No Longer Silent

Stream of Consciousness

If I feel that you're mad at me, I'm sad to be
The one
That you passively
Have to be
So angry so disastrously
Like catastrophe
The fact it be
I'm actively
Drawing and writing in ways that are so dastardly
Masterfully unabashedly
Advertise, you wanna come back to me
Exact-a-ly
Distracting me
From this Apoc-olapy-tic Attack on me
My Bach degree
Was bad for me
Had to step down
From the Bach of fine arts faculty
Like that, you see
Now I'm back, back on track contractually
So fast for me, Decision making
Capacity, mind zero vacance
Speech-pathy, DMX my cadence
The catch of me, got zero latence
The sketch of me, got many faces
Many faces of more races
More races for more places
Always placing but never complacent
Never complacent but still adjacent
Complacent Adjacent Placement means my head be out like
I'm spacing, thus racing to vacance inside my head
to find my cadence enough said
Or maybe I sped
Through a sense with Com-pet-ence of confidence
With no suspense at my expense sum-mon all of my ex-cell-ence
The best defense is all offense
Lay to rest
a pestilence
A testament to the test of me
No black and white, it's a gray-test see
Gray-test me
So y'all can see
Exactly who the Great-est be
I shamelessly
Will tear my sleeve
Bare my arms and folliculy
Balden me
So y'all can see
The scars upon me mentally

Two shy of a decade and then further on
Lived inside white palaces you'd think nothing wrong
But inside lived a sec-ret lived a curse and a beast
Make one wrong step and upon you it would feast
The least
amount while causing the utmost pain
Douse you in gasoline hand you the match and name you to blame
Never the same
After you were chewed up and spit out
Left with doubt inside your once intelligent mind
Now you're crying laying in bed asking God about Early dying
Only there is no God
Because while you're shivering and stricken in fear
Planted in you, almost like a whisper in your ear
He disappears and then a cruel reality
spreads across your mind and robs you of individuality
The duality created
Is a fear of expectations
The relief of concentration
Creates creative isolation
Fermentation of imagination
But the lack of socialization
Thus advantage of me is taken
Speaking up for me is brazen
Bet you think I'm getting complacent
Since all my rhymes are adjacent
But aren't they short of all true statements?
No they aren't and so thus looks at what we're making
Making a statement about a sliver of hell I exist in
But it holds not a wick to the way a Mom's persisted
Insisted to hang on with best intents she perservered
But no longer could she hide the price, heart shattered, my rage severe
That why [Loop back]