the dawgs pound......

Reinventing the dog in the middle of the smoke.
 He will reemerge as he exhales his last choke.
 From within the cloud of luvs faking face.
 The beast remembers the selfish games.
 Living deep beneath my hidden secrets amused.
 Waiting to reveal his own abuse.
 The back up out the back door known as plan b.
To the dawghouse n back to the one left that begs to be free.
 Lingering in movements satisfying sacred dreams.
 Wondering about with ease from backyard to side doors.
 Sitting in a comfortable state of mind, it's the tamed male whore.
  The me wanting to claim me once again as mine.
A lil here n a bit more over there playing Sancho stealing time.
 This anxiety is frustrating the way it feeds the crave.
 Blaming me cuz the dawg within thinks I'm afraid.
 Yet in between the particles of dust the memory jus wants to be touched.
 I know he dreams of the pleasurable lusts.
 Selfishly feenin to be flush without emotions.
 Exploding with emptiness's false devotion.
It's the dawgs pound that thumps the bump.
Beating in his chest cuz luv is no such luck.
The k-9 times untold numbers stands leashed drooling with desire pulsating through his sight.
The hound in me sits at the edge of me falling into the night.
Howling jus past midnight n gone before mid day.
He remembers the life before captivities cage.
The stray that hadn't a need in being claimed for he was free.
N awaiting is the step of no returns fling....

we both know

I need you to tell me you can't do it as you let me go.
 Because we both know i simply can not leave on my own.
 You reside in a lifestyle that wasn't made for me.
 And it feels as if I'm giving up on my gagging dreams.
 No mans land is the reality you choose to retreat.
 Sadly, all that's left here is the one you use to see in me.
 Release me if the truths are to hard to mention.
 I'm at the doorstep as your mans reinvention.
 If it's the opposite of your words that can't be told.
 Please don't invite me into a luv so cold.
 Watch me walk away and face the facts that remain.
 For you've got me going completely insane.
 I can't escape what you can't rid from your life.
 I'm only inserting the blade of my own dull knife.
 But if it's me that you can't live without even in the thought.
 Ease my mind and react to the touch so soft.
 It would speak without words that'll carry us on.
 Back to the place we talked about as the norm....

the moments past

Filtered, for you eyes will never see my depths.
 Stay in the presence of your own defense.
 I do not feel the exploitation the way you do.
 You couldn't handle the angle of my untold truths.
 So do not attempt to dig for what think you want to know.
 We are not the same in this worlds fucked up side show.
 I am only the moments past waiting to be hated.
 I can not give you what you desperately imitated.
 You need not find interest in the wonder of what I am.
 Your part time survival skills at will not be felt by these hands.
 You'll only hate me in the end as you drift away.
 Unable to fight for me the way I would for you to stay.
 A believer in words is a fools thought that he matters.
 They're only chopped up pieces of endless chatter.
 Do not step to the plate unless you have skills.
 I am more than a chapter of cheap thrills.
 I will not allow you to walk freely through my core.
 Thinking I an the one til I am on my knees upon the floor.
 The realness here has reason for a purpose you do not poses.
 For my worth will not settle for nothing less.
 Stay to you own still in need of completions armor.
 And I will stand true to the fact that I never meant to hurt her.
 For you are not ready to be seen in a gaze you can a stare.
 Time is to valuable to waste when it is meant to be shared.
 You do not witness me as a factor longing to become unique.
 Yet a mistake I will remain in your minds untamed physique.
 Do not play with what will haunt you as it is not yours.
 I, my friend, am not on tour.

what am i to u

Allow me to poke you with a point direct to your dome.
 Then again I shouldn't havta extract what should roam.
 From your mind exploring to ease the numb.
 At your jugular pressed I ain't the one.
 Take it sexual if you must think I'm so shallow.
 There is no need in speaking of power.
 This is a two way street so which way are you going?
 But then there I go again, what am I doing?
 If I gotta remind you that I am your friend.
 My best guess is we've come to the end.
 Damn near buried in a luv losing the language.
 Dig deep and witness who it is carrying your baggage.
 To strengthen the effect expressed in plain sight.
 Mornin noon n night.
 Hear me say what has no voice to be heard.
 Because not a single letter could make the words.
 Do I need to say anything more?
 In direct contact reachin for my worth for sure.
 It should of been obvious of actions that live.
 This piece is to the neglect set off and pist.
 At the rope that dangles in the winds take.
 From get go times been shaping up a mistake.
 Don't be another thought put back with the rest.
 Stand in and take part in what's goin on in the chest.
 This is it as the moment has appeared to come to be faced.
 I'm in this yet I can't see me bein the one misplaced.
 Spoil me in the soil that grows the design of luv.
 Is it a must that I gotta reinsert me into your mind, flush?
 Reinstating my reason in your eyes checkin the facts abused.
 For the verbal relapse of what I thought we already were is loose.
 The clues in your time is on the other end of proof.
 What am I to you?

