Bro1: ..... you look like you got hit by a TRAIN!!!! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!?!
Bro2: I pulled a gun on God.
Bro: ...what? where's the gun?
1: I don't frigging know.
2: you look like you got mauled!! How are you alive?!?!
1: turns out God is just a fighter. Not a killer. I love you.
2: ......what the hell happened to you?
1: I just told you.
2: what did you drink......
1: let's just say I will be hung over for. eternity. I love you.
2:.......you're scaring me.
1: and you're scaring me too.

were all here right now, why are we searching for the proof.
you love money, money doesn't love you too.
I can't believe the way we do this, down to the roots.
the tree isn't dead, but it bears no fruits.

We live in a time where people forget their family ties.
On pursuit of a new look.
We forget our friends birthdays until it pops up on Facebook.
Complaining is a new way to get through the day,
and we deny that we feel not so great.
Keeping real friends is a complex campaign,
and we look away when passing a new face.
The past can be held against us,
No matter our accomplished steps.
We wake wishing for luck,
and go to sleep in a mess.
We forget our own hearts.
We let our heads cloud our time.
People beg for loose change.
People walk right by.
Others give them a chance, to stop begging and work.
Some gladly accept.
Some stay in the dirt.
This life is a test. Please stand by.
The answer is not death.
The question is not life
We live in a time where people forget their family ties.
On pursuit of a new look.
We forget our friends birthdays until it pops up on Facebook.
This life is a test. Please stand by.
The answer is not death.
The question is not life
~B-Hypez

I burnt my scar today
To see if it still peels
The mirror looks away
Through the shed of my blank tears

Through my depression zones
The only thing I've known
No one truly cares
We all die alone

So what have i become
My sweetest friend
Everyone i know, goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My whole pile of dirt
I will let you down, i will make you hurt



You really don't have anything to fear.



I wear this crown of bones
Upon my scorching skin
Memories of old
Broken days of sin
Beneath the stains of time
The pain still feels
You are someone else
I have disappeared

So what have i become
My sweetest friend
Everyone i know, goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
I don't know what its worth
I will let you down, i will make you hurt

If i could start again
A billion planets away
I would keep myself
I would find my faith

Well,
Ive done it again .


I am my own worst enemy,
Like im my worst friend.

Its like i am my own demon.
Plauging my own name.

How do i defeat this demon.
If its in my own body i wake.

I am my own demon.
Causing my own hell.
I cannot see a reason,
Is what it tells me well.

Sometimes i lose my angels,
They have to keep a range.

Thats because this demon,
Is in control and playing games.

But these games are not safe.
There dangerous, they can cause pain.

After every tempation implyed,
The sin just brings my bane.

Sorry to all whom i hurt.
Says the real me;
Hidden inside, restrained in chains.
While this demon runs a muck.
Thats my true pain.

Its like i am my own demon.
I hurt, again and again.
But the real me just wants love.
To give and feel, in the end.

How do i defeat this demon,
If the mirror says its me.

Because killing this demon,
Would seal me to pain, worse,
Than this purgatory.

They say Gods alive,
And that the Father , He will talk.

If ive heard any thing, its that with
My angels i will walk.

But how from all That they can protect me from.
Can the save me from this demon.
From which i wish to run.

The answer i know not,
But still i must fight with what i got.

A broken heart, racing mind and body of sloath

Mind circles thoughts.
Heart feels lost,
Body is weak and my spirit,
Feels wroth.

Im sorry to those ive hurt.
Says the real me,
The real heart.

But i just might end up there again,
Even though i hate its end.
It doesnt make friends..

Enemies will be sent,
But it just cant be helped at times,
Says the demon of such a wretch.

How do i defeat once again in life,
The demon that comes around.
If the real me just wishes silently.
Making not a sound.


Well, ive done it again

Why do we fall.
is it gravity that gives us our weight.
do we pin ourselves down with the stress.
does gravity fall, or are we planting ourselves to this.
why do we fall.

must we have so little to offer.
when all fails for us we ask of others.
yet we've given to little to receive.
and the cycle repeats.
must we have so little to offer.

are we even alive.
countless strangers could change your life.
countless friends become strangers.
must we play a theater in our head
towards the person across the room.
why is the word "introduced" so scary to adults,
yet we must teach or children to not talk to strangers.
I learned later in life that i wish i could talk to this stranger beside me.
are we even alive.

we've fallen.
angels without wings.
birds without beaks we seek.
and seek to the point we doubt the existence of our goals.
we even doubt the possibility of our potential.
we are limitless, us humans.
we could each change the world. its the main reason we struggle.
the truth of growth towards the sky is we've all been to the bottom.
we've fallen.

why do we fall.
just to rise.
must we have so little to offer.
are we even alive.
we've fallen.
just to rise.

Fallen does not mean an end to life.

These are no actions.
These words will fade in time.
No matter who reads them.
Not just because they rhyme.

Action makes history.
Remembered for centuries.
Words always fade.
Even when promised sincerely.

It matters not what year it is now.
It does not matter who is now what age.
If all your dreams hit the ground.
If all whom you love fade.

Phases..phases..phases
All around me.

Being humans trying to hard.
Humans trying hard not to be.
Evil is afflicted on the innocent.
That the masses don't stop nor even see.

Evil won't destroy the world.
Those who watch and doing nothing will indeed.

There's people who still think of you.
Yet from introduction you did not feel.
There's people who still long for you.
But their name from your mind you killed.

Why are we truly here.
Why are we all baffled.

I don't have an answer.
In fact don't let anyone say they do after.

A man sacrifices health to make money.
Then sacrifices money to reciprocate his health.
Is so bent on getting lucky.
That he forgets his own wealth.
Worries about the future.
Thus does not enjoy the present.
Clings to the past.
Although it happened when he was eleven.

End of such being he lives not in the present.
Or future.
He lives as if he will never die.
Then he dies.
Never having truly lived.

Are you still reading this.
A screen will never trump outdoors.
Are they at least feeling this.

God gave us it all.
Yet a man asks for more.
So here we are.
The so said year of light.

Yes here we are.
No where near the end of this fight.
Indeed here we are.
Strangers walk each other by at all times.

Oh yes here we are.
Loving money.

And wondering why we do not feel alive.

You were made to touch the heavens.
You could change the very earth.
Yes you.
And this is why the very world tells you your duties worth.

Here we are God.
On a world first made free.
Here we are my love.
Killing each other to make peace.


What if I told you.
Some things are designed to break.
Oil rigs.
Government support.
Especially what the world says you should make.
What if I told you.
You knew your destiny as a child.

Brainwashed since.
Told offence.
  Now you work.
at a restaurant called wings gone wild.

What if I told you....
The world won't disclose the truth.
  And if it gets out.
The billions of us will up rise without a clue.

What if I told you.

Something is truly wrong.

Not with you.
But the world.

In which we rent until were truly home.
And Not a moment before.

And so we stay strong in the fight.

Did you know that stranger on the bus.
Could very well change your life.

What if I said at last.
that the truth is the world is lying.

What if I disclosed they have all cures.
while millions are meaninglessly dying.


The truth is that its a lie.
The lie is their telling the truth.

The next time you get a call.
Tell them what they mean to you.

Faith
Faith
Faith
Faith

Is the only hope we have to escape the test of earth.
But
Hate
Hate
Hate
Hate in your heart that leaves not.

Is the worlds endeavor.

Not to love each other.
But to never escape the curse.