For the past weeks I've been thinking of you
I don't know why or what may I felt if ever I will walk and talk to you directly
Knowing this could meant again for lie or unaccepted words that will utter again in my tongue twisted mouth
Or might as
Well
To forget this?
But
My shivering mind
Is still confuse
Wether to let go of this feeling or not.

Corrupt the innocence
Poison the sanitized
Intensify the danger
Dischevel the brain
Starve the greed
Feed the curiousity
**** the clock
Ignore the hours
Bury the body
Cover it with flowers
Forget never the philosophy
Of the need for power

Shots scatter.

Blood splatter.

Glass shatter.

Head shot.

Brain matter.

Gray matter.

Don’t care.

Don’t matter.

Young and reckless.

Slip of the tongue.

Things will get hectic.

Its rough in the jungle.

Therefore lions can’t be humble.

Slip up.

You’ll earn a deadly tumble.

A black hole of decay.

A galaxy being ripped down to a single point.

Dismay.

Foul play.

We all look away.

Ignoring the destruction of life.

Guilty by association.

Voting every 4 years.

For the next evil organization.