To being and end
Life undoubtedly used to be thoughtful
until you became thoughtless f******
with the inconsiderate
Why inflame to be tough with words.
Out of all the nouns and verbs heard mouthing,
Mimicking public gimmicks vue'd
reused hoping it'll rescue you
from your current situation.
They have finally cloned man.
Vultures looking for validation
to eat
One man's trash is another animals treasure
In this kingdom.
I hate the word humble
I'll rather have reality over imaginative validation
having to tip toe around to not offend the ground
rather i'll leave a building for my young to build on wealth
Generational Empire or at lease somewhere to live
Deconstructing these blueprints
that has been illusory to pass me's and future men
Clarity is nothing unless action follows.
Rest today always become rest assure tomorrow
Finding comfort in your demise because
At lease you have a bed this time
Though this house is not your home
Time merits beauty
Breath is food for thought
Cognitive slips into depression is reality
and shell be appreciated as such
As this is proof of you living.
I myself used to be a superhero.
Oh my, I have aged.
Oct 16, 2020
Oct 16, 2020 at 1:01 PM UTC
To being and end
Life undoubtedly used to be thoughtful
until you became thoughtless f******
with the inconsiderate
Why inflame to be tough with words.
Out of all the nouns and verbs heard mouthing,
Mimicking public gimmicks vue'd
reused hoping it'll rescue you
from your current situation.
They have finally cloned man.
Vultures looking for validation
to eat
One man's trash is another animals treasure
In this kingdom.
I hate the word humble
I'll rather have reality over imaginative validation
having to tip toe around to not offend the ground
rather i'll leave a building for my young to build on wealth
Generational Empire or at lease somewhere to live
Deconstructing these blueprints
that has been illusory to pass me's and future men
Clarity is nothing unless action follows.
Rest today always become rest assure tomorrow
Finding comfort in your demise because
At lease you have a bed this time
Though this house is not your home
Time merits beauty
Breath is food for thought
Cognitive slips into depression is reality
and shell be appreciated as such
As this is proof of you living.
I myself used to be a superhero.
Oh my, I have aged.
Aged. Self reflecting on the world, future plans and overcoming depression.
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