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A Tongue Of Cursive
- In a time
- When I care too god damned much
- Yet I still dont care Just quite enough
- So far from myself and it felt like a hell in a way
- While i fell from my Body
- And my grip slowly losing its touch
- Metaphores lost in performance
- Yet a locked door before diligant minds
- That keep recording
- Like an accordion playing the folkish tunes in a war band
- Circulating Novelties by popular demand
- and The firm operation carried out assholes barking commands
- Behind the Back of my villanous ways
- They hide to far from me to catch a glance
- But i hear them talking shit while they laugh.
- What would make it better
- Getting sober and pretending life is just fine and quaint and dainty
- Abandon all of my commitments
- just for all of you dumb motherfuckers
- To still mistreat me and fuck with me,
- Because you literally Want me dead, yet have little grounds
- And a weak foundations, But fucking hate me?
- Maybe, I'm just going crazy
- If the efforts were worth it, I'd be alittle less lazy
- But everytime I come with no purpose
- and hands baren empty
- I feel myself like a darkness with a light cast upon it
- Fading away in a blend of nocturnal emission
- Again I tend to offend with my blasphemous heart
- And It would rip me in half If i found Another pointless relationship
- that left me barred in scarrs with nothing to show for it
- and years wasted from waiting
- And i still became the enemy
- That made the mistake of being honest in a world of liars and perverts
- That wait til i'm sleeping and watch the demons i trapped violently rape me
- I'd be half convinced most of the lot
- Get viciously excited masturbating
- unaware of the price that im paying
- For sparing Too many people of the evil that they created
- and then watched as they all walked away alone with these
- Monsters To leave me drained and a mind once fruitful
- Now devastated
- People think I'm playing
- But dont get it
- I hunt Evil
- And have a mind thats strong enough to contain the entities
- and simply absorb the pain
- All the while I'm surrounded by people who simply see
- an easy way out of their anger and hatred
- and I'm standing all vulnerable
- Weak and frail
- Fresh for the taking
- All of my life
- I've lived with not a single broken bone
- Just a plan to get home
- Where ever the hell that might be
- I'd like to think Its with in myself
- But I dont want to finish this Whole god damned existance,
- And end up On my own
- Below the pits of the fact
- That
- Even though i had existed to grow
- I still havent Grown
- A king Sitting alone in a solitary throne
- Has no Kingdom
- Except the kingdom
- That he himself had overthrown
- The transition doesnt make any sense to a man speaking to an empty field
- Talking political Debates with a loud speaker phone
- People just walking by shaking their heads
- As if I was the one who had lost his mind
- When in reality
- They live for a lie
- And i think of the world we're gonna leave behind
- I was raised knowing that its up to us
- To give the next of kin the most
- And my eye twitches as i write this
- Watching my son thrash the living room me and his mother
- just cleaned
- Because He has a tag on his shirt he wanted of
- Or disney channel wasnt playing the fucking cartoon
- He chose
- So now To hell with the world. My kids going mad
- and so Are his mother and me
- I got a heart covered in the sheets of Ice now adays
- Because i came here to make a difference
- But people are spoiled just like my Son
- And if they dont get their way
- They will throw tantrums and scream
- Or do what they're doing to me
- Just because I want to Teach
- and educate But because i need drugs to fight the darkness
- That dwells deep beneath
- I am a spirit unclean
- And I am the Devil himself
- Because i tell people to think
- Then they lock me up, and hand me a glass of brewed wolfs bane
- And demand i take my life
- Just as they had once done to the Great Socrates
- But your religion Are answers you can't question
- But my philosiphy are answers that i may never reach
- Baptise me please
- And dunk me under the purified and holy saturation
- While you keep hold my neck down
- So i stay underneath
- And feel blood rush into my mouth
- Lungs collapse
- To bad That i was so evil
- I wasnt able to breath
- I wont say give mercy to me
- I wont scream for God as much as i once did
- And in this time
- The prime of my life
- I honestly should feel strong
- But i feel nimble Yet weak
- From a disease
- That you couldnt begin to understand,
- And you if you think you know shit about it
- I promise you
- You aint got the first Idea about what it means to me
- The mind of me.
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