Poetically Creeping.

there are things. between. living. and dying. and it all takes place in outerspace. or in my face. right there. standing on the corner mocking. in that. beautiful way. you. do. have. i don't believe. there. can. be. worse. things. then losing that little bit of what you had. and not realizing before. until. it. is. gone. that. it. was. there. in. the. first. place. all along it was in my face. and i decided to misplace. it. and hide. it. and hate. it. for no good reason at all. only greed. and the need. to. do. so. to. be. unhappy. because. being. happy. seems. too. lame. it is all just a game. and i don't care if i'm losing. because there's nothing to be won. either. way. there. will. always. be. a. yesterday. i am an enemy of those that think inside the lines. and believe all of gods lies. there is only truth in the mind. my mind. try your own mind. that. is. if. you. need. to. find. a reason. for all the worlds treason. and i don't like the sun too much. i prefer darker days and nicer nights. and if it could be a shadow all the time. i'd smile. more. or. less. i am the best. where words are concerned. some times. i have. those. nice. sweet. rhymes. and. then. it. takes. off. running. and gunning. down all those that are in my way. and i don't feel like not smiling today. because all i am is what is here. and i'm tired of trying to be more. when it's all so much already. and i woke up early today. and my eyes are all foggy and tired. and heavy. like my heart is from time to time to minute to hours. all day. everyday. it is a marathon of sorrow. but i will still face tomorrow. because i'm not afraid of being made and i don't fear losing it all. because i have lost it before. a million times more. i think i will continue to be an enemy to sanity. i like my thoughts and my mind and my head and the hand i use to get. it. all. out. with. one more time please. step in line please. no. come. again. sweet raisin danish, it's an ambush.
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