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I thought of
what skills
I need
to be a good poet?
Is it truth, or words?
Which one shall I breed?
All that matters
is that I’m trying,
to make
your blind eyes read.
Will this night ever end?
Will this darkness ever bend?
Can these clouds above be ever torn,
To let shining light be born?
Can we be rid of this blinding blight?
Can we be again granted sight?
A being sewn with fine broken lace and without any eyes
Worn and torn, thus broken and weathered by years of many lies
Clings onto the forgotten but once noticed shelf just once more
Before the time comes to be shattered by the reality and the floor
I dare not speak of the past and the tunes played
But to mention the emotions that filled up this now empty room ,and warmed the hearts of many, once important but now meaningless
Comes now the cold and wicked air of the fallen and betrayed
She begs me now not to go back,
But I must travel the past once more
The confidence was there but now today I lack
because I fail to recognize when to shut the door
What was now alive is long gone, and dead
As we sing for another day, while someone else loses their head
The unspeakable and unmentionable becomes now our vision
We ignore and feign ignorance to proceed with our own decision
Greed is right behind my shoulders
I say that I must not become like the rest of the world
I try to kill the dark behind me but wait another day once more
I ripped the happiest moments from the book of memories
to hold it dearly, but it blocks my path today as huge boulders
As you try to lock the door
Something whispers faintly but ever so determined to your ear
"Do not dare forget, but do not be sore."
"The present dies, but a future born does not represent fear"
I'm not a Cinderella that goes crazy for her fella
I'm not a Mary Kay girl, cause beauty fades too fast world
And knowing what I'm worth, shouldn't come inside a bottle
And superficial styles are made for superficial models
But I'm your Helen Keller with the eyes that cannot see
The black on white, the ups, the downs
In Braille so come and read me
Between the lines, love so entwined, A story with emotion
Cause for your love, I'm not above
A simple blind devotion.
I feel like every single thing is like a mind game, played and laid out for me
I can't feel a single thing, like I'm not blind, but I still can't see
What is it really? Perhaps it's not that important?
Tell me what it is, or is it just my own comportment?
I have walked in the very things I've looked down upon
What I once thought was selfish, now I too am wrong
and now there is blood all over my hand
But I have no idea why, I just don't understand
This is a complication called the human mind
Irony, double standards, hypocrisy, A place to be so blind
To wallow and loop in this thick puddle of shame
For the mistakes commited, I fairly wore the blame
Knowing is the beginning is something I suppose
It's better to learn, rather than to find it to oppose.
So I guess I'll take my feelings and throw them to the floor
I'll leave you where you originally were, trapped inside a closed door
And you can echo your goodbyes
as you embrace yourself to the ink of sheer ignorance and sighs..
what a sad man,
up on his throne brought up so high to not see his own flaws,
his own mistakes , he will fall,no one will remember him,
they wont remember his house or the cars he drives .
in the end his throne will fade, he will fall,
emotions fray he will flee only to be stabbed by reality, realizing he was blind the hole time .
Sunlight blinds you
Burns my eyes
Hard to think this
Is Paradise
It’s far too bright
For us to see
As I am cooled
By a breeze
Diamond sparkle
From the sand
Rainbow light
Across the land
Desert beauty
But still cool
For my wonder
The sight is fuel
I look at you
You look at me
In the shade
Of a palm tree
That we’re under
I gaze in wonder
I can’t believe I have the power
To hold the love of this desert flower
All alone we are together
Will we ever leave?
Never
aches & pains sever the line.
the train i've been tryin' to ride,
came off the tracks.
so here I am,
i'll just sit back on this dirt ground,
the air is thick with fog, while the sky cries,
there's a blue & black cloud bringin' me down..
money burning all around, while you starve & whine-
out of food now.. without love you've spent too much time.
i'm not a mother fucking slot machine,
so quit shoving in your two, three, four, five cents,
i'll spit it right back out!
while you're at home, feeding your addictions..
greed, alcohol, drugs & sex..
i'll be taking care of all these convictions.
you're not good at fuckin manipulation,
cause in your words I can taste it,
the lies you've coughed out,
fucking corn syrup, cough syrup,
preservatives, fucking sick shit.
disgusting scent, you reek of dishonesty.
I never believed in you, cause you never believed in me.
i'll be gone before you can count to 3..
never again will you see me..
blind, kind, innocent blackness seeping into your mind..
darkness consumes, your night is full of gloom.
into the heavens you cannot see,
because the pits of hell have taken over,
run away, lest it devours me.
sorry I couldn't help you,
the rope you tied around my neck got worn & broke.
so to this i'll take a toke,
the sheets were torn,
your eyes bled melting plastic,
& your heart withered in scorn...