I tried to change
i really tried to ****** change
I would be fleeing but my being has been ****** and chained ;
mad strange how your lover choose to do you
Words stab through you like the pins in the doll voodoo ;
tryna groove with some blades in your back ;
Is like - tryna sit with some **** in your crack..
He showed love to the almighty creator
in hopes he could cope nd be something much greater
Saw the signs later ;
when god hit a fade away
later days resulted in pain in some major ways..
He often waved to the sky
to say hi and bye to his brothers who had died...
We could learn from the leaves on the trees
cooperating with the breeze when its time to appease
Some days some lay in the dirt and decay
while you ***** about your coffee at the nearest cafe..

You find a shoddy person
use them as a home
For your heart to rest
and call that place its own
Often your evicted
These landlords are the worst
love can be a blessing
More often its a curse..

White flag danced for days
the bullets didn't hit
They only slightly grazed
Retreated in the maze
to formulate some plays
His brothers left him last
absorbed inside their ways..

Aint nuthin changed
still the same ***** head shaggy soul deranged
its strange ; i swore that i was out my devils range
my piece of pie lost for clarity i exchanged
In pain ; but i know that im not alone
wouldn't call depression a first world problem
They got em ; right where they want em all confused
your everything to gain will be everything you lose
Obtuse ; to that main stream y'all been drinking
The propaganda strong , i long to change your thinking..

Friends dip off
Guess they wasn't homies
dont be comin back and actin cool as if you know me
Unholy
I swear to god y'all ****** make it hard
fearing letting others slip up underneath my guard
God;
i pray that you would give me all the strength
I pray that you would work me through my troubles like a shrink
to think;
I valued your existence as a gem
To think that you would label me another one of them
Its cool;
As if i could play karma for a fool
i did the same to others used my brother as a tool...

Used to think that i would know y'all forever
used to bank on y'all whenever my depression would sever
Used to be my crutches when i lacked the muscle to walk
back when devils stalked my being mind outlined in chalk...

I wish y'all the best
i still harbor all the love that i once held in my chest
i revoke you from that special place inside of my mind
the area my most ambitious demons struggle to find..

I often tried to fly
Like Icarus i pummel toward the ground from the sky..

They say if you dont love your brother your no child of god
i found myself chasing the being that had made me odd
fumbling along the way because the path is skinny
I wish for more every day as if i was Timmy

I know constantly you watched me let you down
distract myself with nonsense while my soul drags on the ground..
Getting high to run from my depression
Its gotten good at climbing without question;
I learned my lesson

If you would have asked me bout my purpose long ago
I sure wouldn't have said it was to save my brothers souls
I probably would have said to live and die another man
not to place the peace and love inside my brothers hands

Im tryna to be more loving
I feel it from above
olive branch clasped in the toes of a dove
I used to hate so much
I let it rot my core
No longer in my temple
I wish to hate no more..

I planted many seeds of hate in my past
I watched them bust through my walls
hoping my house wouldn't crash

I tried to save you but the tide was too strong
Feather lost in the wind;
my gut was right all along

My hopes were hardly grounded;
They flew into the breeze
managed to grasp my dreams nd stuff em past my pocket seems

I watched how greed destroyed you
I watched pedals expand;
into flowers that resembled ones which sliced my hands

Everybody wants to be the greatest
The pressure on the lesser has us aching to be weightless
Some are quit indifferent
They fight until they die
Others go through life never questioning why

Coming down frown the clouds but im not a deity  
let these monkeys of my back they make a mess exceedingly;
He was tryna get ready
They spin ya mind in circles like the fork in the spaghetti;
Leading kids astray nowadays like the piper
Foolish if you feeling condescending cuz your skins lighter

He often dreamed of a place
Where status wasn't governed by your money or your ''race''
Where humans left their gripes in the dirt with the dead
Instead of slicing brothers throats to eat and get ahead

Fools jump head first in the cesspool
i watched as i watched as the pigs hunt the wolves
Cool
Over clarity he often drooled ,
That temptress mad **** less your mind was made a tool.

His consciousness was spry , like how your third make you when you bout to die.
Why oh why dont we all get along ,
instead of dancin wrong to the fat lady song.

Trying to be everything thats is great inside of me
while life is cutting carefully the pieces i held pridefully..
my being was like driftwood , your love was like the sea
you strung me like a raft, and then you set me free.

Usually asleep when the sun says hi ,
most times high when the sun says bye.
Lost a couple brothers
i often wondered why ,
while crushed beneath depression under clouds in the sky..
Picked a couple flowers
they wilted in his hands.
While walking through the valley that was sadly ***** by man.

