I find myself wanting to,
protect the world,
save those from evil,
stop sick disgusting people.
I want to rid this world of its sick desires,
I want to destroy you, I want to **** you, you who are scared of my words.
My words may scare you but you should be terrified of my swords,
I could command a army of hordes,
ready to come in and swarm,
on sick disgusting worms.

The season's
in treason
against the breathing
and breeding
of we  men,
because we believe  in
decreasing
the seeding
of trees  and
plants feeding.

A young boy embodied by an astral divine race
malevolence was his only relevance to those who shared his features
deceptive ways of an extra
dimension
manipulation of the time
distorted thoughts of happy and numb
love
money
power
greed
***
drugs
madness, making its revolutions in his mind like Broadway hotel doors
correcting his ways with wrongs
never changing
like a caterpillar, in his cocoon.
In my crystal transition,
loving those who hate
hating no one other than himself
destroying his mind body and soul
apathetically trying to find the strength to love himself
until one day
the butterfly releases from his tomb
to fly away to a distant galaxy
where not even gravity has control over him
until that day
I sit here
typing
hoping there is someone who will reach out to this caterpillar

They call me into the room
They absorb me into their essence
I materialize into their being.

They say
YOU WILL MARRY ME HERE!
I wake up from the dream.
I still feel them holding onto my inner thigh
Grasping
HIGHER
until literally they are squeezing my unmentionable
I lay in apathy
I notice I'm alone, in my room.
I have no fear for these entities
quite literally I could care less
When I die I will be
**FREE

The flesh  desires,
the soul/spirit  convicts,
and the mind  decides.

I'm far from filling this vacant void,
this depth is undoubtedly nothing,
I'm not anything more than I appear,
in fact I'm much less than what you think.

This empty menu with no orders,
I have no customers to serve,
I'm just a motionless wheel turning,
held in the air with no direction.

We do it out of spite,
inside lies a angry child.
spitting his words of denial,
he ran with wolves he was wild.

He flew like a disconnected  kite,
out a 7 story building window.
He tried to fit in and speak the kids lingo,
but he was one of many losing a blackout game of bingo.

He fought the good fight,
but tonight he threw in the towel.
When someone tried to stop him he replied with a growl,
as he flew out that 7 story window he flew down to the ground with a howl.

Can't we just for tonight pretend this boy,
that this boy,
lives inside us,
he died within us.
His heart was broke,
like a wheel without a spoke,
he missed the times and was made into a joke.

It can be real
It can make things artificial
I don't get things right the first time

My hypothesis it's that I will,
Make corrections when It's far to late

Transitions moving from and too
Waiting for a purpose.

Say that quitters never win.....

You gotta quit,
LOSING
to start winning.

I have something,
I had nothing,
but now I have something.
Believe me when I say,
"You can achieve anything, all your dreams, all your hopes, you got the ability just keep your will strong and no matter what always aim for your goal."
We can do this, just believe in yourself.

When you walk through the river, I will be with you.
When you walk through the ocean, those waves will not overtake you.
When you go through the fire, those flames they will not touch you.
I will be with you.
You are mine.

"If you feel your dream is dying
Hold tight
You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget you only get what you give. "