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Take my time hurry up doesn't matter not enough. Quality vs quantity, never good enough never long enough. Cloudy mind spastic soul body acting like a fool. Mouth speechless, brain racing, thump thump. 2 When all I see is flashing black and white there is a face. Deep inside there is a spark, overpowered by this burning passion. Unknown to most these voices I hear. Some say it’s the life I have chosen. Before I was able to make a choice, internal battles never frozen. Death the prize of all life, Ended pain with a knife. Some would say a white knight. Others see horns and razor teeth. Flesh and bones, a heart that beats. Eyes that see, hands that feel. A mind that thinks emotions lie. Off a bridge, quick, learn to fly. 3 The bed catches your fall. You toss and turn, rolling between the blankets trying to find a position to ease the aches. Favorite pillow under head, eyes drifting shut. One second all there is darkness, and your thoughts. The next sitting, eyes wide, all there is the urge to scream. No dreams are to play as the stars dance tonight. 4 Asked for a hand got a boot. Asked for some help told to scoot. Sober or high still wanna flee. Sober or high still don't know how to be me. Gotten sober in the past but you were already gone. Tried to be there but still we couldn't bond. Sober or high unable to fly. Sober or high unable to cry. 5 Emotions unknown except black and white. An uncontrollable switch. Not looking for easy, just a reason to fight. All I do is bitch. Voices in my head. Noises outside my bed. Would fight the undead. Just to feel alive. Would be happy living off of cheese and bread. If need be got this discount of five. Cabin in the woods. Hermit if I could. 6 Fantasizing your blood on my fingers. No knife, drops coming from my face. These thoughts, these fascinations, C’mon doctor give me a vaccination. Wake up, finally this dream is over, Wait, didn’t I just lie down. What’s going on, where am I. Why can’t I tell reality from make-believe? 7 yell at me, I can be your scapegoat. I will argue back, that is who I am. I will still put a smile on cause I know I can. Make me pay for YOUR mistakes. MISSY don't you play this GAME with me. Tell ME to go HOME! I ain't EVER coming back! 8 Seconds seem like minutes and minutes seem like days I know I barley know you but you blow my mind The only thing I keep thinking can you handle my ways Sometimes I wonder if the path in front of me was designed Or if every step I take makes a ripple through time Chance may knock me on my ass but forever I will climb 9 Internal battles always fought never given a second thought Arguments driving me crazy making me feel beyond lazy 70 mountain corners, edges drop, faster, kill a voice or two Body is all mine just dust to a blink of time Come take my hand, join me, doesn’t it seem like fun Go anywhere do anything their presence cannot be out run Sitting in my bubble listening to these voices rumble My world’s covered in darkness, all the trees barkless The two caused a fire, my planet, I will never tire All the growth is dead the trees are me forever free Sprout new life be my knife aid this fight through the night 10 I chuckle, you giggle. I know you can't stand the sight of me. You know i despise the very existence of your soul. I smile and ask how your day is going. You return the kind gesture. Customers enjoy a happy environment while i fantasize my fingers around your thought watching your eyes turn gray. 11 Darkness, faint glow,coming from no where yet everywhere. Four walls, a ceiling, a floor. Boulder faintly visible, top flat, table, approach it don't dare. Looking everywhere, no door. Time crawls, ready to bawl, almost unable to take anymore. No sound, no light, turn around. Presence appears, she finds tears, she may have been only twenty four. Unable to stand she falls to the ground. Moments later, fate finds her, new courage found. She looks at me with joy. "Where was it before this that you where way bound." "How old are you boy" "I do not know,last thing I remember, I was playing with my toy." Jumping to the table, she told me to come. In her arms so tight, nothing seemed to fright, together we must destroy. Last thing I remember, her body so lissome. 12 With this absolute freeing of moderated release. Balancing inscribed flesh and found castles in the sky. Blade cold. One more, let us stay warm. Emotional tides a bug’s equilibrium. Calf? Wrist? Whispers, music to the ears. Lifted from the ground placed in the heart. What do you want? You know what I want. Lost in the need to be. I love her. Have you not learned. Caught in a need to please Shut up! You know you want one more. This cold once more ignored 13 a baby demon lies in wait for a chance to pounce and bite at fate one eye red one eye blue from hell the devil threw him to this earth never to experience birth unknown to love feast upon a dove disregarded by everyone he encounters open to a new world of downers stepped on a rose strikes fear in foes 14 from the sky a pair of fluttering wings feathers fell to my feet on a pair of legs he touched down on his face he wore a frown on his head he wore a crown 'your time has come no more fun with me you must come' as he turned and began to walk away a knife was drawn the sky turned grey to the ground his wings fell on his knees he began to pray asked him where his god was now dead was all he said 15 this is the time our country needs to see a leader. when did we let corporations take control. they are NOT people, they are juggernauts, who want to turn us into china. one voice alone is not enough. a thousand voices wont be heard. a million voices are just a whisper. they are taking away our constitution. alienable rights are going to be no more. where is the country in which i was born and love. what happened to the dream freedom for all. taxation without representation? where is my tax dollar going? must guns be raised to be heard, i dont want to make bullets my voice. kick these old fucks out of office! for with another civil war how are we going to defend ourselves from what's over seas? thank you google, wikipedia, craigslist, and mine craft! will you join the fight too? p30pl3 16 No knife, just blood, my face. Blood, so much blood. The world is bleeding. I want to make the world bleed. In the end she is the one who ends up bleeding. Die, How can one die that was never born. Breathless, heartless, soul torn from another world. Body from the tears of thousands. My amusement is their suffering Hiding my amusement by showing these tears So those won’t fear my gears spin out of control Stars my only true release Lack of emotion, manic, depressive, lack of emotions. Pleasure, anger, buried. Danger of an air fuming infernal, Melting with but a gaze.
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