All my feeling had been shoved in the ground ,
all though then i could not taste a hint of love to be found.
Birds and bees , figs and berries ,
Shepherds and lambs ,
Eating what is fed to them from palms of westerners hands..
Some will be articulate in representing their fam ,
Others get disrespected tryna survive amongst man..

If life was like the sea i would be floating with ease ,
when your figure heads a puppet mason highest degree..
I wish to hold the Sun so i can no longer see -
this evil that protrudes and eats the soul out of me...
Funny how we judge or kin as if our flaws were never there.
America will step on you as if you weren't there.
This way of shiest is in our blood as if we never cared ,
Hyenas deep they jump the lions life was never fair..

Feds progress and death will meet in the middle
like how the bow touches the string when you be playin the fiddle.
Or maybe how your faces touch when you be locking your lips.
I hope Mj  up in heaven screaming rockin his hips.
I hope Martin luther is speakin bout dreams that he lived ,
Ideas of peace cannot sustain the the change from pain that we give..

As a sprout ,
I watched my elders burned to the ground
As a pup ,
I watched the other dogs eat each other
As a boy ,
I questioned wether people need each other
constantly backstabbing and beating on one other..
The spider and the frog do it better than my brothers,
sucker fish and sharks do it better than you sons of mothers..

As a seed ,
I watched my father die off inside
Watched him struggle to provide the walls in which i reside.
As a pawn ,
The powers cut me down like a lawn
For some the grass is very green iv only dirt to stand on...
Trying my very hardest , the existential dread spreads its wings inside regardless. If only it could fly, away with all my rage. A bird is cramped inside, My soul a shoddy cage.

Will you be empowered or devoured by the madness?
The victor rights his story while the loser basks in sadness,
Keep your homies closer, closer then before.
Who knows whats to come, deaths an open door.

He spent his days searching for a place where he could be,
found solace in a tree tall adjacently
What am i to do, iv long lost track of time
As im looking down, the ground i cannot find
You yourself have chosen , i wish that it was me..
But holding something down simply means it isnt free..
Unsure of what to do, residing in your branches
Ions from the ground , miles away from answers.

Comforting for me,
Blood curdling for others.
I do not wish to die,
Dont wish this on your brothers.
Slowly i discovered,
As truth would rear its head.
The living aren't all living,
The perished aren't all dead.

Wealthiest are fed while standing tall amongst their idols,
Sacrifice the weak to hold a place amongst their rivals.
I hope we see the patterns,
Before they rob us blind.
They leave a trail of crumbs,
so you may creep behind..

Everyone is looking to be whole..
Are we not beautifully broken ?

Open your eyes, Open your eyes..
Obvious lies..
Deceit
Repeat it again..
Grief will echo in the lands from inside of the pen,
No one has a limb to lend but they might try pretend
watch your friends, watch your friends..
Like they were your enemies..
many of us go through life concealed by false identity
Give Mlk a holiday when really he's their enemy.
Give a nation death then give it life then give it living fees..

Teaching you that villains came and actually saved the day..
Showing you a different face to beg for dreams and pray ..
Teaching you that money is a substance that is needed
Teaching you that marionettes are to be headed..

Its become obvious that the one percent is dominant
The wounds that bless our backs remind us of your evils prominence..
My sight fills me with fright as it is easily deceived
What is life when my brothers make me  wanna leave.
What is strength when these crutches hold me up so high.
What is truth when you can't detach it from the lies.
What is positivity with poison in the skys.
What is optimism when they do not head your cries..

If there is a god i hope he made you for me
Beauty stretched across your temples land and sea..

Lack of determination
Forced starvation mentally
Perpetuate the cycle
Kept in chains essentially
Non visible to eyes
The plan that they'v devised
Is far above the skys
Look up at your demise.

Trained to lust and starve
This time the fields are different
No wounds from picking peaches
No severing of arms
Chickens without heads
unknowing of the farms
how can you pick up arms
with no sense of alarm?

Slowly losing faith
I know i should be patient
Pushing love away
I know im far from gracious
i do not judge the fall
or victims of the struggle  
death will speak to yours
theres no time to rebuttal.

Born into a hustle
Formed from vicious greed
Founded on the dead
Depriving weak of needs
All these thirds are closed
Their eyes kept on the prize
The prize is on a string
Youll never reach the lies.

Gazing at you from a window that i know you'll never find,
By the time you get here i will surely be blind.

All for one always did come before one for all,
If brothers fall theres more to go around..
If you go around you'll notice that you need more money to go around..
All for one before i decide if I'm ready to give all to some.
All for i so my kids can live well when i die.
All for me so i can see where the riches lie.
All forever mine as the people bend with brittle spines..

