Allowing words to manipulate the/ meaning of my thought, always gets to me/ do I ever think O' yu will wonder/ but one day for heavens yu will see me./ I only mean what I feel. Honesty. I'm very weak, too scared have I been of trying./ What worth is it all, wen soon we could be dying./ old misery let yu sneak upon me/ old wishful thinking let yu drown not feed.
Like We Are Wired Hair strands that whisper by my ears, Rustle with electrified compulsion.
From Your Photo A gem lay'd besides yur eyes, Slams such rarity, to a mere stone-coal. But a mere coal, with your glimpsing sight, turns in'to a hardened stone. One that cuts all corners of the globe, Having eluded men, they strangle each other in a chasing-hold. O loving hate that born from first precious light. For I have strayed to close to this black hole: this abyssal night. Drowning in your Milky Way, guide my soul to fight; for your love, I give more than my might.
Events Of Yesterday Yesterday's event echoes today, Flying dust and urban decay, Wasted my soul, playing the game Have nothing to say, for I lost my name - in the events of yesterday Trouble, trouble in my mind, Fuck it, shall drown in the misery of bland brown. Testing the sequence now, And later it will become clear That I'm the diamond among gods waste. I hold my self to dear, To slip off the rail Because of a shroud of fear. I remember, Momentary claps Visionary raps Distances I ran, distances laps A flash.
To Do Something Yesterday screamed for change that today I reason, Days have been eternally passing, past days that are gone; Reason has spoken to me, but justification has been an excuse. Words filter from my mind to speech, words that have been spoken. All around me is my muse, Inside of me there is a fuse, Outside there is the news, a spark! Lighting strikes the middle eye, thunderous voice speaks to me. Too scared am I to respond, But never to late to open up and see. That I am never alone.
Why Eternal Hunger #life is very odd So death is even. All transient souls; O' but still beauty! Tune my telescope- All, mechanic's odd So all nature's even. But, even and odd Both sparkle with shine; Blossoms in our heart The Devine movement. All is fine but not Dandy! So let us Search for the seeking.