Don't own me.
 Accept the one i am.
 In me.
 Like a grain of sand.
 In between the toes.
 With millions jus like me.
 Side by side feelin the breezes flow.
 Yet there is only one of me.
 Clingin to the texture of upon ur foot.
 Wantin to be near u.
 I am jus a piece of the scenery as I look.
 Down on me as I have no use.
 Yet, how do u know?
 What makes u think I do not matter?
 Cuz I appear to be similar as if a clone?
 So sad u can't hear my chatter.
 Seems ur lost in the waves.
 Crashin
 Washin me away.

the after thought

After the thought of interest.
 Somewhere along the lines of livin.
 Wtf went to the figment of the imagination.
 Wantin it more in the end as something's missin.
 Drained by a so called hells forfeited help.
 Once the mind wrapped around the proof.
 Warped it knew it was lost.
 From under the tongues unguided truths.
 Held in to forgive n not in a biblical sense.
 All cuz a smile mattered briefly, on time.
 Easin into erasin bein failed, carryin the weight.
 Memories dive into the nights.
 Suckin the life outta the comfort.
 Past the initiation of luv.
 Before standin within self all alone.
 Somewhere else sufferin from what appears as Alzheimer's totally numb.
 Shit jus gave way.
 Emotion gripped the pain with a creature named hate.
 Squeezin the stare of anothers cruel grin.
 The after thought is always the same.
 It's really to funny for a clown to smile.
 Expressin what doesn't need to be said.
 Steppin out the backside with survival.
 Seems someone's always gotta go astray.
 Unable to hack it.
 Gone n steppin out, becomin a blur.
 Well before they coulda let a mo fo know.
 In the change of mind confusion occurred.
 Sad the heart seems to back it up.
 Followin the lead of lust instead of luv flush.
 In a way, used til somethin better comes along.
 Gapin wounds open to the blind eyes simply unjust.
 Yet, who could possibly want them more?
 We know what we feel for them night n day.
 In our expressions we claim you'll never find another me.
 As the chuckle giggles in our irresistible face?
 Somewhere near the end we truly change.
 Tryin to hold on to who we wanna know.
 Desperate or fed up.
 Either way, characters take a blow.
 Snatched from the depths.
 Suffocatin in the pillows talk now muted.
 Screamin at the silence buried head deep.
 Emptied secrets ask r we ever undisputed?
 Then we blink n wake up years from the pain.
 N not only is it over.
 It's as if it were jus a dream.
 N u can't remember what it was like to hold him/her.
 There's nothin left to be felt.
 Memories shut down n become vague.
 As self has reemerged stronger.
 Wiser than a prior self engaged as luvs slave.
 N more aware to fall to the same ol bs...
 Windin up as a thought gathered to land on reasons list.
 If the eyes were to shut for good.
 Would the dream live on the way we'd like to remember it?
 No longer chasin the passions will.
 Runnin from the reality under the pressure of the past tense.
 Only if the thought would occur in pre game.
 Would any of it ever make sense?
 Back when the music made us who we were.
 Findin the expression in the movement.
 Madly in luv n comin undone.
 To rest in the finales end well before one could realize what it truly meant.

