Happiness is but a game...




Paved to an extent of a life unclear,
the vision of this mission is impaired to disappear
Happiness S'not in the means for disgruntal games
a label re-embersed to a showcase with a bloodied frame.
the scent of rose dew melting onto the pot,
of broken dreams and hidden scenes that's left in the same slot.
Drop!....my heart crawls and quivers
my emotion that's struck is the god thunder that shivers.
Tingles down my spine, bitten nails to quake,
I impatiently collide with fear, my whole life begins to shake.
Eye's colour red with detailed pastel black,
the point of this, is to describe that there's no turning back.
captured in this image of lost love that i cant budge,
rushed off a broken cliff with no one to turn to for a hug.
My emotions are stepped on literature strikes,
as the voice that is heard fades away...
...with devotion sight, blended with this potion might.
I think that this fight, might patiently abide with god's given eternal life.
So i finally budge with a serge of some trust
as i crutch my thoughts to clutch to the next gear of this love lust.
-im just stuck in a fantasy dream wanting love


My girl and sex, it's the best... we're livin' strong
but her and my old lady ain't gettin' along,
somethin' in that's wrong... like torn upholstery,
I think up schemes, and the shit gets more unholy
but this whore's the only thing that get's me by...
this love-drug that could most definitely fix me right,
but if it hits me I... just can't define or start the stuff -
afterwards I get a pen and try to mark the lust,
like "Today, she said I wasn't thrustin' hard enough.
So I made her lay face down and park it up..."
then I jump-start our love... get the car out in front,
and make room, gettin' all the shit out the trunk...
soundin' dumb, back inside... didn't wanna ask her yet,
but I did ask "wanna go outside?" and right after sex!!
after that, the words I chose wasn't lovin',
...while backin' up, I think she'd known what was comin'
she's scared - it's fuckin' stunnin'...
but it's in this moment I realized love is somethin'...
I up and shove shit... and I give it my best,
she screams... my palm steady rippin' my chest...


I wanted her so badly to fade,
- but bringing the car around helped me in a way.


I see her sittin' there, hands busy gripping hair..
dripping tears, as she gets busy with equipping spares..
I whisper prayers, ask God to welcome me with open fists..
and I hope the shit, gives my mother the strength to cope with this..
alcohol and coke was mixed...relationship, I never wanted that..
all of a sudden she's racing for my life, until she got a flat..
I want it back, now that I see her pain outweighs my fear of death..
for years the best memories I had came from beer and sex..
but my sphere was blessed, I was just too angry to accept it..
felt neglected..now I'm layin in the back, dyin and neck stiff..
cardiac arrest...shit...she gives up and comforts me in the back seat..
I blast demons until I greet streets where our tension and slack meet
then our pasts meet, shake hands and say let's put our problems behind us,
my minds stuck, but I muster a smile to remind love where to find us..




"And so I fell in love...
-right after I thought about killing it."





Love Saved Me.