*Pretend* 07/31/2015
Temporary insanity pleaded
As you lie kneeding
Illusions of granduer
Of the utmost and lowest
Its happened many times before
This fucking hostage situation
This drainage of your being
Because of total focus on another
What do you do when your whole life
Feels orchestrated from the get
Like the paths you walk and decisions you make
Decided upon. Traps set. Some mathamatic kismet
Fucking shit
Sitting here after so much
My fucking struggle with everything
Plain as day its got me shook up
The givings up
The gotta gets
The need to this
The have to that
Fuck you
And everything
The overdraft credit cards
The gas tanks constant thirst
Bills and ultimatums
Urges urged upon
The dirt we tread forgotten
For the minutes of pop songs
Scratched on ears
I've been here before
Just yesterday we played this
Hiding and seeking meaning
I'll do this again
With the wind as my foe
And the sun as my friend
Peeking blinds
Bleeding inside
The only difference I'm sober this time
Dulled
By mountains surmounted
Darkened by the hopelessness surrounding
The eye smiles I've passed on countlessly
Infected by your sadness
Felled by your sickness of fear
In the coward populace
Of the mainstreams
Prying eyes
Sunday, 26 July 2015
*My Curse* 07/26/2015
Free to believe
That you and me
Can see
The edge of eternity
Free enough to live pantless
In a shack
Between two rivers
Underneath the trees
You should of seen my face
That day a year ago
When my parole officer uttered
One more year parole
One more working
More exemplary conduct
Or else
Was almost felled
True. True heartfelt
Been treed by this system so long
Grown tail
Learned the fine art of slow motion
Hanging silently
Alone
I did it
You dirty motherfuckers
I beat you
For the sake of them too
Had nothing to do with me or you
The times you told them never
The moments you snickered at their genius
For your momentary boredom relief
Saying never enough to clever
Creates symptoms of forever
Animosity aimed
And animosity aimed at the unclever
Fells trees on your boredom
Drowns you in your two rivers
The same landscape i retreat to in victory
Will be your apology
Unaccepted yet taken
So hang silently reversed
Oppressor scum
Your worst is yet to come
Free to believe
That you and me
Can see
The edge of eternity
Free enough to live pantless
In a shack
Between two rivers
Underneath the trees
You should of seen my face
That day a year ago
When my parole officer uttered
One more year parole
One more working
More exemplary conduct
Or else
Was almost felled
True. True heartfelt
Been treed by this system so long
Grown tail
Learned the fine art of slow motion
Hanging silently
Alone
I did it
You dirty motherfuckers
I beat you
For the sake of them too
Had nothing to do with me or you
The times you told them never
The moments you snickered at their genius
For your momentary boredom relief
Saying never enough to clever
Creates symptoms of forever
Animosity aimed
And animosity aimed at the unclever
Fells trees on your boredom
Drowns you in your two rivers
The same landscape i retreat to in victory
Will be your apology
Unaccepted yet taken
So hang silently reversed
Oppressor scum
Your worst is yet to come
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