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  • Losing My Balance

    There is no more balance, this tight rope has been cut
    I let go of the scissors, and sent them on the run
    There are lights, people screaming, no one’s having their fun
    They paid 20 fucking dollars to watch me blow the gun
    And I am stunned, in my heart, I have lost all of my spark
    Look at me, I’m in the dark, curtain’s closing, car’s in park
    I’m eating the flesh of an animal that I couldn’t control
    Now my mind’s diseased and my body’s on parole

    • 21 hours ago
    • #love
    • #life
    • #suicide
    • #despression
    • #poetry
    • #fuck it
    • #slam poetry
    • #poems
    • #poem
  • Another Slew of Nothing Rhymes

    Try to turn the tide, but it’s always the same poem
    I’d spit the lines, but you already know em
    Try to change the game, but my drive’s on vay-cay
    Try to clean my mind, but I’m busy being cray-cray
    Mayday, alert all my organs
    Butterflies catching my stomach, I abort them
    Cleanse myself of the possibility
    That I might be the only one I know who is tired of me
    So I flee from the crime scene, hide my weapons
    Burn my house down, get to steppin
    Leave this town that I know as Jealousy
    And rid my mind of this, this fallacy

    Bleeding is my favorite part of the day
    Shedding all my sins, and all my amity
    I’m not ready to be falling in love
    I just wanna fly, but not just like a dove
    I wanna be prepared, and be an eagle
    The air is my land, the tree’s my steeple
    Look out below me, out to the people
    Who wonder why they all think he/she is feeble
    And I don’t have to worry, cause I’m above this
    The sky’s the limit and I’m high above the summit
    This elegant creature that combs through the streets and the city lights
    Is my vessel as a watchkeeper to study what is right

    • 2 weeks ago
    • 1 notes
    • #life
    • #nature
    • #people
    • #vessel
    • #love
    • #eagles
    • #poetry
    • #slam poetry
    • #poems
    • #unfinished
  • Crouching Tiger, Revealed Sadness

    There isn’t a hole deep enough to bury these sins
    Incarcerated in my mind, I try to lock them in
    Forget about the love and embers you stroke
    Force choke your madness, life is a joke
    That just sees you on your knees and kicks you down
    When you find that stepping stone, it buries it down

    So invest in this sadness, watch it grow tenfold
    See away that one you just want to hold
    Life didn’t give you the time to change
    So throw it away, expand on this rage
    So throw it away, step off of that stage
    Burn the whole script, and start a new page

    • 3 weeks ago
    • 1 notes
    • #love
    • #life
    • #poetry
    • #poets
    • #poet
    • #slam poet
    • #slam poetry
  • For Dalton Renouf - Cascades of Crimson

    Heading towards the light, that’s the plan, the game changer
    But it’s blinding me, it turns red, I’m sensing danger
    The sensation is feeling stranger, but still I head towards the light
    I look behind me as I move forward, I see nothing but night
    My skins starts to bleed out shivers as cold as you
    My eyes begin to pour showers that we put each other through
    These memories will never fade, but cannot pass through this gate
    It’s meant for one, my biggest fear, but I guess this all was fate

    Thinking of us, what could’ve been, as this crimson reflects my hate
    But alas, that feeling will be shed, as I move towards light beyond this gate

    • 3 weeks ago
    • #love
    • #life
    • #poetry
    • #people
    • #relationship
    • #relationships
    • #spoken word
  • The Urge to Purge

    They tell us to forgive is to forget,
    But the masses choose to riot cause the masses pay the debts
    Of the over-weighted cats who say to purge our minds
    But we aren’t your puppets, and we sure as hell aren’t blind
    Online, on billboards, the news it says kill more
    We justify madness by saying “we spilled for
    Our children, your mother, our teachers, your brothers”
    And all it takes is a little line and their status quo goes back to fine
    What are you doing in the mainstream if we’re heading overseas?
    The news can’t help us win a war if it’s covering false policies
    It bothers me, we let it slide, we don’t stand up, we just abide
    By saying that it’s bonafide, But I won’t let that cloud my mind!

    Take out the towers, the radio signals
    Deconstruct the buildings, disorganize people
    We will fight again when we have a cause to bleed
    But tonight let’s focus on becoming free

    • 1 month ago
    • #poetry
    • #politics
    • #government
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