At the end of the tunnel you're the light
I envision,
Let's cut to the chase, dare to make the first
Incision?
Maneuvers sharp and cutting edge with
The upmost precision,
Fool's story tell tales of mistakes and
Failed decisions.
Braced for collisions as I analyze
The crash,
Skeptically rose from the flames rather than
Basking in the ash.
Depending on the device I input I'll reach the
Highest definition,
Sprouting unsuspected wings and a
Pious recognition.
Deciphering my language comes in handy
Despite the nature of my sign,
Betrayals' bloody tool has found a comfy home
Next door to my spine.
Following the gripping excerpt that's been
Stitched in my hands,
Controlling my Hannibal tendencies stems from
Silencing sly lambs.
Recommended migration from the wire
You admire,
Defending a fairytale honor from an antagonist
Breathing fire.
Uncertain future for crippling beliefs we do not
Stand for,
The sun sets a radiant agenda we have yet
Planned for.
Received widely is a past that was hardly
Ever pleasant,
Gratefully disguise my intellect as a bow and
Wrap it around the clever present.
Poor attitude amongst riches only
Constitutes a peasant,
May the pills that you bury play their
Roll as a crescent.
Transforming a scribbled identity into
The mature imposter you sign in,
Now accompanied at the table by an angel
In the hell that I dine in.
About the Creator
Michael avant
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.
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