Sit and watch the breeze pass
poison for recreation
Blame the feds after long awaited debilitation
Sit and watch the breeze pass
poison for education
Blame the feds after long endured deprivation
Sit and watch the breeze pass
weaker state of mind
Understanding nothing ever at this point and time
Sit and watch the breeze pass
surprised your still alive
Eating what the fed has to offer to the blind
Sit and watch the breeze pass
Laughing at your kin
Knowing nothing new..
a bush under your chin..

The clutches of depression are similar to trigon
It squeezes till you die then devours you like a python
I wish ages ago that bygones could be bygones
But hands where chopped for gold
Lives were lost for land
So others could expand..
Cold..
You learn to dress in layers
Pray to gods of choice
And hope they peep your prayers..

On the days where your sun is dim and your moon is blinding..
Those times where hope is thin and your faith is dying..
Cherish the glimmer of the homie that is usually bright,
Rejoice in subtle peace where nations war in the night..
Eat from trees forbidden that you know to be wrong..
Gain the knowledge and the power to be free from the pen,
Gain the strength and the vitality to overextend..
Learn the pathways of the wolves and you will never be eaten,
Surround your hill with kings and you will never be beaten..
Stare into the sun and you will surely go blind..
Or maybe you'll see things differently than how their designed..
As if nature ever had anything to say..
As if people are zealously kind hearted today..
As if all nations stopped their bickering..
As if the senseless death aint sickening..
As if the money from the 1 percent is trickling...
Listening to the earth,
You hear a lot of tails.
Looking at the dirt,
There are endless blood trails..

Pressure in the ses pool..
Relax my child unwind..
I hope you wish to climb,
For the larger wish to dine.
They season you with hate..
Mix you with dillusions..
So no one really knows..a viable solution..

Sleep is for the weak
Were all just u's and i's..
Trying to get by with our slivers of the pie
I hope that soon i die
Pray to RNGesus
My brothers leave me crippled and i might as well be speechless..

Walls closing in as if their implementing tactics
Monkeys throwing wrenches which are typically sporadic  
Pulling each one out of my sloppy built machine
Thinking of my brothers
Misfortunes they have seen

But i am here
*******
Jealous
Annoyed

Somewhere a clip had jammed
Someplace stomachs devoid
Someone lost their fam
Some kids never had toys

My sisters all complaining
Ma..
you make chicken all the time
1st world problems
Will rob your senses blind

Used to be lilies in your eyes
Now they ring a bell of hate

I remember calling you dearly but still you perpetrate..
Love is a cloak and dagger type of thing..
Apparently..

The cloak will smell of roses..
And not of casualties..

The knife is sharp..
Sharp as it can be
Accessing the places those unbonded couldn't see..

Taking from the tree without intentions to eat..
Draining me of love
so love i can't repeat..

I wish you had to have joy
Like how you have to slap kids on the wrist

Like how the sun has to rise
Like how the clouds have to ****

I wish that people could see
How pretty ugly could be..

I wish that people would grow
And let love nurture their souls..

suppost to be easy..
Suppost to be fun..

At first its like love
is luring you in..

As if its a trap..
it doesn't make sense..

Why can't we love
but keep all our sense..

Id rather be rich than poor
My mind asunder

Demons of life come with strife
Attempting to take over

As simple as resisting
All though they are persisting

To tear us all apart
I wish the hate would part

The rage will tranquilize you
It pierces like a dart

The stage will tantalize you
The beast will analyze you

And If theirs no realizing
Im sure they'll be much dieing

Im sure when theirs much crying
And brothers are far gone

That some will choose to stay
While wizened move along

If God created man
Then God created strife

Sometimes i wish that God
Would strip this land of life..

But thats just hateful thinking
My wishes unfulfilled..

Know nothing of the answer
The rage inside instilled..

Aiming for the stars
But cannot reach the trees
Trying to move mountains
But running from the bees
Tryna swim away
but i can't wade in water..
Tryna warn the sheep..
Before they all get slaughtered..

The rib of man has evolved into something nice
Twice as elaborate
Twice as deceptive
Three times the con
Without knowing themselves
Whats fully going on..

The sun is always setting by the time its time to dawn
The clouds are never still
I watch them walk along
I wish i could go with them
I wish i was more strong
Pick apart the ribs
To find i wasn't wrong..

Stepping out on a body of water
Adorned in flower buds
I assumed it was land and sunk

The sky was so pretty
My soul feeling ******
Quite close to letting go

Its hard to see Zion
Underneath your body
Flowers blanket the top

I try to swim up
But i am pulled down
Don't know how to make it stop

My soul began screaming
My energy teaming
A Snake had rose up my spine

It feels like iv lost it
The thing i held precious
Beauty lovingly mine

Ascending through darkness
Clawing through sorrow
I found myself at the top

Upon my emergence
I still felt much pain

Nothing was different
All was the same


Fear is beneath me
No sun above

Wading in water
But longing for love..

