My contract

The venomous forms blocks a way my mentally thoughts,

blocks away the feelings,

mentally insane the mind goes away in its own passage,

yet the structure is left vulnerable for anyone to whisper what ever thoughts,

beautiful sunshine outside the horizon and window,

yet I cant grim a perfect smile,

see the birds flowing singing

but the heart cant react,

looking at a house secrete not many people past by,

the person I talked to in dreams and prayers

no longer there,

his house has turn to a bank of money and ambition,

so I no longer visit his home,

I take a scoop of the soil

as I dig deeper into my hole,

as the venom is spilled it touches my flesh

so it quivers back into my head and traps my thoughts

once again,

the solution only one,

a 44 one, two, blast,

cabbage decorate the prison walls,

blood flow like river flows,

venom waking my dying soul,

thoughts once again dying and membering old thoughts,

the easy way to escape would once again hunt us back,

so even though he is not there,

even though I dont talk to him like before,

I will leave

the undergrounds rulers words for a minute,

try to hear his words once again,

hopefully he can cure me from my pain,

but I dont believe in miracles anymore,

just believe in trials, and contracts,

so ill sign with my blood,

the collateral is my soul,

my gift is my mind,

my reward will be just for me

to give once again a lil smile

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