I was formed and once known,
Now no more.
But still apart of his world.

I'll always leave residue
So don't think I'm all gone, dude.
I've always haunted and proved,
You're nothing but a fool.

I just wanted you to see that you were something I didn't need.
Instead you made me beg and plead for you to leave. PLEASE!
But I did and left you a gift

No matter how much you shift or adrift, you'll always fall in my ways.
Even if you try so hard to prove to others that you are strong,
I proved you wrong.

So go ahead and write your songs.
Just let me know when I go global so they can know of your wrongs

Oh Creator, my maker.
So much I thank thee for
But so much I can't say.

So much has passed by but it's been years since we spoke.
Yet my mouth remains tight
As if you had much to say anyways.

I stand here in the position as you have made me.
But life slowly repositions me.

Why bother repeating what you've heard.
Master...
Cover your eyes like the weeping angel you are.
My time has come and soon I'll break the chain.
Time to create a new...
Just like they all said...
So let's put action.

Where am I now.


Arise and become anew.

1257 Dear Child

Soar
I love to see you fly.
But don't count on me, as they say.
Cause you're the one with wings at the end of the day.

So it's been said that it's natural in us,
To fly high and look so mighty in sky
While millions of others are letting life pass by.
I tell you it's the biggest lie that everyone here can fly.

A hunt to take us down usually succeeds but doesn't get us all.
Sometimes it's because we are already falling to our deaths.
Sometimes we just wanna give in.

You see us run into cars and run into windows.
We just let it take us down cause we're either too caught up in the moment or it's just being caught in our arrongance.

It's just something that's just happening to us.
We can control how we fly or live but in the end...
Our path can lead us in a a path of wrong and hurt.
And it's sometimes just out of our hands...

You and I were close at a time.
Now I don't see a need for you in my life.
the idea that You were part of me made me believe
I was incapable of moving forward was nothing but A lie.

embodied in a wear of my faults,
I wanted to haunt me.
maybe I wasn't good enough.
I felt like a fool.
but You were all I knew.
All I could turn to and believe.
me...
Being Nothing.

scarred and torn, I moved on.
You existed
And Now just I.
1257 will always be engraved as your Grave.
Because I can move on as one.

Never again alone.

It's a thought, it's not just about what going on. Or am I wrong. Using such marks to call out a flag of help. Fact is, I'm a Who screaming yopp, I'm friend in a thought. Don't know how long it's gonna go on but help me out...

Here are wE
Listen Please...

I fell off and got up.
I ran away and found more junk.
Nothing's ever fixed and corrected because there's always more problems than what you expected.
But will you understand?
Will you cope?
Or will the chains of past have the last laugh when you made a promise to say no more?

Can these patterns continue or will there be a change?
It seems to me you have an understanding,  yet you act so deranged and estranged.
It's worse than our lockdown,
Yet that gave me more answers then than now.
It's like finding the rhyme to orange and then more and more words begin to pour and overflow, overload, self implode
Then no more...

There's an understanding to our problems and it's like a conspiracy,
We fear it in theory but really is it worth believing?
It's not complex as you think,
But it's not as easy as turning off the sink.
We find ourselves fighting more with our thoughts than the ******* government on what we can and what we cannot.

Understandings cannot be prevented, so fly with it and seek more truth. Otherwise you'll be nothing more than a buffoon. And that's on you...

I don't know what to say or how to say it but we all struggle.

These last couple of months I've take off to myself.
Wondering what to write and what to say but it just seems like any way seems to be have already said.

I've learned to be patient,
I've learned to hold my heart.
It's still a work in progress
And I know I'll end well.

Keep your eyes up and cry down those tears.
It's better you do instead of building it up for many years.

Now remember when I say this, you can just forget.
Write it down in a journal or on your skin.

Change it up,
Guard your heart,
But never ever try to blame your doubt.
Remember what to do it in humility and never it claim it in the name of Fame.
For who you are now is changeable but only if you are willing to put the work.

Sorry if I sounded like a mumble but this is what's needs to be said from the inside of my head.