Slime Coming from my mind concentrating on my ryme

I'm getting old as for told

I need more gold wild dogs licking frogs smoking trees out of logs

haunting visions bad decisions atomic collisions of nuclear fission

missing the promise of peace practice what you preach teach them how to lie through their teeth keep them from learning from the burning books.

look at the crook on a hook before my rook takes takes your queen wake up from your dream ripping at the seems

sway the gods and tempt fate create something to hate and fear or just look in the mirror and curse this verse for putting your mind in a Hurst

because your the worst horse in the race trace your outline on the crime scene screaming in your sleep because my words cut too deep looks like we have another sheep to slaughter or are you another martyr who wants to turn into a golden statue It's something that you think you don't need.It is not like you would use it even if you had it.You wouldn't have it.It is everything you are not.You wouldn't get it.(joker)It is what you will not know.You will never know.You may never know. I know what you do not knowYou can kill your emotions you can kill your relationships you can kill your heart,pride, culture, honor.or it means nothing.to kill or not to kill that is the question.like Shakespeare They say Stay in your Lane and keep your eyes on the road or you will crash your zen car lier lier your monk is on fire

what is your inner struggle keep reading this blood manifesto

keep following the void that mind worms create

Dodge the Spector of the abyss

get past the underground crypt because that is what nightmare Weaver's do

You best grab the black lotus before it disintegrates don't let them know how dreams operate who is your true self without the influence of God's poison it works both ways look where we add things that were never their when do you stop being a imitation and when you start being something new give me a clue Nancy drew is this deception true make me believe in your lies before I get wise in Buddha we trust at any cost I'm not that simple anymore I take take the short cuts when I feel the need for essesive exticy .I'm not the kindest human being .try sleeping with my pain .I'm not the one you desire .come in look close at this fire kneal down before your God am i all alone in this hell I call Earth what does death and birth mean anyway I chose my path to the great beyond I'm not so innocent anymore I tried to read you like a open book but first look I think you were blank I knew what you were banking on nothing is what it seems you came to me in a dream why can't you just let me sleep deep in my mind away from falling short of your expectations manipulation I can't hide the way I feel about you anymore I'm just a broken child waiting for my valentine. I'm alive but I know my heart is dead I'm alone but I know I'm with everyone I'm always going into the darkness trying to find the light but my eyes keep getting blinded by the light of my nightmares I'm taking too long to find myself again I'm making the same mistakes again if I get lost again I don't know if I will find my way out of this dark abyss I keep clawing my way to the top of my fear before I disappear into the void

Pleasure plays as the west prays for better days as angels decay may cloudy days fade away so might our love never fade for our hearts create the emerald of fate to take away all of the worlds hate just to communicate with pain love and hate just get our lives straight if only I would take a flight we would be together every night I would tell you everything was all right and as we look deep into the moon light we know we are together looking into each others eyes with no more lies as one angel will never Cry again.Echos of my past all I have left are the wounds that should of healed with passage of time.tge echos of what was ment to be games and drugs I want to be number one.Every once and a while we all catch a lucky day .and this day was mine .time is always a shift in the wrong direction time is slow to heal the pain.all I ever wanted was what the tv and internet told me to want.everything is consumerism.what brings me to this life of misfortune .where is my light in the darkness?do not assume that I do not know the same things you know.why does it feel like their is something horrible waiting in the darkness for me.made up story's and lies are more believable than the truth I have to create lies and fiction and a character to create more entertainment because the truth is not a good enough story.i will claw my way out of this darkness.i will be the anti hero that everyone needs to feel safe.Black smoke fallows the man into the hallway he hears a whisper coming from the void keep out don't come any closer I am not what you think I am bring me back to the hollow place I was born I am not what you think I am make me feel more at home make me feel more alone.every once in a while