Matter

Looks like it's time to kill it

And time is just mine to pillage

My rhymes come from thoughts with skill I've

Acquired from repetitions

I've practiced this trade until it

Became a thing I can build with

Create something I instill with

Emotions, facts and opinions

To probe reactions to stimulus

Opens pathways to living a

Better life through me giving

The world what I have envisioned

A trade that I'd call a win-win

I'll never stop I won't give in

Keep pushing keep on originating

Original writtens

No one can top what I'm spitting

My lines enhance when your chilling

Like photo-shopping an image

I've got a spot I can fit in

Just sign the dot you get in

I go insane like a villain

Jumping out of a f*****g building

While he stabs himself with a quill in

An attempt to get blood to spill with

Which he can curse the universe

And each person upon the earth

To desert their own inner worth

And to murder linear purpose

He's turning this current world

To a place with just empty space

A space with no rhyme or race

A plane that's without a trace of actual factual time or face

How does a person react to that line of waste

That garbage that has replaced what we know as existence today

F**k the whole idea of there being nothing that's real

Cuz everything that's ever been and everything that we feel

Has from the beginning led to the edge of the present ledge

As we tread to the precipice we acknowledge that we are not dead

I'll get a hot head to anybody saying we're rotten

I've seen this live being

Known as the known world

Succeeding at just surviving

It goes on

Whether we're here or not

Do you see what I mean?

We're all a part of the same

The universe to the sandy grain

If you've heard what I have to say

You'll know the truth clear as a fall day

We're all matter

We all matter

Because we were all made

Reviews

[misha]

Great write! You did a wonderful job!