I feel a pulse of wisdom
It is unlike my own
Not wrapped in loving arms
instead embracing stones..

Burned into my brain
The way your face is shaped
Entrapped inside your soul
with no wish to escape..

I wish to smell your flowers..
and bask in your suns light
the future seems so blinding..
or is the sun too bright?

A tree rooted beautifully inside my mind
iv been climbing awhile
iv long lost track of time..

I see the flower growing
no water just blood flowing
My brothers all distracted
no brains to counteract with..

The violence is appalling
reminders of the drawling
Are constantly broadcasted
incased in shiny plastic..

Beautiful and shiesty
the flower nurtured so
By every evil soul
delivering the blows..

If clarity is water..
most are dehydrated
If wisdom was a homie
most are very unaquanted..

If you were attacked by fire breathing dragons what would you do..?

Drowning in aesthetics
Les poision left you blind
I see the river streaming
Your thirst is used to bind
For all are born with curses
Those needs you satisfy
The food you eat is worthless
Always unsatisfied
I love living for nothing  
I wish i had no needs..
Unable to relate..
To acts of selfish greed..

Money is important
the cheddar in trap
Extending hungry hands
To feel the metal clap
The cat is laughing now
It watched you from the start
From thought to full extension
till wrist and arm and did part

Money is important
It gives the evil power
To keep the people poor
For more we fiend and scour
My mother said to me
I wish we could be free
I wish that i could help
I hope the demons flee..

Wishes for a god
some feel but cannot see
I have inside much hate
For her or it or he
I feel i was forsaken
My knees sore from the ground
Untouched by holy presence
that many call profound..

When time is like a blade
that cuts you every second
Your skin becomes like rock
Your mind becomes a weapon
When fed is like a crook
Who takes from you till death
You hate him every second
Your curse with every breathe..

Like black fabric
Adorned in lint and fuzz
Your impurity is shown in the light
Like a nocturnal mammal
You feed in the night
consistently your prey
I provide you with your supper
A platter silver plated
Degraded as your ******..
Maybe thats why iv recently found joy in the pain
a tolerance for dégradation
The void is the same..
opportunities to pick myself a slightly wilted flower
To love that thing forever as if it was at full power
Looking past the imperfection that is all but pretty
Unless you do enjoy the thorns that mad your hands all gritty..

We always settle
Perfection isn't real
you love what you are given
Accept the best of deals
Not wondering what if there was something a lot greater
For that would tear apart whats in your hands
now or later..

Smoke reminds me of some people i know
Beautiful..
But easily swayed by the weakest of winds..

The shadow of someone holding another by the throat..
Feet dangling in the air...
Is very ugly..

I embrace the freezing cold
It makes me feel alive
Similar to feels of when our love no longer thrived..

I remember when the grass and trees had all showed me their face..
the moon had snarled as if it came from some far away edo place.
I adored it
Nature i explored it
Finding that the soul of everything had been distorted...
By man,
his hungry calloced hands.
Raking in the money...
Breaking in the land.
Smacking mother nature,
her kids forced to disband.
I wish i could've saved them
I wish i had the chance..

I wonder if they
Would fight back if they could see
Do they really not?..

A feast!
To say the very least,
Grand ol fans fold eating from the beast..
But who is really eaten?
Who is not mistaken?
Who will soon awaken?
The eaten aren't alive,
Only the living thrive
To maybe open third eyes...orr
Maybe not.
Majority of people like aesthetics that are not...
Pleasing to me i wander sadly in my mind as I'm unable to see,
Whats enthralling about money that is far from your possession.
Deep inside the being of a monsters thick intestines..
Deep inside the mind of brothers leaving you to die..
I ponder as to why nobody hears my angry cry..
Is it not ferocious?
Still too softly spoken?
Why do you not feel it?
The muddle of erosion..
The lack of conscious thought..
It seems it is on purpose
But still i see your caught.
Your brothers lie to you
They aren't really happy..
Money isn't joy..
Tis a shiesty ploy,
To keep your spanned attention
Within their false direction..

Walk with me children ^.^
Ill show you how to live.
Without bravado talk and pride that money loves to give..

The body is a temple
Some are kind of shoddy
Some are monumental..

I like to test the mote
Dancing with the crocks
Maybe i will die
Maybe i will not..

Laughter from the sky
Laughter from my eyes
You see it clearly now
No longer asking why
I told you once before
I had a lot in-store
A lot of renovations
For my temples nation..

The people that it houses
Shouldn't be inside.
The doors aren't fit to walk in
They aren't very wide.
My temple is unfurnished
and hot like a furnace..

If you don't like it leave..
I don't have doors though so you can come any time..^.^
I dont really mind.

Devour the greatest and you will become the greatest..right?