Tripology

Originally a 3 man collab but the other person did not show...



Im so Sick and Tired of seeing my own Life Fade
ive Pay more Tolls then Death & still i havent Paid.
Ingulfed in Hate - im Gods one and only Mistake
so i Hide from those that made me disown my Fate.
im Building up Rage, i could Burst at any Moment
my Atoms part, because my death lurks Upon Them.
those Hurtful Comments - i feel im the Scum of Earth
i even despise myself. .my life has nothing, no Worth.
im blessed with pains Curse, im hated for Entertainment
marks on my soul, where those words En-Graved In.
never given a chance - no notions of Apologies
so I let my anger out here. .with in this Tripology


Im so sick and tired of being the Sick and Tired View in the Distance
that Persistant Youthfull Indifferent hidden below Truthfull Eclipses.
these lunar linguistics from the God seen odyssey of our Tri-Pology,
are offering a Bargain Plee in Anonymousity to be-rid of the Poverty.
Honestly, i could Count My Blessings with One Hand, rule of thumb
Youth unsung gettin into the Swing of things, w/ a crystal Pendulum,
That Fuels The Sum of this Alumini, to the Human Eye, i Design Fate
Mature with Age like a Fine Wine, walking this Time Line til it breaks.
Primate Descendant placed Rhyme to Sentence and forgotten respect
creating a Positive Effect, they who Seek the Peak of the Opposite Sex
Often whats left is unwanted love, many hearts broken and following,
and Your the joke Their Swallowing, as Love completes our Tri-Pology.