To come right out and say that I've never once touched anything my spirit could feel would be an all out lie. I once had the spirit of, I running, from myself and me after being caught haphazardly in haberdashery like I had some audacity. This time my so called intentions lingered on dastardly, so sarcastically I joke my heart beating so **** sporadically and my mind wandering around erratically all on its own. Most of everyone else's actions I just simply cannot condone. I just simply cannot get down with that much complete disrespect. The thought of what is happening next has me quite perplexed because I don't know what to expect. But maybe I shouldn't let things that haven't even happened yet get me so upset. The air in the room has been heavily perfumed by the scents of sweat, ***, and sin. It's like here we go once again. Did you know that I've always been so **** uncomfortable inside of my own skin. I was almost certain those battles I would win. It doesn't matter, I am just a sliver of tarnished silver's evil twin. How long until I break instead of bend? Off to the ****** bin for trying to vanquish these demons with a Bobby pin. I get there and they wouldn't let me in. I'm not your foe in case you didn't know but for sure I am a fiend, my friend. Sometimes it's too much for me to even comprehend. I'm lost in my world of make believe and pretend time to make amends, pray for forgiveness for all my sins., Amen
I must say the time I've spent with you could have otherwise been enjoyed. At the risk of coming off sounding like I'm paranoid. I am an overjoyed unemployed humanoid that thinks just by walking out of the house while texting on an android that I could somehow be flattened by a random asteroid. Every notion I once had has now been completely destroyed. ******* I tend to irritate so you can call me a hemorrhoid. All this crap would've just been so **** easy to avoid. Yet here I am defying gravity as I am free just slipping through the **** void. I can't help it I'm annoyed. I feel like with my emotions someone has toyed so now weapons of destruction have already been deployed. I fried my receptors Cannabinoid. This really isn't even me I've been decoyed. My best phrases have already been coined I can't help it I jumped in the bandwagon before I realized what I had joined. From the inside it's easier to disjoint. **** it what's the **** point let's smoke another joint.
All the voices of reason slowly beginning to fade. Naked as Jay Bird I am only covered by nights shade. Being chased by the faceless monsters I got for every hero I decided to trade. Every single day comes those mistakes I just cannot erase nonetheless they were made. well hell what do you expect me to say, oh well I wasted yet another day, Another day, these demons of mine I try to hold at bay although not even myself i do I ever truly obey All of this crap was not worth the price I did pay
As I find myself starting to slowly fade this cancer my body it does invade It can't be eradicated nor can it even be delayed wonder how long I have before in a shallow grave I am laid
I feel the pain I often wish would subside eating away at me from inside my troubling thoughts are hard to hide It was to no avail but I tried An epic fail, a loss in the power glide Take all of it in great stride Myself I am beside Waiting for my ride or die my die to ride to help me ride that pride right on through to the other side.
There's been so much going on lately that I'm not sure what I should even be doing maybe looking for something new to my pursuing Maybe a new sight for viewing Maybe a new spell for the brewing
Either way it's all good, hell it's all great but to save me from myself it's too **** late Self medicate *** half *** on sedate I'm a **** up still to this very date Isn't addiction great Does anyone else relate
My tragic skies are disastrously streaked strongly those dastardly intentions reek. They reek to the highest parts of hell. An extremely throwed off character I was assassinated in the a truly demented fairy's tale. Surrounded by the smoke that is growing rather stale I chase spirits to no such avail. I pretty much just fell into these worlds somehow parallel due the full circles I kept spinning in on this **** Carousel. Dancing with the devil as the tainted moonlight shines in the window pale. All I could even think to say was WhAT THE HELL? . All the voices of reason are slowly beginning to fade. Naked as Jay Bird I am only covered by nights shade. Being chased by the faceless monsters I got for every hero I decided to trade. Every single day come the mistakes I cannot erase but nonetheless I still made way too high was the price that was paid
On the ground far this side of saving grace I hit the ground in manner that was rather abrupt. Innocent I'm not, I am cold and that much more corrupt. Sorry I hate to interrupt. I'm thinking about tearing down the walls It too me so long to construct. I am the definition of disorderly conduct. ****** if I do and of I don't I am already ******. I feel like I am lit up from the inside like soon I just might spontaneously combust. So I was burning down the beautiful pain like it was just ashes to dust. Even in the end we are still just us. even if our tempers erupt, one last time I self destruct.