be suspect

Why is it that sad is not ok to feel?
 Like ones truths jus don't cut the deal.
 As we tell ourselves selfish lil catch phrases.
 Yet we ain't no better than the next two faces.
 How is it we lie to the one that knows us?
 Tryin to convince self to rise up in the mirrors lack of trust.
 Like shit doesn't matter comin outta the battle.
 Attemptin to shake off the mind of what's been rattled.
 Knowin damn well the emotion is as real as air.
 Not allowin it to run it's course to be more well prepared.
 Half steppin with a false state of presence.
 Smilin back at this shallow world as if self is irrelevant.
 All cuz it's viewed as a weakness for anything to make a difference.
 Jus to hide behind the past tense of silent remembrance.
 In all honesty self worth does get misplaced from time to time.
 N every now n again one feels like losin their own mind.
 Strength is not appearin to be better, off in another life.
 It's knowin what u had beneath the hype.
 Applyin it to self the next go round for keeps sake.
 Joinin a reality where shit happens to even those refusin to be naked.
 Figuratively speakin that is, as the tongue bounces syllables every time.
 Why's there a need for fake expressions as another is to pay the price?
 For u can't break inside to crack a leak in over ran wells.
 Shame on u for not enduring yet another thing this life can not sell.
 But u don't havta live in reality, I give no fucks.
 Be suspect!!!
 In the side show of selfs lack of respect.
 Linger in ur b.s. Like everyone else fakin the funk.
 Unable to endure lump after lump.
 It's not my feet that'll be screamin cuz they don't appreciate the way I walk.
 Real talk...
 When the pressure pushes in on the chest.
 It's ok to be a mess.
 To feel the weight applied collapsing the lungs.
 Jus a lil hint, ur not the only one.
 Even the struggle gets fed up.
 Back trackin n relyin on lusts.
 Cuz what appears to be real can only stand next to u for so long.
 Truth of the matter is, we're all alone so enjoy everything that will go wrong.
 N fuck u if u don't agree.
 I won't sell myself short of my truths caught n left to my dreams.

I'm not the one

My mind doesn't leave realities sighs.
 dreams r blackened behind these hazel eyes.
 maintained I know the cost of luv.
 for it touched me n bounced the fuck off.
 u couldn't dig deep enough on the journey hummin nah, nah nah nah nah, nah.
 my smile freezes like my frown weezes ha.
 never scared to be what ur afraid to admit.
 this piece is for my truths as self is the fix.
 I'm as real to me as I am to u as if u were my reflection.
 rare n the same beneath the surface as I am in my intentions.
 I've always been me as the man in the mirror can not lie.
 face to face with my image that could never hide.
 in a true state of mind absorbin the only thing I'll ever be.
 as wells dried once drippin the color of blood freed.
 there's no comin back to the world in which u live.
 I'm different n in a way u all tickle my rib.
 twisted inside I am the rearrangement u fear.
 a fragment in time cut loose by evaporated tears.
 in my depths I rip into the consistency that forms my frame.
 in me n me alone I take the blame as I hear the tone of my own fuckin name.
 spoken in my voice to remind me of the betrayal of countin on anyone else.
 I'm callin me out daily cuz its me I felt.
 slippin under surveillance followin my shadows silhouette.
 what else would I be if u were to guess?
 I'm not the one mentally tamed by repeated actions unclaimed by my worth.
 yet these letters will go unheard as plucked out words.
 chosen to shed light on the facts that exist between u n I.
 as I find a chuckle in this thing u called life.
 pledgin my alliance to the only one that's had my back from get go.
 wishin I could put this shit in a funky flow.
 so thumbs down to those that deserve two flyin birds.
 lost on societies stage tryin to be more than what lurks.
 one the other side of the curtains in which u rehearse.
 lil do u know ur symptoms r gettin worse.
 performin in a play directed to entertain those jus like u.
 this is y I went solo n became a ghost to the undergrounds proof.
 of the realism untold that can not be taught. I'm the the one that is said to be insane n so fuckin lost!
 Bafflin, I'll remain me goin outta the inside of my mind from the outside in.
 as I keep my proud yet not so arrogant grin.
 From this side of the finger raised to ur occasion.
 Here's a look at my angles irritation...

cold

The diamonds in her eyes out weighed the gold in her heart.
 Lost n dividing what's left she's the one that took part.
 Like a star shooting through the night skies burning out.
 Looking up is one in the same as face down.
 The twinkle in her eyes can only see the payment she cannot hide.
 Sprinkling stardust to seal off fantasies in with every emotionless lie.
 In her own world where self is the only thing that matters.
 As in her mind it's better than luv beating her down n leaving her battered.
 Searching the end of rainbows trying her luck.
 Never in bed of another craving to touch.
 A solo artist playing emotions to her sway.
 Pointing fingers n placing so much blame.
 She resists the passion that will simply never last.
 In out for the taking of some cold hard cash.

