as i search for the answers the thrist for knowledge seems powerless as we age/
as we turn the page on another year we must now learn to set the stage/
from sqaulor to fame the fallouts the same who wants their dreams the american way/
the current world and it’s ways makes me scared to say that i’ve been dared to pray/
can we change our path or do we need to endure the stress and hate our past/
so now do i continue to write my wrongs or try to right my wrongs too fast/
we will all soon pass so do you choose to uplift our people or something equal/
let’s just not pray on the bleak few and try not to herd the meek that seek the steeple/
what does god teach you that love is conditional and you should take how people treat you/
do you want to live like this i don’t think so so go out of your comfort zone and seek truth/
where does the journey take me i’m aching for simplicity in my daily routine/
the truth hurts i can’t seem to talk through things one day i hope i can come clean/

as the tears stream and love escapes this wounded heart/
if i dont feel the pain of missing you im sure it soon will start/
ive lost in my life the newest part its going to be truly hard/
i can make few remarks about how i feel cause my heart is newly scared/
if fate brought us together im sure miracles can occur twice/
im sure i heard right when she called me the most important thing in her life/
and they are my sentiments exactly i hope we see each other soon/
our eyes locked hands together and out lips will meet under the moon/
the passion will never cease even when the distance makes me think it will fade away/
goodbyes i hate to say at least i can remember when your smile made my day/
or how our bodies moved in rhythm to the beat of our souls/
or how our hands fit perfect and yours is the one i need to hold

i’m life changing but not law abiding my hands are scarred from writing/
i’ve seen what the prophets have searched for but my vision marred my sighting/
i’m not blind but reminded that without blinders you get scared of the truth/
but not by fiction time we face the facts and it’s about time we dared our youth/
we aren’t headed in the right direction lost on this atlas like columbus/
your words chosen in generally are horrendous but i’m great at this i’m stupendous/
exploring the subterrean landscape what this hand makes will decide this man’s fate/
i still seal deals with a handshake they must be after humans that they can sedate/
easily adaptable it’s practical to force the masses to practice what you preach/
but it’s the greed you actually seek as i see these factions formed by the weak/
you know the individual a benz with tinted windows though and his fists are full/
of bills it’s quite miserable to show that i know more than our elected officals know/
i’m not saying i’m a mensa member but i know that legal tender tempts the honest type/
there’s two things about me i get along with night and even when i’m wrong i’m right/

A friend wanted to me to touch on the idea of suicide, so I decided that I would let my brain wander into the unknown. I don’t condone this kind of action, but I’m sure we have all thought about a better place at one point or another.

is it a cop out how about we hop out of our bodies just for a second/
do we make the right choice we all know it’s the devil that beckons/
or is it our time to go i know my mind will know when death becomes me so/
my life at times is slow as the knife draws bloods and those cuts do show/
but who will show that they care when the air is drawn from my wilting body/
as my body gets cold there goes my soul my heart my mind as i kill things softly/
but often our kind is misjudged but i have distruted this path i’ve chosen/
i shed societies mold when i was told at ten that my heart was molten/
that it had melted alongside the feelings i had about the life i had lead/
forcefed until i was confirmed dead mislead about the image i wish i could shed/
they even tried shock therapy and apparantly that didn’t work as planned/
and made me take whatever they thought would cure what ails as my throat was crammed/
with pills with names i couldn’t pronounce but they sure made me feel numb/
the doctors i wish i could grill them they didn’t know that they will kill some/

A brother of a friend passed away, I had lots of thoughts on my mind and this is what it produced. Rest in peace to everyone that has gone early.

sure seems that the best are leaving no matter what they believe in/
it doesn’t matter what you’re preaching but to me they are gone for no good reason/
i don’t think they are seeking a better place and to me you said it’s fate/
as the bright ones depart to the grave early it does make our heads rotate/
should we break down and cry or sort out our lives and continue to soldier on/
we can’t hold on strong now that our family, best friends, spouses, and lovers are gone/
what did we do so wrong that this pain is felt so long we question ourselves/
one day i’ll be resting near as we shed a tear on the plot that’s been delved/
and now their wealth is the smiles, laughs, and joy spread amongst by all/
i’m still trying to figure out why it’s their name their lord needed to call/

in a dream like state i saw theĀ  night change and i’m free from these chains/
i need to refrain from putting the blame on these snakes and their fangs/
and where does that leave us desolate and cold as we seek the truth/
why must we compete to prove the news is real but it still bleak for few/
to weak to subdue the hues of blue my soul is feeling less than ordinary/
more than many i think are forced to fend without means it’s sort of scary/
maybe i’m ornarary but doesn’t the make-up of us seem fake and corrupt/
or am i too late or abrupt or maybe it’s that i’m not awake to disrupt/
do we need to use soldiers to send a message that the oil is gods/
from iraq to sudan we need to retract from command those moralist slobs/
they must be bored with their jobs as they let the bloodshed continue/
must i remind you the rest will combine into a new world order debut/
a few will hold onto you and rule with the money and power in mind/
i’m sour to find out to do what needs doing there isn’t enough hours of time/

we need to escape the grasp of these pythons the real snakes in the grass/
i’m trying to do the math but what i’m seeing doesn’t add up to the facts/
my soul is rather intact but i miss that comfort and the support from you/
still the same or a newscast filled with ninty percent fake news and some truth/
if i could i would deface the koran and break the cross jesus died with/
so we didn’t have to argue about who can use of allah as i cry myth/
my hatred of religion runs deep some seek to find a holy figure/
the death toll will get only bigger and i can compare some to hitler/
if you could turn back time would you change for the better of us/
i wrote a letter as such but right now that doesm’t matter too much/
as a matter of fact my perception of the financial collapse is ask for it back/
after each investigation we were left with a laugh as they mentioned the lack/
of caring where the bailout goes sail out those who disagree with me/
it seems to be if you want to speak you will get a cop’s fist for free/