A feeling of being lied to, a question in my head that says why do I allow you? Can you, stop and say anything true? Do you even know the damage that you do? Oh wait truth is, you just dont care. Slipping in my heart through my panties with a mind fucking stare. Stop here, stop here, leaving you behind. Moving along from a place thats trapped in another time. Deep withen a rhyme thats where the truth will shine. Truth be told a fucking honor to behold. Not often to be given as that would give life to much a reason to be living. Cant have that, cant ask just to remain intact. How insane is that? How do you expect me to react? Fuck this and fuck that, fuck you and fuck me. God damn it brain will you just let me be?
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Today I had clarity a pure thought of awareness of the now moment . It was dirtied by blood and shame. Though no now moment should ever be attained without. No matter how slight or external the circumstance. As long as the viewer is aware the peace is attained.
Sometimes when you lose your sanity, your not aware you have done it. Not until you spiral about a empty room filled with clutter, and no idea how that room got in such a state. That it starts to dawn on you. What have I done? Though denial and insanity can be fun bedmates if you love them right. They take all, and I do mean all. Right down to your memories and ability to care about the downfall. All you are left with is the ideal.
To spin around a empty room, filled with clutter, and no idea how that room got in such a state…
Shaky character a inert flaw, giving righteous indignation before a upcoming fall. You think you know better and that stands a fact, but the harsh cruel reality your more fucked up then that. You can’t pull then push and expect me to stand, honestly where do you expect my heart to land? Not at your feet no that won’t work. Not when your hiding around with comments that hurt. Tell me this then tell me that, expect me in your lap with your ” just having frivolous fun fact” to put faith in you, when you’ve shown none in me? I’m sorry at what part did you think me truly fucking crazy? Sorry nope, I’m smarter then that… Won’t let you back there with the knife if you don’t have my back. So I guess that’s all, I was trying to say. Don’t mix in your heart when the boy just wants a lay.
An artist of bullshit a master of manipulation, a grin given before a distinct yet outstanding revelation…. Calculation, mass sensations taking over thoughts and occasion. Reveling in disaster oh yea, your the master. First class actor, tricked me here to bring you there. Walked on over me without a care. Evil fucking stare how dare, how dare, how dare I let you do this. That’s the real crime, that I didn’t value myself in time. Fucked up little boy playing so grime. Remind me why I let you in my mind?
Weak, no retreat time to face the real foe.
Thats the one staring back at me in this mirror like a confused and hunted deer eyed doe.
Focus, clarity, trying for these, but a new wave of sickness can bring me to my knees. Lost in thought without any perception. Just sick in my heart from old and new deceptions. To blame and be blamed to shame and be shamed. That is the point of this whole losing game. We won’t stay the same, even then friends whisper now hate for my name, but who’s fault is that? Not nearly my own, when you go and weave stories of how I tried to steal your throne. That I held you down when in fact you just lied, told me I was the one with her still at your side.
Now the tables will turn and it’s your mind that burns. Will the unease creep slowly? Will it attack you at night? Will you toss and turn awakening with melancholy enhanced fright? If no is your answer then perhaps time will tell. For another has my attentions and soon i will bow to his will. A truer intent all cards on the table I must find myself quickly lose it all so unstable. This game I don’t play and I wish it weren’t true but for me it seems now I must relive life…. as you.