due to the flame

As i packed up my imagination n left my dreams for u standing in my reality.
 I left something behind that defined who i am that u never got to see as me, being me.
 For some strange reason it slipped my mind as i stepped outta my heart n into yours.
 Thing is, i forgot how to be me in the real world standing next to you making a home soon to be torn.
 In out for the right reasons that never stood a chance cuz lifestyles couldn't line up.
 Yet the enjoyment felt in ways even the tongue couldn't twist was exchanged through touch.
 Not always in a physical manor it found it's way riding vibes in between the compressed air.
 As our bodies was as one whether flush or miles ran through the middle of our luv that wasn't spared.
 Seems a stumble wound me back up within as i remembered my prior self.
 Stepping away from you proved what i knew all along misplaced in candles i watched melt.
 Due to the flame the wax takes a new shape in form that resembles what's never been seen before.
 Put to the heat of ending relations to be remolded as it's to be used at a later date dripping a pour.
 Yet that feeling of how i ran n dove into u jus to fall straight through as if u were in n out.
 A quick job is that of i that opened up as ur actions only half the time met the words u routed from ur mouth.

a buildings teardrop

We are what we are!
 Hanging in the sky like self made stars.
 Fearless to dangle in ur eyes.
 On the other side of the glasses surprise.
 Letting in life one stroke at a time.
 We are the ones, out of our minds.
 At one with the thrill on display.
 In our own world, the so called brave.
 From the top of mans designs.
 We ride the ropes to let in the light.
 Misfits that don't fit in anywhere else.
 Leaping away, every edge is felt.
 Free we are distant brothers.
 As one in many different colors.
 Claiming skylines from city to city.
 Touching man kinds break of insanity.
 With chuckles that giggle, stuck to our ribs.
 Swinging about n accepting what life has to give.
 The selected few with guts that never heel.
 A buildings teardrop knowing life is real.
 We are a unit, a family watching one an others back.
 Equivalent to a circus act well intact.
 With sight of an eagle to survive each day.
 As our instincts are sharper then the wild catching it's prey.
 A rare breed of individuals that descend from up above.
 In love with the feel of the rush.
 Our step is different than that of ur own.
 It's a ledge into the unknown.
 Where we face our fears n dare our death.
 It's how we breathe til our last breath.
 Like a monkey in a civilized zoo.
 Attached to a concrete jungle as we hear the woos.
 Topside looking down on our hometowns.
 We grind as ur hearts pound.
 Shoulder to shoulder, side by side.
 We are the rare n unbreakable type.
 No height will ever drain our pockets.
 No limit in any horizon is beyond our eye sockets.
 We'd trade or life for one another.
 In a bond like no other.
 We are the high rise kings so unique.
 Repelling the walls til we stand upon our feet.
 Capturing what we do with pictures from our phones.
 Wanting nothing more than to make it home...

in thought with what's left after u

I get lost in my thoughts, thinking how shit would be if u still stood ur ground. Above that place where ur remains rest without a sound. Yet reality invades the imagination clinging to the drift away. As crying for u in my own self pity like I'm the one that faded n escaped will comfort or bring u back from ur grave. I'm happy jus to be ur son even though the best years we never had a chance to share with memories disappeared before we got to making them. Fuck shit damn. The empty loss nearly 16 years ago sux in ways you'll never know as time without u we spend. Falling further from one an other as if ur blood wasn't enough to bond us til the end. Fam ain't foes by far, but something definitely broke in the bend. We're more n more like strangers the more weightless days climb on to our backs. Carried as if air in the breeze cutting through the winds meaningless facts. One day we won't know who each other as relations are lost back when eye to eye was never heard cuz silence couldn't speak. N we're to strong to give into anyone to even attempt to repair what no one in this world could ever replace that seems to have misplaced it's need. Brothers til death comes to claim us individually losing moments passing away. Hell, i can't even water the drought myself so i can't blame no one for doing the same. All i know is life is a lonely situation running outta the possibility of fighting this world together. N in all realness, it jus may be a lil to late as the disappointment is our endless forever...... If u could cry for me I'd cry with u cuz i believe i ran out of anything that makes me give a flying fudge stick. Yet the second part of that is a lie that jus gave up for what makes us, us, is gripped in useless fists. I can't wish u here n i surely ain't praying anytime soon. Only if u knew how i know all of us miss u n would luv to sit alone with u on a room....... Luv u mama.....

