Hello fellow creators. In short I'm nothing more than a very big fan of this art form we all love called Poetry. Playing with words and thoughts, bending and twisting ideas is all part of this therapeutic yet challenging past time.
At the end of the tunnel you're the light
Let's cut to the chase, dare to make the first
Maneuvers sharp and cutting edge with
The upmost precision,
Fool's story tell tales of mi...
Brainstorming how to clear our
Having No backbone will backfire, you should fear our
Must we play chicken to find out what's the beef with
How about we consider what we can stomac...
The "Spared Lives" question my main motive, and I say, " It's because
You couldn't stop me."
Clumsy you, they ask why I fell, and I replied, " Why did you ever
From others it stays hidden an...
I can't remember what it felt like
I can't remember when it felt right.
I desperately entertain the illusion of what it could be,
Mirrors constructed from lies,don't be amazed at what you
The worlds in our hands, the contract written throughout
They nervously threatened us to change, who are we to remain Calm?
Our theories seem a little more off base in these extra
We've tried to give you our all without revealing
Fighting this losing battle in attempt to help it Resemble a more appealing score.
Your zealous tone has become such an inviting