Finna learn how to be a good poet,, so please help / advice.. Id appreciate that guys... It goes like this,, Squandering in the sun like the dust of the day,, I set free these lines that have survived in jails of my brain,, Too long its been,, forgotten my esoteric rhythm,, Gotta search these dangerous streets within my system,, My multi tasking skills have since proved incompetent,, Terminate the ticking sound on my watch and close my eyes in confidence,, Hyperconscious of the warning my brain just signaled,, I step into a world thats been falling since the day that sin called,, Take a bus that drops me off at a landmark labeled memory lane,, Discover forgotten hurts that were caused by someone with my last name,, Put on shades to disguise my already oozing tears,, Exit seems far, as I try to move on, approaching deeper fears,, Reach a tunnel with no light, sense the Devils near,, Scribbling Psalms on my palms, gotta get outta here,, See a blind drunkiie finna search for his wallet,, Besides him is a mute girl screaming cause he done step on her pollex,, Weirdness getting weirder as I trip and begin to fall,, Where I land feels like Im trespassing as I adjust to the pall,, Internalizing the sight of a million and one cracks in the walls of my heart,, My death is inevitable, its like Im the board and lifes the dart,, Suddenly Im paralyzed, like a thousand needles surround me,, I cant move, cant escape,, just gotta succumb to my reality,, I feel blood escape me,, buh I don remember feeling pain,, Now there bumps on my skin, now, Im numb...blackout... Wait, buh have I found what I wanted, Is this my terrifying fate?,, Sun no longer holds purpose as I lose my warmth,, Frost feeling makes way, light escapes and darkness engulfs me,, From dusk to dawn within seconds..... I shouldve never stopped my clock.. . . . . . . . . Waking up,, I realize this was all a dream
Posted on: Sat, 30 Aug 2014 10:28:21 +0000
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