play

How do you like me now?
 Flipping script, changing sounds.
 Switching up who you were.
 To who you are you play behind your words.
 Approaching the danger zone.
 Where your alias is your clone.
 Different from who you come off to be.
 Times hidden truth is set free.
 Faking the funk ever so fake.
 But as usual never a moment to late.
 Two faces rip you from end to end.
 Exposing the secret in the way you pretend.
 Fitting in, in a false state of mind.
 But i dug and didn't like my find.
 You seem to be with it til doors close.
 Guard down, ooh no!
 The transformation is a disappointment.
 One if I knew woulda been avoided.
 Shady in the presence enabling eyes.
 What they don't know can not hide.
 Guiding them further more into the lies.
 Your as shallow as the come.
 Dragging out the end til its no longer fun.
 Coming undone when an other figures you out.
 As conversation is brutal from your mouth.
 Unable to hold a tongue with a reasonable tone.
 Crossing over in plain sight, dethroned.
 Falling from a crown not big enough for your head.
 Give it back and go find yourself instead.
 Something you jus have no clue how to do.
 So if u need a pointer, here's a finger to use.
 Your a gamer that doesn't know how to play.
 Helpful hint, your on the wrong side of fame.
 But I bet it feels good to be you huh?
 Piling up excuses that refuses that your jus duh.
 Happy hunting's for you ain't catching shit.
 As these are the final words that will ever drip.
 And land into what you truly are.
 It's a shame, how you play your part.
 Act one, scene to many to count.
 From luv to drama gloves come off in the middle of the bout.
 Entertaining only in the dark.
 I dare you to try and deny that remark.
 It's time to come forth for once in your life.
 And choose one of those within to be, all bullshit aside.
 Your a lose that could never be missed.
 Resist me please, I insist.
 Or would you rather I push you from the edge.
 In which you live that you even dread.
 Be real. Be you. Be what you don't allow anyone to see.
 Come up a level and move to a different beat.
 That vibes from the depth in your chest.
 As shallow as an empty pit full of others bests.
 You drain the good and suck so good.
 Sexual or not, test me, you wish you could.
 I ain't the one cuz I know the inner feel.
 The frustration of what's under the peel.
 Yeah its coming out as your going down.
 For that's the only enjoyment in you I've ever found.
 So play and clown with your immaturity showing it's ass.
 You've been put on display finally and for once, at last.
 I play your tune back atcha turning up the heat.
 In your hell, never again will we meet.
 Your a sad song setting fire to the lyrics.
 Burning a blaze when no one wants to hear it.

question?

Have u ever turned around n seen a heart break?
 Watchin what they held so tight escape.
 Or made it seem like shit jus doesn't matter.
 As the tear within is at fault with silent chatter.
 Did u ever walk away dead in the middle of luv.
 Jus all of the sudden show the truth to evade the touch.
 Have u ever broke down in the midst of becoming human?
 Twiddlin the questions til insanity feels as if u were to blame.
 Maybe got good at the game n fell to ur own b.s.
 As u felt what it was you've done to so many wantin to feel u in their grip.
 Have u luv'd n released the one thing u never wanted to see leave?
 Findin the lies in every word expressed was a selfish need.
 Gained n lost a friend that was never what they seemed.
 Did u ever have a moment where u could care less bout luv?
 Told yourself they're all the same n jus wanted to fuck.
 Possibly felt u needed rehab for the healin.
 Or simply unlovable knowin it wasn't ur fault but in whom u were dealin?
 Have u fucked up n became the problem at hand?
 Found yourself in a situation u caused that they couldn't stand.
 Did they visualize u as something misunderstood?
 When in fact everything u did or are doin is for the better good.
 Who's to say we all haven't at least once felt like a disappointment?
 When in actuality we bent n bend backwards as if double jointed.
 I bet u to were careless cuz u knew shit wouldn't last.
 Welcome to the real world where shit happens n it winds up in the past.
 Where u are the question that remains in ur head?
 Unable to see what they've all individually said.
 We're all the same hiding fears that effect us somewhat the same.
 Depending on what side of honesty one actually finds the gain.

