I, UNTITLED PART 2

I... 

I... 

I’m so sick and tired of being TIRED 

oh, 

Get God on the phone! 

Blinded

as I chose a life to be sulked in a false of lies

EMOTIONS, 

no joke. 

A room discovered in OVERT DEFIANCE 

and it’s COURSE 

these doors are multiplying 

Unbeknown 

feelings untold, indefinitely 

WAITING to be explored 

GET GOD ON THE PHONE! 

Waited for years

Bet he’s been retired 

Waited for years 

He’s best been admired, 

what had turned into an assemblance of gathered emotions,

demons and past traumas over FLOWING 

Now, 

there are these 

WHISPERS coming and going 

Something that’s been 

FOREVER growing to what I can barely picture 

Mind it’s direction as I hold oppressed against its daily fixTURES

Oh,

and what I PEN 

ARE feelings-HELD-in 

and If it wasn’t

EXPELLED 

would of ENTAILED my DERAILMENT 

So I seeked the fruits of this newest AILMENT, 

a HEATHEN who lead to come speak the truth 

AND BONDED with the ink, 

Oh, poor me 

and WHAT WAS BORN was my story 

Listen as I 

HONE IN

as these thoughts are clear for focus 

And you’re 

able to readeth my tears for this moment 

Oh, 

Don’t you hear my cages rattle 

Tears that’ll RAIN 

and distill-on-DOWN my face 

and it 

would of been a waste 

if I didn’t catch it ON THIS PAGE 

(Yeah!) Forever 

will I be two faced with an Angel 

who will

HATE TOO 

Doesn’t that make you, 

A DEMON I contain cool 

& If I let him on REIGN, 

then I’m a 

damned fool 

But since 

he’s craved to be persuasive and there 

in the matrix 

he syncopated, 

holy mixed charaded 

and played a 

GAME of HEARTS 

But 

to his amazement...

of HELL RAISING 

He discovered this saint in OURS

Now, 

Imma pull that AIM 

Hoping to

paint these scars with (GRACE) 

and if God is (PAIN)

then let me 

honor it with 

what’s on this page, 

a heart thats MADE with no BORDERS or BOUNDARIES

ALL 

SCREAMING OUT ME! 

AROUSED 

All aiming to get out of containment 

I’m fit for the rage 

I’m 

growing impatient 

Soul in flames with 

auras never 

never to be contained 

As 

untamed is the FIRE 

Whose only aim is 

but to get higher 

3 “spires” then imma 

fight to retire 

Oh, baby, Im greater than I 

ever WAS

Baby, 

I’m greater than any

treasure WAS

My life, greater than any 

lesson WAS

Baby, your life was greater than any....

elixir WAS

Oh, DEmon

I fought so HARD

to come to trapeze with these thoughts 

and the problem was 

they been 

so ANONYMOUS 

but still 

able keep ME following 

A born to be

at the end of the leash 

and this is the box 

IMMA IMMA 

Imma think out-of-it 

as I’ve 

been my own 

DEEPEST psychologists 

and these 

MONSTER of faux’s, 

I’ll keep the keys to Acknowledging

I’ll keep the sync to keep the peace 

seems of 1 too many broken promises 

and I would think...

If gods a prophet 

and he’s determined said prophecy 

Then there’s no need 

to be watching me 

and this is for you to take for your psychology 

(UH!) 

As I fight for, 

A MIND 

only seeming to INCITE WARS 

with thyself 

AS I’M forced 

to fully find myself 

Am I wrong 

or right for?...

I contemplate for insight 

is times (mightiest wealth)

so I

compel to be 

what no one else would contend to see 

it’s only then 

I’m content to ascend 

to a whole different transcending being 

(and the punishment should of been death)

but remaining 

well tainted

by the hoes and dames is already Hell

so why tell (SATAN)

Maybe 

Yeah, baby 

Maybe this’ll be my last day -eee

and no matter how BAD I exacerbate -eee

these dreams would make anyone go crazy, 

And STILL I could say 

there’s an infatuation in what I’m seeing daily 

(Fuck, if I’m insane, don’t tame me!)

Either 

or 

either way 

these dreams HAD become the FOREFRONT 

in what I see

to be of (self importance)

I..

support the humble in the TORMENT 

as it diffuses out 

all of my 

POISONS

and in that mere moment...

OPENED 

your third EYE to euphoria 👁 

AND it’s in this pandemonium that 

FOLKS 

will be 

the grandest to judge, 

and NOT KNOWING what it 

truly WAS

and if 

their sky’s are blue 

and he’s locked in his room 

to maraud through a lot of 

problems he’s been unresponsive to, 

and that will take a TOLL on HIS health, 

and there EVO 

WITH RETORT from the people 

severs a connection where only he will REACH YOU

Could that mean 

he could be deceitful?

