Toxic sassafras
Poison to the bone, yet still
I desire it so

Solo
Then I paired with you
Together
Now you stray away
Broken
Need to put you down
Solo
Again I am

Writing words
About cash and fame
I could lose it all tomorrow
None would question it
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Substitution
All they say is "you are special"
That's what got me into this mess
Expectations driving me deranged
Off the cliff with a heart of hate
No dream is ever worth this
Chasing after dreams, always been asleep
Swept off my feet by reality
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In the deepest heap, I'm nothing but a sheep
When all my layers have been removed
All I can do is weep...
All I can do is sleep...
All I can do is reap.

The light
It burns!
Why do people like this?

I shouldn't have said that...
Ruined her day
Did the pain make mine?

It's hard to ruin
Something you enjoy
Until someone else comes along
Turning joy, to quick decay
Watching as the allure fades away
To grey

If only the stars
Could communicate
Maybe then I'd hear
What the universe means
To something
That's a part of it

Why give life?
Humans breed all destruction
Drift through space
Make even more
Increase
Population bursting out
Some are nice
Most are aggravating
Why give life?
Want a child?
There's plenty of them
Wishing for a home
Three meals given through love
Not systematic necessity
Why stop with people?
There's so much that already exists
Let's all stop
Why give life?

Sayonara
I once looked at your eyes
To find pure light staring back
Ignorance, forgiveness
Purity in one iris
But as time goes on
You stop staring back at me
Your gaze fixed on the future
Transitioned into a haze
While never looking back at me
Where did our good times go?
What did it mean to you back then?
You can't lift your head, your guilt is heavy
But I wish I told you
That it was not your fault, time is our assault
The mirror you look into is far from here
How can someone so young look forward to the end?
Why did you grow up so quick?
Why do you trust no one?
I blink my eyes with no more haste
Only to find what remained
Has gone for good...

Not shy
Just know
When words are required
And when action is necessary

In our modern world
We cannot bask in emotions
Deemed uncomfortable
No wonder
Nothing is taken earnestly
Even clowns
Know when jokes stop
Now look at us:
We have become one

Such a parasite
Sight for tired eyes
Created by our race
Enslaved each of us
Such irony
Common as debauchery
Solemnly swear
To eliminate such philosophical ******
Greenback
Portrait on the front
Exchange it daily
Hardships removed...
...replaced with more strife.

Change utilizes time
That's why patience is labelled a virtue
Temporarily sublime
Needed high on a mountain to climb
Temper your temper-
Proceed without caution and growth will prevail
Extempore!

Cold home
Such a northern chill
But across the tri-state
Need an N.W.O
In the U.S.A
Cannibalistic
Separated mentally
Bound physically
Insatiable
To the end of our life
Immune to strife
Modern-day living that needs no wife
Feasting on skin
Replaced by sin-
When did we become wendigos?

The most dangerous person
Doesn't wield a gun
Brandish a sword
Or **** back his fists
But someone who displays
Excitement, mixed with nostalgia
On one hand, a turnaround
On another hand, a catastrophe

People crumble
The rest shall follow
I would save them all
But the pain is hard to swallow

Crimson minds
So divine
Tantalizing
Fantasizing about infighting
As we question what exactly drive means
Today is a mistake
Tomorrow will be moronic
Never iconic

Fiction or fact
Is today the day when reality attacks?
Once arouse, the blood covers roses
Without some reason
How can I tell apart the seasons?
All in a mess, forever in treason
The light reflects shadows under us
Yet, today
Our shadows have become us

Alchemist, the architect of my sorrows
The only time life matters is in the autopsy
Black Dahlia
Always proclaim, "these are the best year of your life"
Yeah?
I cannot overcome strife.
The behemoth hasn't been beheaded
By day, hollow.
By night, I wallow.
If life is a pursuit of pleasure
Why have the other emotions?
Comotion, message received
Never took an oath, my mind is broken
Cradle of filth
I'd reach for the bleach
But then I'd be sterile, a mannequin with no thrill
Fighting the "negative" feelings
If only such a concept truly existed
Right, wrong, moral, immoral
Words to distract us
From the ones putting poison on the map
Discount rap, these writings are crap
I could spend all day rhyming, to try and sound smart
But I'll leave you with this:
The anthem of humanity
Should be called "Glass Sympathy"

