Solid in delivery...
Speaking from what triggers the pain.
Raw emotion feeds on betrayals gain.
Dissecting the way it enters the heart.
With no chance of trusting anyone tearing me apart.
The swiveling mind has suffered enough.
Went from automatic to shifting the clutch.
Alert peeking backwards, forward for once.
I've played the fool that became the chump.
There's no need in givin the attention in reverse.
The backs healed and away from thirst.
Blood thieving blades will never insert the stain.
Left to scrub at the texture drained.
I've awakened to realities accepted.
Able to decipher through the lies, detected.
Movin like a runnin back, low n effective.
Bowing through what's being inspected.
Well before it reaches the sweet spot within.
With a stiff arm followed by a spin.
In lifes obstacle course playin the game.
Standing as a man I felt lesser than a lame.
Knowin I stood in n did what I didn't havta do.
Luv is but a feeling consuming the blinded woos.
Times have changed my lean.
I got back in and rearranged the patterns need.
Hand stitched thread by thread.
Fed up using a curved needles angle in my head.
Wiring strings overlapping the seams strength.
Repaired is the rotations train of thought read.
N it goes a little something like this.
Don't fall for anymore useless bullshit.
For the artillery is aimed as if a firing squad.
Scoping the scoop trying to school the applause.
I need not hear without actions of interest.
I'll just squeeze the juice from chartering lips.
Forcing the issue fishing as me as bait.
Wanting more than the worm I will not take.
I don't swim in a garden of lusts.
Invisible to me is the promiscuous.
Solid in delivery the steel don't melt to passions flame.
All because I can't stand dripping in the rain.
The squishy walk isn't my cup of tea.
No matter the amount of sugar added to lure me.
The candies eye is nothing more than a shell emptied.
There's no depth for maturities use to flow through the veins.
Trust is the balance of proof toeing the line.
Teeter up teeter down, words are sly.
Hidden behind these eyes is the transforming of shifting momentum.
In possession of the antidote to the rejected venom.
Respectfully in complete understanding of what holds the ties knot.
I am what can not be stopped....
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