Wealth is a Mind

Where Love is just a Kind

Wholly It looks Blind

But live Two and then Grind

For you know, you will not Find

Another like your Bind

The Differences are Sublime

It's a Shadow that will Remind

That IT will NOT MATTER in due Time

So is this an addiction, a crude misconception?
Mostly feeling the wind creased in the wrong direction.
What I thought I like, what they told me I was,
Now fades from the glimpses of eternity.

Fashioning a pedestal for a new tomorrow,
Blind but with faith I caress all this sorrow,
I bid you adieu, *******, subdued.
No I am not in remorse, I cannot alter my force.

By the fact that the energy deranges like swollen entropy.
Can be acknowledged yet immaterial to intrigue.
Echoing the silence that for soothers to ring.
Loss of the false feel of psuedo-histrionic-apathy.

Politics is a shelter
For warheads within the weather
Living for the money of wither
Greed, not necessity, that lever

Not for every case
But abundant in place
Ages and eras, only could we erase
Partly true without trace

For we never learned
Histories we've earned
Families were churned
Into butter for those who are not truly earn

They call me gay, which I cannot defy,

They call me *****, because I am just shy,

They accuse me of lying, for the reason that I do not pry,

They call me unusual, for not wanting to tap that girl of guy.

Maybe I am waiting for someone that I once knew,

That person whose name, I don't even have a clue,

But I know she is waiting for someone blue,

Not sad but one who just sticks like glue,

We maybe apart but I bet that you're waiting too,

You're face and feel I do know, that you,

But when we meet I am sure it's true,

That you and I just feel the same way too.

One more time let's do it right,

One more minute let's make the night,

One more hit let's make if bright,

One more bite let's take the flight,

One more smile let's do it tonight.

The rising of the heat,
The falling of the beat,
The leading of the need,
The tailing of defeat.

The memory of this,
Content was amiss,
You urge of my twist,
Again you folly me to mist.

How can I forget,
Your longer lived regret,
What I thought was best,
Could only hurt my chest.

If the Earth is dying,
Is it weird that everything else is dying too?