Feel his hand in lucid dreams
With human beings
The stupid things I've seen
The mood that's been
A movie scene
That sparkles in a pile of
Thefted rubies. Blue ishgreen
Diamonds
Like a huge of bleeding
Blue that leaves a looming
Rumour onthe topic of
What we thought we knew of things
Foolish me
To pursue any status other than
Of a foolish human being
Who thought he knew too many things
So he could superceded. The
Rules of the supreme
The one who cleans the slate
Of every room untill
The sleeping tomb is clean
For man to rest
Free from doom
He who grew in peace
Who never knew the gruesome beast
Or pledged a word in shadows
Just to change his mood for jesus
I must admit I'm dark
And due for grief
For how I've sewn this seed
For new hope of things
Now I know it's me
That's broke and weak
I mostly speak
Of hope. And getting sober
So many reasons
That god chose me
To be a spoken thought you may recieve.
Though its grandiose of me to leave
A complex I h0nestly believe
I'm both a joker with a poker
Cheat stowed up his sleeve.
And a fire poker prodding burning smoke. From choking fallen trees
That burn
The words of fallout boy
Are to hard to believe
To hear a signal
Never seeing
Your the mirror image of
Every thing you make of decisions
Dreams
And things that you believe.