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matus michael Jul 2020
Born in a graveyard, a place where talent and ambition are buried; a place were reality and dreams cannot be married...
Born In a land shaped like question mark; a curse made our skin dark....
Our skin Is covered with the colour of the blind; fictitious concepts fills the mind...
When the mind Is a prison without bars; thoughts are dark as a night without stars...
When the seed of fear Is planted deep into the thoughts; the tree of hope bears fruits of doubts...
When I tookoff the black goggles clouding beauty from sight; the devil vanished like a shadow in the night...
When I picked up the pieces of a broken heart on the floor; I realized trust Is like seeking safety In a room without a door...
With a pessimistic mindset, I jumped in the river just to avoid the rain; drowning in a river of liquor just to bury the pain...
A murderous soul covered in clothed of righteousness like a Catholic nun; a liar shine bright like an angel standing next to the sun...
Why learn these *** positions when Life has been ******* Us in every way; for proud monkeys In a dying tree, death Is rest and living is a heavy price to pay...
Jul 2020 · 28
I'm a survivor
matus michael Jul 2020
All the evil I saw would melt a heart made of stone...
Grew up in a home full of smiles and kisses,yet I felt alone...
I had friends many as hair in the head,when the storm came,everyone was gone...
I'm a survivor,I made it out of every storm without a broken bone...
I'm a survivor
Jul 2019 · 151
Walking Alone
matus michael Jul 2019
Walking Alone

Allow your broken heart to heal and begin to love yourself
It is with this alone that you will find the truest wealth
Walking alone Is strength
Thinking for yourself Is freedom

Listen

When friends were busy in the street chasing bread,I stayed in my room planning of a way to get the all bakery...
To walk alone Is bravely...
Many are bribed to stop chasing their dreams with money they call a salary...
To walk with the majority is slavery...
To follow the mass Is gravely...
When you think for yourself,you free yourself mentally...
Life is too short to follow blindly...
The toughest opponent Is life,this opponent does not fight fairly...
Even unprepared life attacks heavily...
Quitting Is not an option face every battle patiently...
Walk through your words practically...
Stand next to the sun,be the hottest and shine brightest like the planet mercury...
To be honest brutally...
Don't be like brothers that get the paper and turn on the maker suddenly...
Remember every miracle vividly...
Don't let love skip your memory...
Forgive easily...
Act kindly...
And rest peacefully...

Allow your broken heart to heal and begin to love yourself
It is with this alone that you will find the truest wealth
Walking alone Is strength
Thinking for yourself Is freedom
You ain't real unless you stop chasing friends...
Thinking for yourself,make your own plans...
Jul 2019 · 90
b.a.r.s
matus michael Jul 2019
"Bars"

"baking another rhyming style"

It's funny how people disrespect bee's after tasting the sweetness of honey
How friend's turn into snakes in the grass when the topic is money

Listen...

Betrayal makes family and lovers separate like the letters A and Z on the alphabet...
Life is full of ups and downs, let the ups encourage you to pray and meditate...
Life is too short to walk in other people's shoes, love yours don't imitate...
Our time on earth is really short like the morning dew that quickly it evaporate...
Keep on pushing the trial and error switch until your dreams actuate...
If you wish to make it from the basement to the roof,learn to take the stairs and let lazy people
elevate...
Blow like a suicide bomber until all your enemy's evacuate...
If you write, rhyme and sing always impress like it's your first date...
Doesn't matter if you are a ghetto child cause I have seen rotten seeds germinate...
When people try to sleep on your talent, let passion be your air and your dreams will never
suffocate...
Don't edit out the struggle in your music or poetry,struggle makes true fans relate...
A grateful mind Is a powerful mind so even when your enemy's win just congratulate…
To be honest,I cannot write like Robert Frost and john keats...
I just create my own writing style...

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