If I were to attempt to communicate
in a language I seldom engage.
Beyond the thesaurus that my puny mind retains.
Who would interpret the hesitation of my contagious intellect.
Surely you would perceive
my thought patterns are not
conducive to the stimulus.
The Muse of college grammar
scarcely entertains.
The words of a true poet are developmentally ingrained!

Marijuana, caffeine,
a couple of beers…
It all adds up year after year!
The science is out for all to know,
sleep is important
the older you grow.
Deep sleep will clean
the **** from our brains..
Dream sleep will
keeps our heads in the game.
Snoring and coughing
helps sleep apnoea thrive.
Learn how to sleep and stay alive.

I read your pain
And I remember when
Things weren't so clear
When adulthood began

Bigger than life
The emotional ride
The stress that we feel
The shadows we hide

All of lives questions
Will need to be asked
Choose only answers
That you know will last

Know that you are
Unique, not alone
And thank you
For making
HP your home!

And so starts
The day over
Never stay clean
Never stay sober

This is the death
Of all those cares
Subconsciously
Remain unaware

The bottle has been
An old best friend
A handful of pills
And numbness sets in

Just like no love
Just like no friends
And so starts
The day
Over again
...

Another exercise in creativity!
Please remain sober..

Oh invisible entity
My heart glows dear
Muse of my deepest darkness
Music in my excitable ear…

You took my weary
and weave it truth
You woke me from
a programmed youth

It’s never over
until it’s begun
I am the singer
You are my drum!

This peaceful existence
Outside of wars
Shall we live a thousand
Perhaps a million more!

Please respect the process
says the calm, entitled speaker…
We’re still investigating
our regime that’s growing weaker.
Don’t miss represent them.
They didn’t **** and **** them all,
that’s just the way they do it
in the Israeli prison stalls.

And what about the lairs
Who whisper in our ears
Shadows in the corridors
Envy in their stare's
Evil eyes awatching
Wishing wicked things
I can feel them
Crawling across
The dirt of all our
Graves




An exercise in creativity....

I steer clear of chaos,
I see ‘em everywhere,
it’s quite naturally normal
these drivers unaware…

The anticipation warns
the arrival of a pending storm.
The karmic wheel repeats..
Chaos is life’s biggest thief…

Something
must have gone astray..
Somehow
their bitter made them gray..

Their vibration is very low
the dark side of the matrix
has snagged their souls..

Do yourself a favor
don’t let them pull you in.
Steer clear of the chaos
and all the special drama
chaos lends..

This is my strength
It don't belong to anyone else
No one carried me through Hell
They simply placed me on a shelve

These are my veins
Sending life force to my fist
Those are my claw marks
Ripped from Heaven's List

This is my heart
My love weighs a ton
And it's stronger on it's own
When it's all said and done
...

Surely
I am but a wisp of smoke
Swirling boundless
To and fro

Out of the fire
A non-corporeal host

Stinging eyes
Burning nose
Cough me out
Or start to choke

Surely
I am but a wisp of smoke

Another cloud
Another soul
Into thin air
Watch me flow

Out the window
And down the road!

Surely I was
A wisp of smoke...