Sometimes I feel like the world is shutting me out.
the days aren't the same anymore
you were there with me under the warm sun
I thought I could soar --
I felt the love
but things got dark and now it was done
as they do the sunny days gave way to dismal rain
I shut the doors, I locked them
I shut my eyes -- clocked out
I said goodbye
to tomorrow and gave way to the pain
In the world outside,
Keep the doors of your heart shut.
If you die tonight,
which god's gonna save you?
I don't believe in a one.
So, you're telling me
you're God, now? You're nothing.
I don't believe in nothing.
Was there meaning in my birth
besides two ******* twenty somethings
playing at love games?
What's the point of human life
when existence is pointless?
Full potential of the pointed mind,
free as it can be, to discern & decide.
Are you warrior,
or are you peacewalker?
Are those the only options?
It separates us,
angel kin & demon.
The urge in your eyes to **** is missing.
If we're drawing those lines in the dirt,
I see love in you.
You don't deify or deny -
- here you killed to serve,
yet we're exchanging words.
How I wrote
Still I write in open circles
Even I don't know what I mean. Trust.
Looping back, is there not an artistry in that?
Adjective for the ages
Cut to form,
Don't get me wrong,
It sounds fitting
With the way you lead your life.
Look at all my fitted pieces.
I bend the lines with word as waveform.
As it is
Spider on the wall in a shower stall
Skeleton to the end, a somber mule
Beast of burden
Each successive time I claim
I'm in a balanced state
What is the commotion?
Can't you ******* keep it down?
Deception crawls &
Connivers chisel a network
Into the earth below their brains
& There's nothing you can do, so, please
Try to keep it down.
Identify the signs.
Shut your mouth &
Disengage, or you'll otherwise
Wake the beast - & you don't want that.
Let the covert lie, as they breathe,
& take a note. ******* take a note.
Don't you repeat the mistakes that keep
your mind & your heart wrapped in their affairs,
when the manipulative, & the easily led
certainly won't miss your meat, as they are
well fed in their reciprocal designs.
Don't waste your time.
Like I wasted mine.
Devil is a lie
And he must go
What lyes beneath
It must go
Tricky beast you
Under a robe..
With my body under a robe.
In true diguise
I must go
Under a role.
is Charlie Carlos dead?
The girl who cried wolves
has been told too many times
to shut her mouth
that now she is crying her own name
having she herself become