i had to come undone

Remembering how it used to be.
 Luv was a stranger caught in a dream.
 A blurred out silhouette standin alone.
 As eyes closed every night as I went home.
 Jus to leave in the mornings unchosen wake.
 Back to the real world in a wondrous escape.
 Tryin to pluck the imagination free from captivity.
 From the shadows of the minds endless creativity.
 Afraid she'd think I'd find an other.
 Not knowin i wanted her n nothin more than her as my luv'r.
 My thoughts shaped her sexy curves.
 As i believed in her every word.
 She was always there waitin when I returned.
 Unchanged, the way I remembered only her.
 Waitin for me to shut down my endless day.
 So she could enjoy me for as long as I could stay.
 Runnin through the nights inside my mind.
 The luv we shared was right on time.
 N as her face formed it's cherished features.
 She came to me as the most beautiful creature.
 Standin apart in a sea of women.
 As I was the one she chose of all other men.
 To take her side as she sighed with every kiss.
 I remember how it felt to taste her lips.
 Yet time skipped a beat n we fell off track.
 From where she came she ran straight back.
 Findin her way to me here in my reality.
 She jumped back in to my fucked up insanity.
 Afraid to luv n scared to feel.
 She was the saddest thing that was so fuckin real.
 N as the darkness within my head swallowed her whole.
 I retreated myself as a disappointment growing old.
 Deep in my daydreams I've forgotten the way she looks.
 N the good times she gave me are long gone n shook.
 Free from a dream come true I realized she was the one.
 That pushed the limits as I had to come undone.
 Findin me in a situation so I'd never get lost.
 Comin full circle for a moment to pause.
 A pitch black memory jus can't seem to remember.
 Unseen n deleted from the shores of my mind she's lost forever.
 As I know now the meaning of lifes roadside show.
 N now I to, can finally go home.

later in life

 Meanwhile, later in life.
 I look back n realize.
 I awakened the dead one inside of me.
 As truths faced were dared to think.
 Yeah. I touched the depths crawling from within.
 Towards the surface I dug out of my pathetic grin.
 Fell from my eye like an emotion outta control.
 Jus to come full circle as the tongue unrolls.
 Alone in a room I was played by my own flawless game.
 Left in solitude my box was not padded as I remained.
 Unrestrained yet chained I cracked in silence.
 Filtering through worth n regained purpose without the violence.
 Real n intact, I came forth not giving a shit of what anyone thinks.
 Slipping once, as self was spent n spread thin as I blinked.
 Back into reality I reemerged a bit more of what appeared to be insane.
 My scared heart was a pin cushion with a band aid.
 Wrapped in barbed wire as I forgot my own name.
 Truth is, I enjoyed the snap that makes me misunderstood n strange.
 I admit n accept the terms that I was embarrassed by luv.
 Yet loosened grips of the hands eventually eased up.
 Allowing shit be what it really is.
 My mind attached itself to the words upon my lips.
 So I can hear my thoughts strength released.
 In between every breath I was dying to breathe.
 I'm no longer fazed by the one thing that's plagued my faults.
 Free, I know why the imagination dreams in sleeps pause.
 Some things belong behind the curtains of the mind.
 Never to take the stage for applause to fade in a sigh.
 The show will end a few moments later in life.
 As what's left for a while, is what even I couldn't hide.
 The reason pointed at my choices I alone made.
 N somehow I drifted into a fucked up image, mentally framed.
 Lost, I settled in n found me as my home.
 N there's no walls or locks to where I roam.
 As I come from a place I nor u can even pretend to see.
 Seems all along I've been following my own careless lead.
 My comfort will never lay in a bed safe n sound.
 As who I am to an other has never been found.
 It's a gamble I took that changed my train of thought.
 Peeking through holes in others that leak the cost.
 To stand so close to what absorbs like a sponge.
 jus to be rung as if tears were to pour when done.
 I'm good n different here later in life.
 Waiting on no one to turn into the lie.
 For I know it's only a matter of time before the escape.
 I've met myself under the radar n now I can relate.
 Me n I as we are one united adding n subtracting.
 Anything that catches interest or becomes a distraction.
 For I've come to understand luv should be a mirror.
 Luv'n an other as if self is witness to someone they do not fear.
 As the temptation is only a mask to lure one into their world.
 It's that face in the morning that's raw n untouched by lifes swirl.
 Spiraling as if flushing away the outer beauty.
 Yet, one still hasta simply hold on loosely.
 Untamable I wonder if I'm the only one.
 Tasting words that could be lyrics sitting on the tongue.
 Patient n unspoken til the day that may never come.
 I'm at peace here later in life as the ink is slung.
 Opened up as a purebred resembling who u hide behind ur bars.
 Content knowing even a deck of cards only has so many hearts.
 Trumping the family blood that should be thicker than a friends.
 The concept of relations is a sad dead end.
 Take me as a rare breed that never leaves the facts of reality.
 As I see through the bullshit of so called individuality.
 For I've pushed myself to the limits falling in luv with the pain.
 Listened to every sad song imaginable so I never become a victim again.
 I forcefully felt myself drained by wanting it's feel.
 N now u get what u get til I know ur shit is the real deal.
 Untouchable by anyone to shallow to simply be.
 Later in life, this is me.