Restless spirits
Emerge at night
Not looking to scare
But for a fight
Maybe one day
They will find peace
I do not find them scary
All I feel is pity
Specters dream of sleep
We sleep while alive
We are restless in death
No matter the stage
It seems to not go our way

Winner's remorse, chase
Compromise wins the war, me?
The battle, a piece

On the road
I run forward
Shatter the glass pane
Ignore the pain
Yet all I do
Brings dents to the iron
Never, did I have the strength
But as my head will rise
I'll be born anew
As I turn around
So many crying on the ground
How can I guide them
With a voice that never bloomed?
When will the pain end?
What more can I do?

If only I knew
How bad things would get
Then I'd appreciate
Every second of my past

Will I wither?
Weathering the storm
Brings no warmth
Warned of war
By wells of wisdom
While I worry and wrestle
With the worst of withdrawal
Wondering whenever
We will witness wonder and awe

Losing interest in accommodation
Of cash and rapport
A fortified compound
No rehabilitation for the whole nation
Surrounded by wilderness
In the thick of bliss
Bars covering up the truth
What's the prognosis?
Secrecy arrives once love dies
Time flows clockwise
Questioning the enterprise
Becoming neutralized
Turning away from the truth I recognize
Personalized, traumatized
Mesmerized by thoughts I overemphasize  
Symphonies of praise
Bring to me no gaze

Concrete
Concave
A con of all
In a carnival
Hollow has no equal
A thrill ride with no sequel
Wait a couple of years, rebooted
Those who booed it will soon salute it
Extended from the mind into beautiful ruin
On a beautiful day
We all tell beautiful lies

Poor in mind
Rich in soul
Widely concluded
To be better than most

When does the quo return?
When will the screams cease?
When can humanity be revived?
When will we no longer be trapped inside?
When will these walls fade away?
When shall the restraints be put to rest?
When do we know it is safe?
When will the fog dissipate?
When will we know our fate...?

Children hate adults
Adults deny children
The root of all evil:
Envy with no solution
All sides despise when the other thrives
Jealousy makes envious the ones who deny being free
Let me paint a picture on a smooth canvas:
Children want more than mere satisfaction
They want to adventure, create, and stay far from irate
Adults venture, prostrate, and gate
With the same events, day-by-day
It's a wonder how any love to stay
Squandering potential
With the mental fitness
Only an obsession if it makes no cash
Otherwise, a hustle, all of it is sad
How can adults defy the false guidelines?
Lines on the ground dictate our rarity, devoid of clarity
Placing our rewards on the mantle
To justify our pulse, an equal intake relation
No more salvation
Adults crave freedom
Children possess it
So we squander their development
And put it up to the elements

Our reunions
Daily to rare
What changed?

In my dreams
I remembered a bouncy castle
A place of infinite fun
Even the most solemn faces
Lit up with smiles, euphoria
Not a single care, free of dysphoria
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I drove to that place again
I opened the doors to my past
Ready to relive the bygone days
Now, I am here
Something feels wrong
Like I stumbled into a place
Never meant for me
The retreaded ground had never felt so foreign
Same colors, bright, energetic
Looking at my reflection, synthetic, how poetic
No longer magnetic, I feel pathetic
Lesson learned: Opposites attract no more
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Was it always like this?
Have I always been like this?
The same space, untouched by time
But, I wasn't.
Rushing past the years
Memories dimmer and blur
I can't let go.
Let me go back to the time I prefer
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Rushing back to the party room
All to be seen, remnants of the celebration
I realized today:
I will be forever dismayed.

Abandoned
Even betrayed
They say it all gets better
Until the torment returns

Listen to your arguments
Sounding like armaments
Seeking not to convert
But to covertly overtake and conquer
Superiority breeds inferiority
So when you shoot for neither
You reach a bulls-eye, dead center
Focus on your path
Unless you want to be a copy
An unoriginal who can never be
The one who came before
Blood on the floor
Spells out "No encore for a war".

