Apr 2016
Time....
Time is the overseer of all things. It sees man plan their dreams, envisions building kingdoms of triumph and success; it imagines a legendary tale of demonstrable headlines and broken promises of prosperity and hope...
Time sees man destroy the moral fabric of existence they proclaim just and righteous in every way.
I wish that word called TIME would hang itself on the very noose that enslaved my mentality ascertaining the how instead of the why....
Debt surrounds me, pain harvested off her character THAT is profound indeed...
Yet I fly towards that beacon of hope, hope that raises the awareness of the disparity that TIME did to me...
Enslaved by spite.....incompetent by love, and disestablished from the civilization that shackled my free thoughts and aspirations to be what I view into the future they call TV....
Time cant rectify the pain and the cause of suffering it conceived, but rather...insight the pained and unjust about the antique methods of a travesty,
perverse in the feeling that ethically cant be...
The sandbox remains the memory of unity and love we once had, constructing castles and dreams that made us glad...
Glad that time didn't execute the CAUSE nor the EFFECT that criticizes legends and overlooks acts...Fore with these thoughts, my mind is swinging like an ax..
Chopping down the very truth that few lenses neglect to see,
ascertaining the very thing that IS......ME...
Yet I digress from the vanity and selfish proclaims that TIME can or cannot see,
Because it is TIME that adjusts the lens that anyone chooses to be....
Ignited by seconds, decimated by minutes,
the hours daze by,
so the weak falls monthly to a quarter of understanding, respectfully semi or bi...
and STILL I yearn for the centuries to amass a millennia I never dreamed of being...
Waking up like this is always key,
yet the morality remains locked inside the tapestry of emotion so smooth, its tranquility...
How long can TIME hold out from destiny?
Moby **** couldn't reveal THAT being lost at sea...
oh I see...
So I'll cease...
Time is the overseer of all things. It sees man plan their dreams, envisions building kingdoms of triumph and success; it imagines a legendary tale of demonstrable headlines and broken promises of prosperity and hope...
Time sees man destroy the moral fabric of existence they proclaim just and righteous in every way.
I wish that word called TIME would hang itself on the very noose that enslaved my mentality ascertaining the how instead of the why....
Debt surrounds me, pain harvested off her character THAT is profound indeed...
Yet I fly towards that beacon of hope, hope that raises the awareness of the disparity that TIME did to me...
Enslaved by spite.....incompetent by love, and disestablished from the civilization that shackled my free thoughts and aspirations to be what I view into the future they call TV....
Time cant rectify the pain and the cause of suffering it conceived, but rather...insight the pained and unjust about the antique methods of a travesty,
perverse in the feeling that ethically cant be...
The sandbox remains the memory of unity and love we once had, constructing castles and dreams that made us glad...
Glad that time didn't execute the CAUSE nor the EFFECT that criticizes legends and overlooks acts...Fore with these thoughts, my mind is swinging like an ax..
Chopping down the very truth that few lenses neglect to see,
ascertaining the very thing that IS......ME...
Yet I digress from the vanity and selfish proclaims that TIME can or cannot see,
Because it is TIME that adjusts the lens that anyone chooses to be....
Ignited by seconds, decimated by minutes,
the hours daze by,
so the weak falls monthly to a quarter of understanding, respectfully semi or bi...
and STILL I yearn for the centuries to amass a millennia I never dreamed of being...
Waking up like this is always key,
yet the morality remains locked inside the tapestry of emotion so smooth, its tranquility...
How long can TIME hold out from destiny?
Moby **** couldn't reveal THAT being lost at sea...
oh I see...
So I'll cease...
