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Nicholas Fogle Aug 2015
I'll take you, make you mine
You're already in my possession before we begin
Lies with truth and the truth become lies to one self,
whether they speak lie or speak truth I will always see absolute
You will have it all and I will have you

That is the agreement
whether you know it or not.

I don't have to trick you nor deceive
I give you what you want and that's how I achieve
I am the devil I presume
Bringing gifts and awards
With that I absorb you recognize me as lord

This is the deal
whether you like it or not

I don't even own my self
I own you and I am owned by you
So why are you confused
This is an abuse on abuse relationship where I am obtuse
To think I let my self manipulate you
My alone time...
My alone time is spent,
Thinking about,
What could have been & what was,
The resting from being strong,
When my heart was weak,
If my eyes are blank,
My mind is deep,
In the abyss of,
Memories & feelings,
Drowning in the waters of,
Old to new,
Resting time we all need,
Even if the stare is brief,
Your eyes can see,
Your eyes can blind.
In a daze...(My alone time)
Thinking out loud.
Is it worth it?
Every inch, Every ******
Every mile, Every bus
Every smile, Every hug
Every frown, Every mug
Every lie, Every fact
Every tear, Every laugh
Every year, Every time
Every hustle, Every grind
Every up, Every down
Every one, Everybody
Is it worth it?
Is it worth it?..
The pain I see,
The pain I feel,
Hopeless minds & ignorance kills,
Trap by death but the blind can't see,
Soul full of wickedness,
Chained to the edomite tree,
Chosen by blood,
Cursed by name,
I wish you could feel & see the pain...
Everyday living in this corporation!
Cori MacNaughton Jul 2015
Strange Territory
the wilds of the human mind
unfathomable
Fourth of four poems written this morning.
Brain-mind science has always fascinated me, especially since I have believed since childhood that the human mind is limitless; an idea with which science is just now starting to catch up.  ;-)
black carbon paper lips  
peyote nothing to eat
lord made em sick
prayed to jesus in a backseat
after birth behemoth's armpit
the end.

the end
the end
the end is near

white flags folded in memoriam
klansmen's hoods
bartered goods for gunpowder
kinds who werent designed
for human eyes to see
cause see son
their light is blinding.

they sleep
when the sun is shining
lying in a field of drug flowers.
hugs for smokes & hot showers.

what's the headcount.

man I was done yesterday.

I'm sitting here suffocating
numb to the new world
attitude & outcome
smothered in
carnal crimson summer
not for money or love or
anything or anyone.

I'm just sitting here
burning under the moon
thinking about alpha omega
& who took it upon themselves
to leave out the in-betweens.

godless heathens.
screechy gospel
that goes on for days

straight trip no stops.
Gray area
Joel Valerio Jun 2015
I like how our conversations bounce back and forth to all types of topics.. one minute I'm thinking man oh man it's hot, she's exotic looking like the tropics.
You're definitely in my optics, visualizing the prize. But let's make it clear I'm not all about your curves I wanna connect our third eyes..
wyatt rabbit Jun 2015
with the invention of humans
the universe became conscious
of itself.
Nameless Poet Jun 2015
Rip,tare and shred.
Bred from a different breed, born from a different need.
Implanted with a violent seed, a born killer.
That is the fault of man yet I am at fault.
I am at distant. I am at prison.
I am trapped in my own mind
  
Tear, cry and weep,
  I am born weak and meager
again and again,
between two extremes all the same.
In this state I see these things.
They don't change.

Either I become the drive to self destruction destroying all around me
or
I am the coward stuck in a shell who can't expel the dark thoughts.
Only two,
never one.
Driving-Coward
Pain
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