Lost love.
I ripped pages and pages of perfectly composed stories of where we could've been
To what we could've had
And to how we ended.
And you know what's the most craziest part about this?
The conclusion.
I loved you, while you're too busy 'loving' her.

"Bad dog! Sit "
They told me to stay down
on my old ****.
To be mediocre
and take commands.
Offered me a treat
if I obeyed
and conformed.
No! I will not conform
with such a small feat.
I'll fetch me self a real bone,
and then remold
my craft until I master
my skills.
Do not come at with that tone,
you could have not survived
the hood of stone-cold
predators I put down.
Proved them all wrong
and went home with a gold
collar that said:
"CEO of my own life."

I had such a great thought
but its gone away now,
never to be heard from again.

".. - well, we don't really know what's going on down here, Jack, but it's bad, it's so bad, rest assured it's all bad".

D
No, I do not  know the next time I’ll be out,
Especially, not with you
Things never said, so much doubt
Don’t ask me.
Such superficial encounters are no longer of interest
Lay it to rest
I am not your “go to” when things  go west
Z
No,I do not miss you
You took for granted how I placed you on a pedestal back in the day
Just to see your insecurities bleed through, you pushed me away
And now you want to pull me in to Your loneliness
Don’t ask me
K
No, I am not free,
Just because you drove from Chicago to entertain yourself here
I’m sure there are plenty of other girls for you to endear
Don’t ask me

Prelude to a Dark Abyss
Confined to a degenerate affliction
Murmurs of a dark lamentation
Constricted to a cursed animation
Profound oblivion profound desperation
Am trapped in a tormenting accusation
Beyond the scope of my realization
Am lost in contemplation
To battle my inner demon which is my addiction
To nefarious substances my affliction

Realm of the Spirits tormenting my temple
A deficiency of character my fleshly attraction
To succumb to this feeling of exportation
A blissful ecstasy when am lost in this transition
Of a trance in my mind removing my compulsion
To use Methamphetamine a hell of a curse
Short lived the duration of this wonderous fascination
Euphoric Sensations demanding utilization
My comprehension stuck between ecstatic sensations
I given it my all ...my Life to be ruled under this potent stimulation
Under a spell of catastrophic devastation...I said to myself I will piece my Life back thru abstaining from the worldly temptations

Dope will NOT win this battle I said to myself...A ******'s curse has ended with my final salutation. Thou shall NOT sin against thy Temple no longer sayest the Lord...end quotation.

saturated with ***** don't watch the news
be it
throw your head back so the oil of the sun can
slip a ***** leer down your open trachea
brave and the knives can't inspire the fear
glad you're here?

great

empty just pools only watering holes
don't move
not an ant in your plasma gold cold and clear
out of ideas even mucus stains disappear
are you still here?

no

so

saturated with *****, don't watch the news
feel it
and the sun is extinguished
and your throat peeling, yelling and stripped
and you're not really present
for any of it.