“Rise and Fall”


Intrigued To see Money… Love hungry… yet still caught and seized
Sexual paraphernalia producing a life line… Not fought or grieved
Except sought for greed… An unearthly want thought as need
Destruction not cropped but freed… under sex for money… rots and bleeds
Once amazing… Once young… Now aged and only fading
Lonely awaking… Living lost, at costs that are not broken but breaking
She’s not spoken, but waiting… Pointless but clueless… horrible yet amazing
Entrapped in a craving… of self destruction endlessly elevating
Satan’s atmosphere… amongst homicide…rape… grey skies and lies
Goodbyes and Sighs… Bad decisions and mass collisions from which derived…
A child of prostitution, struggling to redeem…
Protrude through the seems of hell… climb the chains of the constitution
Odds favor death… Savior and protection reveal to be an allusion
Solutions approached… Committed intrusions repeating confusion

(Think For A Second)

So who’s using what… in this case, who’s doing who???
Visions distorted and intoxicated… On a line not straight but screwed
On a mind scrapped and bruised… of a mind hatful and shrewd
Diving down a drain… Of filth, surrounded by the faith of Poo

( Reality Check )

Revered as Dirt... But understand, she was born from the ground
Bottom half of a food chain… Raised into pain that can drown
Insane and never found… In a game replaying in chains… maybe rounds
What Birth is to harlets… What shame is given not yet found
Never an honest living… Instead born in confinement
An alignment so perfect… passed through in an utter sudden silence
Other than that her time went… responsibility created impatience
In response to here pregnancy… Nothing changed but stayed vacant
Not a gain, but more abrasions… Miscarriage added to the situation
Of no chance to Rise… instead sprawl and fall… Now added to the equation…