A wise man from the sky Not buddha But hippocrates Comes back to wrong the wrongs Of those like mengele While the Chakra Float overs his head Indicted the Highest intelligence And wisdom
Dear Unfollower I have a medical condition With a name and That name is Post traumatic stress disorder If you don't Enjoy or Like the things I Write about then Forever hold you peace Thank you
One night I was On the computer It was late And I can feel my mind Playing tricks on me The note pad popped up with buddha Init and a funky sun The ripples came into the oddness Was I dreaming
As the light hit s the out line over her face Just by the outline That this is A tortured Soul both Spiritually And physically For she Had childhood trauma in her life But as broken as she is She tougher than leather Ans wants to live life
As I sit in my seat On the 373 I see the clouds turn pink and purple then out of nowhere I see this forest with the Big Dipper poking through The forest roof "***"
The sky Is cotton candy The forest dark And pitch black As as the sun sets The clearing Gets pixelized Turning A simple camping trip Into a vaporwave adventure
There is no brain in The human anatomy Or it shouldn't be called A brain More like a hyper active Squirrel that won't shove it And chill But that how i Feel About My "brain"
This morning as I Step outside To go to the pub I See something unusual It's midday Blue skies and I can see the great Dipper Parallel to my house...... Strange.
Love intensifies Many a passion And desires As we talk on imvu My love I keep falling deeper and Deeper In love with You With every chat and kiss I grow more passionate And protective of our love.
As you Create me With a cut of the scalpel And a stitch he and some potion You fall in love with me As you made my being How can I express my love Will be this difficult one Gentle doctor.
At night he Comes to Be with me And to love me He speaks of marriage And family But by breakfast time I am heart broken For he has Left for his job And god only knows
One night God and the great satan Were in the graveyard Hoping To Switch And trade souls From the Blessed And from the ****** The blessed when to paradise And The ****** Where cast Into the hell fire Every Halloween.
When I was In catholic school This is what the people Students And teachers looked like For they thought That's what I true looked like To them I say I am beautiful And brilliant In my own way.
Hill Morty I just want you To kiss me Softly and gently Under the moon On the hospital roof In the light Of the moon Like you said you would And see that sparkle In your eyes as we kiss Passionately.
As I walk down the street Everying And everyone is n Pixels That I head to my car And see that it is covered in cherry blossoms With the hell I say with a smile Get in and drive.
One Monday morning On the way to Work A young Man And An older Gentleman Talk The conversation Would blossom Into Friendship And the words exchange Will impact the young man Forever.
I walk to fight The demons Of the past That I fight inside me So I go out for a walk I the hopes that this battle Royale Can ease off But sometimes It does ease And some times the painfull drama previails So I take another walk.