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I am but a puppet to my heart's passion

In the crudeness of the night

Truth and shadows mimic the twilight

And things that hide in the light

Become plainly and vividly in sight

There is a rawness to utter darkness

It is, in my opinion, what many fear

Because inside your head, free of noise, it is a coward that always appears

As dawn lifts the sky and the sunlight draws near

Your reality begins. Enjoy your life of sin.


"This passion, this burn, this fire... it will consume me eventually."

Me, myself, & my mic

Me, myself, & my mic
"My touch sets the pace as I lace my fingers around it's thin waist, and my voice sends static music that hypnotizes you without a choice, and my words? Oh, my words. They are the potency behind my sweet lips poetic bite. Just me, myself, & my mic.

Self Portrait

My body aches with desire
My fingers itch with passion
My mind yearns for truth
My heart screams for compassion
Live with purpose
Fight for a cause
Find reason for each breath you take
Because everyone dies
But not everyone lives

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Today & Tomorrow

What we live for today sometimes never even matters tomorrow
What we do today we mourn for hours and yesterday sinks into a deeper sorrow
What do we use as "credentials" to determine what is important today
and what can be left for tomorrow
Why do we struggle for happiness but find easy routes to obtain greed
Why do we hide from love and stray from truth but preach about never being
freed
From a gilded cage we ourselves have created and found to use only when hiding
is beneficial
That of course means when we are being cowards and superficial
What we strive for today should mean something tomorrow
What we say today should reflect a lifetime's worth of fulfillment to ease
a soul's hollow
How we love should be risky, dangerous, exciting, and true
Taking chances on what we believe is right even when there is no one that
believes in you
What we determine is right is usually morally wrong
But what lies in a heart's strength is always the notes of our truest songs
Morally wrong is simply based on perspective
Are you brave enough to intercept this disabled contraceptive?
Be bold and follow that tune in your head and the glass stairs to your heart
For today is simply your forever's jump start
Shouldn't it mean something more than just the everyday hustle and strife
for the American dream?
If you dream on solid ground with your head to the sky and you feet planted..
that dream will become more than what reality may seem and that image will
become much more concrete than simply a gleam

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