My obessesion with pencil'd sentences is relentless.
Progression in mental bliss, painting images unfinished.
Stretching the canvas's worth beyond the blank start.
Pain sparks the same scars that tore wars apart.
Homicidal tendencies lay deep in, soul engulfed
In uncontrolable dreams with trees blowing
A brisk breeze.. Sharp enough to show a glowing
Wrist bleed.. Risked grief and it cost my tears.
Lost in mirrors.. Reflect on a complex poem of fears.
Shorten the years and appear sincere, while dead.
A smile fed me awhile, regret left me with style.
Learned survival tactics that outlasted being idle.
Zero opinions and heros unmentioned in history.
Visions see misery.. An unblemished mystery.
As whispers creep across the old floor boards.
Cold wars form in the bloody sands off shore.
Till the force of waves pushes days to change
Their ways.. Blue the grays and shade the blanks.
Flame the rain and watch earth dirts soak
Provoked droplets of nonsense.. Choke
On narcotics with every emotion held hostage.
Spill oxygen beneath the pen sending ink out.
Think shouts and seek out and bleek route
To the deep clouds. Scream sounds at cowards
In supreme crowds.. Leave crowns shattered
And tattered in pastures of past hurt and vast
Words.. Wrath birthed every last verse.
Grasp dirt and clutch such a touch it paints
A faint beauty.. Tainted purity is serisouly
The riskest thing since trying to blink and read.
Think then fed thoughts, leave blocks
Mishaped and out of place like ticktocks on
A Stop, Watch me take over.. make clovers
With 5 fingers, Shove the kinfe deeper then
The midnight thoughts of dead thinker.