A continuous mental lapse…The disregard for continuous mishaps….It’s them never you….Wanting to be right but never true….God forbid that you’re ever wrong…But hey you’re God’s gift and fuck whoever else was born….How dare they challenge your chemical imbalance….It’s met with either violence or silence…Superiority complexities….You hide them sexually….Just common human defects…The nature of human rejects.
Better A Little Caution Than A Great Regret.- Arkad
I will remember and recover, not forgive and forget. -Unknown If they do me dirty then I will wash myself clean….But I’m not forgiving and forgetting a thing….I’ll still build my palace and for you I will still have malice…So let’s be clear you’ll never be welcome here….I never forgive the flagrant…Never again trust theContinue reading “I Don’t Forgive”
Pity is for the weak-minded…..yet the pitiful are plentiful…Everyone’s sadness has activated my madness… I just see a bunch of ungrateful bastards and bums….Why are you all not happy with your crumbs….I gave yall drugs, disease, and yet you all still don’t appreciate your slums…..The disrespect….So what you don’t have jobs…A bunch of hopeless slobs…HowContinue reading “Pity.”
Start from where you at…..The expectations from others are all just a trap…Be you…Be true.
So sweet and warm, Aroused above the norm, Crumbs on my mustache, This delicacy is a must have, Oh how I try, I just can’t resist her sweet potato pie.
Too many times we move through our daily lives too focused on ourselves. We judge others harshly. We lack compassion. It’s ok not to be mean, to not want to always be right. Sometimes just listen and love.
You have to learn how to create in the dark, It’s where the greatest creations start, The origin of art, Pure blackness, The beginning of happiness and sadness, Don’t lose control playing around in that black hole, After the dark we scream at the light partially blinded, The finish line, I close my eyes toContinue reading “In The Dark”
Who is it, Knocking on my heart trying to visit, Is it an attack? Do I need to be in intensive? Are my walls coming down? Who will be there to fix it? The crumbling. The destruction turns into the humbling. Evasive. Whoever was knocking has become very persuasive. Accepetance. Love is lesson. Birth. Death.Continue reading “Who”