Your word to trust 

is something I could never ease to 

So I keep your attention 

to my personal gimmick 

A cusp to where words ARE my riches 

and any follower would ADMIRE its

TAKE 

Instead, they count me out like…

(CHANGE)

Saying that I’m DELUSIONAL 

Then go and treat me, 

and hold against me that I’m 

(STRANGE)

Now, isn’t 

LIFE BEAUTIFUL as I 

walk with the snake, a garden for ritual 

and, God, forbid 

You miss it too 

If so, 

then he goes unspoken 

Commenced with his feels

Mixed in a godly potion 

Tied & aligned with his soul,

AGLOW with his emotions, surely show as I 

got A 

LOT to say, so I say IT 

only WORSENS 

if I’m UNSTABLE and I’ll say 

“It’s the D-N-A that makes you 

DNA... oh, what a strange brew” 

Entangled with all you IS 

so won’t you stop and taste the 

As a matter of FACT

Your reality got you in detainment, and as time elapsed 

You sitting in the past only amassed to 

an avocation in which

brings about dependencies where I’M binging a whole lot

Oh, I’M

BINGING a whole lot different things 

and as I 

sit in a hole 

with all my memories that keeps on festering 

and that’s  

all it is

a sweet sweet remedy 

A lesson in which 

if I keep on remembering 

Oh, I... played a game of hearts 

but never knew 

what I turned to be making 

Regrets, maybe??

but we’re each on our own paths 

continuously changing 

and that’s enough to keep me anxious 

but no, 

I never would ERASE them 

Oh, I… 

Oh, he must be 

soulfully mistaken 

and with it

his touch 

imminently changing within 

Oh, I 

don’t know what ignorance is

but since

Now, I know...

Ignorance-is-bliss

(Cryp-tic)

on its findings 

but still 

Never knowing who he 

might be 

Discussing with thyself

(privately) 

added to my do list 

UNLIKELY! 

And I’m only 

being modest on what these INFLUENCES hold for the REST-of-the-PEOPLE

Are we only meant to be

LESSONS for the future to RESOURCE? 

cause that sort of suppression is a heavy steeple 

and that

makes it uneasy to rest and less feasible 

but Mad respect

MAD RESPECT for those 

RESTING PEACEFUL

(IGNORANCE!)

Influences that keep me questering on all its 

MYSTERIES 

Influences that keep on testing 

Tempting, 

Never 

resting’s, 

a def. thing, 

At-least for me 

Serious talk, 

as I zone IN on these inner walls 

cause there 

I BEEN involved with the drugs and alcohol 

even when it WAS 

seeming too indigenous for aboriginals 

Still WE 

Hoped to disregard it,

and later became

bewitched in the process 

Falling ill to its toxins 

Some killed 

and OWNERS still be 

anonymous 

Now, we’re 

holding HATE for the problems 

HATE 

continuously aimed on we PERPETUATE 

Now,

give or take this hates 

only gonna formuLATE into restless hours,

so why 

subjugate yourself

in a modus?

and opt to only be in

A roll to play, and if it’s all that same, 

IT’S OVERLY PLAYED 

MOLD OR SHAPE, MOLD OR SHAPE 

as you’ve been a slave 

as your OWN 

SUBCONSCIOUS SUBJUGATES bonds and chains

to your

ENABLER, TV [CAGED]

on who favor

THIS INNER HATES FOR “ !”

THIS INNER HATES FOR “ !!!”

This inner hate’s 

complete 

nonsense 

as it’s the PAIN WE WREAK IN SILENCE

Only to 

furthermore 

transpire on our 

INNER 

VIOLENCE 

So I hate that I 

got this nonsense 

and IT 

never stopping 

Behold 

the golden gate, 

as it’s the 

channel way to our HEARTS and a 

road is paved with an agonizing process 

which I know we’re not far from...

as people REMAIN to be monotonous 

Feelings and all that 

are being robbed of 

Bitch, you took it too far 

Still you go and lead the group on 

as I myself am made up of these scars 

and HIGHLIGHTED like, “WHAT!?”

I’m a WARRIOR 

with these outlets! and I’m astounded 

in the feats to release this weight 

IF NOT 

dissipate the biggest CLOUDLETS!

(I’m TRANSLATING) and I’ll shout it in different DIALECTS if it’ll hold my head UP (the rest of the way) 

and there... 

it becomes a 

whole other game 

“Now hold up!

You began to trust faith?“

Why,

yes, babe!

I got a WHOLE LOTTA LOVE and the strength to say...

The is the love OF...

Babe, don’t say it

Window pain and heart breaking; 

No more stars,

just a dark hint of shards, raining? 

and after a thoughtful debate 

I’m in my 

car racing

fuck love and hate 

BEING FUCKING FORSAKEN 

just take it! 

CONGRATULATIONS 

AREN’T THESE FEELINGS 

AMAZING!? 

YES, 

just don’t take it for granted my DE-

NO... MY, ANGEL 

CAUSE I AM... 

UNTITLED a PART 2!