly bestow
And to touch the knowledge of death
May it's satisfaction bring about life
May no mind in love with knowledge
Be killed off, in the name of strife
Curiosity, a game to behold as true
Authentic in its nature
But to be sure, that's not entirely true
Like a tree, like love, it has many branches
As each branch forms a full tree
Curiosity could be built on fear
Or the lust to unravel the mystery
And not always the one who is curious satisfied
Maybe they come out taller than they once were
A gem in itself, a miracle
Allowed a story untold before to occur
EmperorOfMine May 2020
Quiet, he watches
And silently, he sings with the wind
As the sun kisses his face, sprawled over the comfort of a chair
What is it he's thinking
Not much crosses his mind these days
It may be my doing, but let him live
My familiar, protecting me softly
What a wonder, a creature you are
As I observe you, from a distance
I wonder, what is it that you see
<3
EmperorOfMine May 2020
Clipped by the cage you're confined in,
Dark and compliant, a conflicted life of air,
All faces remembered, those who are in debt to the raven's snare,
Inspired by shadows that lurk in the sun, the ones with many sins,
You have a story to tell, but one mustn't dwell,
You will sing your family's name, let it echo like a bell,

Caged raven...what is it you think?
EmperorOfMine May 2020
I've been thinking about you
Casually conversating about to-dos
Flashing images serenading me
You're a friend I wish I could see
But you only sing in my head
Out in the world, I'm never said
So I ponder alone, in a drugged-out dread
Laughing in a corner with my only friend
As the world falls over, and so does my bed
I'm in my head with my only begotten friend.
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