Peacerant

River drops on the edge of sanity,
Losing all stake in any kind of humanity,
Gravity has lost it's mighty strength
So they have therefore lost their will to move
Lot's of things have happened up till now
Things that make me wonder with a "HOW?"
Bugs in the brain don't eat very much until
The owner of said device tries, oh so hard, to fill
Eating good food, healthy stuff all day
But getting nowhere regardless, yay
How can the moon be so ungodly still
In this loud screaming evening of murderous shill
Lack of luster and anything else that bites
Losing sight of all that matters and mights
I don't know what to say
But that this is not a good day
One, rather, of reckoning the horrid torrent
Of torture and malice and fendalshit florence
I don't want to keep rhyming in rhythm
For the the fuck really cares about such stuff
The future may not be written or set
But the seems are so strong that it's difficult to get
Out of such visions that haunt like ninja
Each and every thought thought by such a head
Now is the time to end this crap
Say hello to the man who likes to rap
For I have done all I can, but no I haven't
I'm just saying that because I'm a lazy-ass

Yeah, you are a lazy-ass why do you deserve to live
When people to desire to work better than you die every day
Nothing can come out of the mouths of the innocent, fool
You just sit there contemplating the suicidal drool
That flabbers from your mouth like a dying earthworm
And drip drops onto the ground in an array of mirth term
Yeah, that didn't make any sense whatsoever
But who the fuck reads this shit anyways, no one clever
I'll tell you something that I've been holding in for a while
Now that we're alone here and you finally refuse to smile
If you don't get your shit together and start working
You will die of boredom (oh it's posssible), blindy sherking
Your face into the air with nothing but regret
That you refused to try when things to tough to set
You're a loser if you give up now, when you're almost done
Why can't you see that this is the time to begin having fun
Nothing to live for? Puh-lease, you're an ignoramus
Passion lives within you, so get your head out of your anus
And fucking live, you mother fucking fucker
Promise to like life to death, or be a sucker
You tell me which one of those sounds better
Look me straight in the eye and say you'll find no pleasure
You can and you will if you move around that swill
Of thoughtless inspiration that you've left to rot
Thankfully for you, it doesn't
Inspiration can only be hidden for so long from your top,
And when you find it, you'll wonder how you could ever've thought to stop
Such a wonderful thing as life
So don't do it, don't end all strife
Just live, and laugh at all the errors
That you used to call horrid terrors
Shoot for the stars, bro, and you may reach the sky
But shoot for heaven, so you can actually find the high

Now, about that lance that's stuck in your body,
It only pains you because you imagine it to
Make it disappear with your super awesome skills
Make it go away by thinking of amazing stuff

Good luck, brother of the hood
It's up to you to start the spark that ignites the gasoline
And only you can do it
Only you




Only you


Peace Y

Dropody Lament

Here stands the sea captain, his crew dead
Staring at a purple sky, eyes red
His journey has finally come to an end, success
The promised favor has been fulfilled, no less
The only water in this little account, however
Gently slides from his eye down his cheek, wow, clever
And as that little life of a being dies, so slowly
So does the captain turning his eyes, now lowly
"Here lies Angela, killed by the Viking knaves"
Here lie they
Here lie I

No more

The chains have finally rusted away

A Fearful Path of ABCs

For some strange reason, here, when I try to write

An ubiquitous amount of fear of what may happen, comes to sight

Errors, many of which I've fearlessly made elsewhere

Terrors, they become, stitched to my nerves like hell's stare

"Why?" is a question I haven't quite asked enough on this topic

Shy, is my nesting, on such thoughtful freedom in such a tropic

As a stream of thoughts purposely meant to be formed some way

When elsewhere, I know, that, in this chained form, they don't have to stay

Yet I am lingering on such a brainwave now

Thoughtlessly fingering through these bookshelves of why and how

Hoping, perhaps not, to find a mere answer

But to force my machine through a small bit of cancer

To bring it to strength by showing how weak

That it can be when such doubt starts to peak

Which, to my knowledge, can only be followed

By a negative slope, a feeling of being hollowed

In a hopeful light, hollowed from evil

In the darkest night, followed by such

Of this, I can only say so much....

The end is only as near as it is to you when you fear it.

Healthlight

Open up your sails as wide as the sky

Tonight we fly away

The last conviction has finally gone by

Our plan is coming into play

Read the signs upon the road

Our shears have made it smooth

What once was nothing but a node

Now guides us through and through

Let your whistles blow and your wants aflame

Your friends be here and joyful

The kindle we lit so long away

At last will warm the whole soul

Demonic evils that once ran free

Now run away from us

From fear of goodness that we be
Now sewn today till rust

Our ash fed sky now eats of sun

And spreads all colors 'round

The poisoned shade that's up and gone

Rings now with purest sound

Freedom

Is

Wonderfull

If you

Know what

It is

Fin

Tao

The exit sign is missing,

Memory is slipping

But praise the day

For I still sense the way

A small spirit of woe

Born to let me know

How to jump into the river

Of life's biggest and best sliver

To call such a seer

Is not easy here

But neither is it never

Good riddance haunter of mine

Work-a-Round

Turn the gears manually
Automatically
Organically

Shift that sand personally
Shamefully
Willfully

Eat that sandwich quickly
Slowly
Haphazardly

Rinse and repeat

Blind to the Glory

So blindness is what gets me
No lack, no horrid monster
Only a glass effect, a seethroughness
For energy is mine
When I ignore the scream
Of its lack
Which could be made of glass
Itself

What a turn this sign shows me

My "recognition"

The sea is too deep
For a single dark drop like me
To sparkle among the shiners
Who have such a sun
To bring them to greatness

What have I
But my lowly shade
Which will only be seen
Among too much light
And even then as a mere blur
Of copy-catted color

The Drug

My soul feels weak, because you are so strong
The pain is so immeasurable that no pleasure sings anymore
If only I could cut off your clawful grip
If only
I

Could


Then I would be happy

But wait!
Is not joy attainable anywhere
Perhaps it'll be even here
Only one way to find out

I am happy
I have joy
Joy has me
We are friends

Oh no, not again
Sadness endangers me
It's chained my head to my chest
How do I escape from it

Oh yeah, happiness, joy
Joy of exploration

Wooo

No, not again....etc

etc

etc

etc

My wife

Heat Sink

Just die why don't you
In a painful fury of heat
Let the lava melt you
Into oblivion

You can climb out
But you refuse to
You give excuses
But they're worthless

By all means
Die if you want to
But don't take me
Down with you

Dork

Sit there like a good little boy and they won't bother you
No one cares about a statue
I like the nice little sandcastle you've constructed
But how will you live with it in such a shape
Those walls may be useful for protection
But they're also useless for rejection
Keep them up too long and you may become glue
If that, then good luck to you
You're gonna need it too
You idiot
You

Begs

Beginnings tend to beg
In all walks of this life
So lend your mind carefully, give
For this sake of all language
Attention to its sounds
Which differ on your factors
Diluting away from all others
And molding into you

Let it be understood
That this is for you
To stop confusions in their path
To free you from you

Many mediums will surface
But only one will shine

Yours