Freestyle ..umml ol

i dunno ;(

What is this life?
A constant fight...to live?
A struggle to survive?
We are all creatures,
Equal and evolving, Ever so slowly.
We’ve forgotten who we are..
Genius above all.
Though we remain fallen.
I guess peace will come,
When the madness subsides...
Maybe the earth will survive ,
and Mankind will just renew...
Truly our kind cannot hide,
Anger and hate
Desire, lust and divisive drivel
All within a whirlwind
Directed for the void itself.
I’ve forgotten how to live
I’m so devoted ,
To bringing peace.
When will all forget
The past and precede,
To the garden,
Earth so plentiful...
Will peace ever arise?
Maybe not before I die.
I can't see why...
reading between the lines so far.
I try....
I'd rather help others,
fulfill their dreams.
before we all wash away
its never-ending.
an ocean ever sending
the creek over bedding the immaculate, descending erosion
of mankind spiralling towards deception
evermore
ever less
never-ever
will i forget the ritual i retain.
Such shame I sense in an awkward soul
the media drool over the teens control
grounding the life to suffice
whether the sand sparkles his light
or dark sight , the eyes meant for one
not to see undone images of self
the world is so corrupt
this rant is an attack
from within my depths
sniping my steps
the steps I've walked already
not institutionalized for others
get ready because the name is so
petty
i forgot already.
what simple chatter regulates distant matters
reciprocal respect governs the depths once more
for I'm forlorn and horns are braking for my surrender
is not near they will succumb to my cheer
and resist i will remain unwilling
reluctant to conforming behaviour so fake glory
i do not condone the unwritten lies
forget the truth spitting sighs
my memory is just a grave yard
foreshadowing my eventual end
separating my head my brain is a pet
to my imagination for destructing
its rampant illustrations conducting my abduction
i cannot create this mess' hall for its never-ending
no entrance or exit at all
my life it burns at a stake
while i sit back and investigate the crimes I've committed
worry whether most were not permitted
i gain power and strength though i lose all the time
the better are weak in their hearts they are blind
so i reach out for love
send compassion to the enemies of my day
even my closest relatives deserve defeat
i lay down with my eyes open
to regret that they ever opened
to close my gates to heaven or hell
ill never know until

the past unfolds

and magic prevails

while the ancient details

surround my retail

my shoes tied so tight

slipping on the bare ice

my life is not concise

i see the path i should set foot to

but my eyes cant handle the truth

written on my forehead

i see it once before im dead

staring down from infinity above

my lips read healing

like a dove in the abyss

flying without a kiss

the flower lands on my chest

while i begin my eternal rest

i cannot confess

for my frequent mess

but i have one vest

wrapped around the chest

of treasure invested in weather

drawn spirits climbing through the rain

i sit in pain of spitting rain

hailing upon my insane shame

with my head hung on a sling

the barbwire slits my veins

while i intrude on my display

the master plays a game

so i pray and say to never go away

but the damage is caused

done and never rid

im convinced that im still just a kid

growing and conversing with the altered beings

nothing can correct where and what ive been

so i take to the streets to guide myself

in a direction called home

where i can be

where i can stay

where i can lay

where i can say

peace and love

compassion from within

not sin or win

its survival of all

survival together

we are all together

one mass one consciousness

sitting on top of something so great

so universal but a world of its own

spinning across nothing

revolving like a door or a spore

its endless and infinite

im convinced

its bliss , pure euphoria

felicity is her name

she watches the rain fall

the sun shibne

its time

to confine the rhyme

the consumed have been used

empty again for internal rising

hahaha off the doooown shiiiettt

Author's Note

Hi i wrote this in like 5 minutes ...just some thoughts i had ......basicly a freestlye write see what u can make of it.

Reviews

[cest la vie]

I say it is an excellent write.. I can hear this at a spoken word or poetry slam..
Really great.. spoken word is my FAVORITE.. nice job!!