He saw the world in a different perspective, human yet not.
And that was just not but the creepy part, my name is given at birth, born at a number that was brought to life, a representative repetition of the pronouncing breath.
The tongue is mighty powerful, remember that in the end you are what you preach.
Peace be with you at your darkest hour.
I contemplated thoughts, I exposed myself to my fears, I weakened and that vulnerability took root, work was at play and others knelt down and prayed.
Was it an, exosim?
Look within and find yourself, your voice is sound that can either be liked, disliked or tolerated.
I’m a demented monster struggling to find some angels.
Corrupted like a government sworn to satisfy it’s needs, up and about in the fields they grow it, a plantation exposing the reality behind the truth, born and raised as a child.
Did mama teach me right?
Alone I stood, as the wind blew he walked, the feelings within scrumbled and grew, looking back was the final blow, ouch!
Now he walked with a twitch and a glow, limping along the path before he disappeared, things just got weird.
I expected too much, my heart beat faded for a while as I struggled to breathe.
For as much as the past has beauty, the worst happened too and that has pushed me away, dreams are bittersweet, reality is now torture, I wake up and regret why, I hate mine, am tormented by these memories.
Tears are my neverending fountain of pain.
Being numb shuts everything and everyone out, only a few know how to pass that barrier and when they do, the real me waits patiently.
I’ve stubbed myself time and time again and I still live.
In anger, we rocked, things changed and the embrace is the reality that is rooted to the origin.
At heart is a conflict, battlefield games now as we killing each other emotionally, people are ruthless, we all have that ‘devil’ in us but the difference is going to come in factor when you decide to roll with whom.
Memories are sweet, the most exquisite delicacies, and the others that scratch old wounds.
Insanity is only a switch away, flip and see all that comes after.
All I did was love, now am being punished for a crime I know not how I committed.
I’ve tried everything, I even tried to open myself up to her, I did all that was requested.
I drained my blood, drunk it and filled everything within me with the harsh reality.
Numb I became, I froze in time and everything else and everyone else moved, emotions can create or destroy and my destraction had just began, every word spoken and moment spent in that moment killed him within as it did her, I guess.
No one understands what I mean, not even the ones I once trusted, I grew distant and at one I realized.
Personas in conflict.
My soul is out there, lost.
Walking life as the path intended, I reason that we all sinners from birth, you fight yourself till you eventually succeed or fail, test, hard work pays and this is advice, relax and remember, you have the time to be because you’re blessed, God’s child.
The twist within being a cursed blessing, is nothing, it just depends on your view.