Tuesday, January 26, 2010

The Rain And The Wind

So I go down.
Down to the city where we all say its shitty,
And while I'm up,
I stay focused on things to be.
I won't be stopin for nothin.
Truckin along towards my right to be in:
This world.

And what a shame it is.
Shame to be alive and kickin,
Stickin it out,
Pickin you out of a crowd,
Flickerin in my chest:
Goes boom,
Forms a deep crest:
One that can not be filled;
And everything is swallowed,
Into a deep black hole,
Followed by a slap stop.

Immovable object meets an unstoppable force.

For every one who has suffered,
I know your pain will be covered up.
Suck it up, pucker up,
And measure yourself by what you've done.
Spun around in circles,
I am dwindling to a trickle.
Dripping slower than ever,
Attempting to stop,
Because I am a flop.

I feel the pain of humanity,
Nothing we can do,
But sit here and feel blue,
Too many atrocities,
In all of the cities.
Gonna holla at a cutie,
No more savin myself for the right to be,
With the right one,
Because there is no one.

Solid as a rock.
Formin objects from absence of existence,
Spittin it out onto the other side,
Take me for that ride.
You'll see me there,
Just as I was (here),
Used to care,
And I'll be lonely,
Solely empty and without comfort,
Spittin out the same shit,
Over and over and over.

The circle of life keeps spinnin,
And I ain't even trippin,
But I been here before,
God must adore the ignorant bliss,
That we may accomplish:
Lets stomp this.
Start all over.
I got bored with her.
She ain't a freight train,
Don't keep it on the tracks.
Bring the rain down,
And slap her off her feet:
With the wind.
Drown her.
Make her suffer,
Just like we all have.

These wheels need to stop spinnin,
Around and around my head you go.
Playin games and statin terms,
Spreadin germs and smackin my brow.
It hurts real bad,
And it makes me real sad.
Go down to the end with me,
Or meet me on the other side,
Where I'll be waitin,
In the same condition,
And my love from within,
Will be shinin onto you:
Once again.


~theMuzzl3

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