My most used form of writing is poetry |
Fluctuating deity randomizing insanity dripping truth surrounded by unsavory lies horror filled times. Blood a fuel to burn. A luscious one way turn. Incapable but just about to crack. Locked up with one key one day . One way to be. Free. Drowning surrounding the unfaithful the incapable the constant never ceasing just releasing. I'm breathing hard. The air thinning. Lack of faith. Just escape. The air so true the life breathing through. It fills you when you least expect it. The vibe of life, it's electric. A fire that burns steadily through time. A warmth that’s so divine. A hand so gentle holding mine. So what is this need. The craving plagues us. Breaks us. A constant battle waged. The right verse the wrong. The truth versus the false. a minds assault. A shacking fault a dividing ocean. He who wants to be free. Man who dreams to enslave. A competition but its no game. This that is bloody this that is insane this that breaks us Love to know you love to hold you love to but it can't be true if you need what you need and you dream of this dream this beat that’s beating this dream that’s awakening im escaping Only one place to go The inner heart May we all lack the inner foe |