Tick tock
KNow the clock
Go and run
find your flock
Haha
You had fun
Now your gone
So be a rock
I am vastly aggrieved
And yet it there is reason
So I believed
But still committed my treason
And so behold this existence so ghastly
Then observe his final blow
And lastly to hide these eyes
From these gray skies
And that brings us back to doe
Reality
Normality
The senses a formality
Life endless brutality
But to feel to cause fatality
Our cries find their mortality
And the world again to lack neutrality
And that of abnormality
To see thy face sink to commonality
And it's criminality
Afore seeing my factuality
To the before see the illegality
And I might argue that ,the logicality
See the dance of raging musicality
However to never forget it's practically
With this a leave most fair brutality
And miss my chance at all fatality
And see the to again, faced with fatality
Most rudely I confess this whimsicality
~asthma
Standing there
As if to taunt
Imperfection and care
Without font
And so the world cannot compute
And chooses to forget you
Wich you know so you decided to be smug , but cute
And I know you but you don't believe me
But You know him
And never me
How could you when,
But i will always see
These people ,no but you.
And so Even if we never see the others eyes
I can still find that you and you can always see
The light betwixt my dark gray skies .
When one is lost three ways
It will find its self in seven days
In all the frays
But then what's lost is always found
And what's found must be lost
In which the seven will be one
Eternity will end
And rapture will come.
😈
Is it better to truth or lie
Was it good to convolute
or cry
How is it that ye asks why
And then the answer does not but pollute
A seamless word of many definitions
To mean all of nothing
To be none and less
To torture on and endless mean
To die upon your one unseen
And find that your idea was just a mess.
A/b/00
Amelia. Autumn. Ava. Alyssa. Amanda. Andrea. Annabelle.
A door without a threshold
A stream without a lake
Something said and nothing told
And paper that does not fold
Men who cut without a knife
And people end no endless strife
And it's the end with out beginning and
In the entrance
And Through the hall
Where there lies not a wall
Is a door without a threshold ,
And through the door lies
moonless nights and sunless days
And a threshold that's lost its door
A moon with four stars
A bus full of kids
A city full of people
None full and all with lids
Not a single child looks up past the steeple
No man looks past his bids
And all cry
All laugh
But None look up or down
Too see the things beneath them
Or the four stars and their moon
Before ten
As I tire and weep
And sow my sorrows
And then look up
To see a world of tomorrow's
In a land that seeps
of lies and hate
To be but masked by happy fate
Where to learn, you need only repeat
And the discipline that is always reaped
In this land I dare not speak
Yet I yearn for understanding
Though none is given and I take tomorrow
And loneliness each day I keep
As I tire and weep
And so my sorrows
The end
Goodbye
And the good
And the bad
Here's the calm and qualm
And the happy
Here's the sad
This is a fad
I'm sorry
I'm lonely
I see now
Hello
The universe crashed around me
I was now free
Free to do the undone free to see the under
Unbound by the status quo
In found by social law
And then I stood and the universe found me
I was seen
It was done
And again I must conform
To humanity