Siren alerted
Hide down below
Before all life
Ceases and explodes
Apocolypse applies to all applications
War inside
A damaged planet
Heal the wounds?
Push the bullet in further.

How can you say
To just quit something?
Can you rewind your mind?
Like a track? Is this hip-hop?
How can a brain know everything
But never say anything?
In the march of time
Solutions do not spring
They need cultivation and elation
Maybe that explains
The state of all nations

External distractions
For internal ailments
Why ponder my condition when I can dance in the moonlight?
Big screen for the dopamine
Small screen for the socialite
A seed yet to sprout--my social life
Some nights, these thoughts bring fright
Am I the only one whose mind has foresight?
How long can this go?
How long can I go?
The flesh is tempered
But my soul is tired
I'm always tired
Please, please, I need rest
Please, please, I'm doing my best
Please, please, I am my own mess

Colonial customs
Have not evolved
For we put stock on community
Without bearing witness
To communion

Compassion for one
Compassion for none
Give it to someone
Before they all turn and run

Regulation prohibits fact
Precipitated by punishment
Concluding with tolerance

Looking past the future
Sounds like a game for fools
I fit the bill
No matter where I run
My life distorts the same
The past fades every day
The present becomes a haze
The future I wanted I can no longer see
Did I ever know myself?
Did I ever even live?
Or am I a subject to my surroundings?
What became of my personality?
Personable turned to perishable
Honesty faded to hostility
Did I fade away or are my days a haze?
If I pull back the veil
What will happen to me?

The cave
Has been "the cave"
Ever since my first year
...
How would it feel
To not have a name?

I had a dream
Birds spoke to each other
I talked to them
Yet they didn’t speak my language
Never understood
The message I sang
Sat down on a dock
Gazing into water
Black as space
My head spun like a top
Dropped into the galactic water
I could see the stars
Feel the touch of the galaxy’s embrace
Spheres
As far as I could see
In the center of the stars
Resided a babe
Small in size
Recently placed
I grasped the child
Looking for a parent
Until I woke up
Stuck not in space
But in the duties of adulthood

Is it me?
Or, is it just me?
Struggling garbage
Something broke inside
It is different each time
Tough times rot the core
Never able to weather the storm

Blood and bones
Flesh like honey
Attached to the earth, by a stem
Gravity

Unpleasant events
Happen to us all
But, never is trauma an excuse
To oppose all, to hurt all
For then, what separates the betrayer
From the broken?

Mounting responsibility
Lacking direction
Fighting for ourselves
Just to push away everyone else
Social creatures deprived of connection
Authenticity replaced by complicity
Dying plasticity
Curiosity taken by toxicity
How can we keep fighting
When childhood was our peak?
If we fight to live
How can we fight for others?
No more schemes, dropping the rhyme scheme
When did becoming numb become commonplace?
Why do we give life just to smash their dreams?
What makes us unique when we are all a statistic?
How can we love each other without profitability?
Who created the rules of our society?
When did the sunlight turn to fading dawn?

Looking out
At the vast universe
Not for analysis, for answers

Garner info with questions
But all they hand you is suggestions
Doesn't take a sleuth to figure out the truth
What was once bad?
Remains.
All the pain?
Stays.
Love on display?
Faker than a cabaret.

Human versus human
We call that the past
Human versus self
We call that the present
Human versus humanity
We call that the future
Subjugating and eliminating
To avoid substitution
Destitution's lullaby
Spoken aloud, howled
Until no ears can hear
And the cycle returns
Back to the ground

Back again
For a hangman's gambit
Will today be the day
Where my blood runs cold?
For the apathy surrounding me
Infects me to the bone
Becoming a drone
The atmosphere, help me, please
So thick with pressure
It strives to choke me
Going for broke, is this a joke?
Things fall apart
But, like this? In a fit of mischief?
Seems to happen so frequently
Makes me wonder
When will it come to me?