Doubt.

Towards the ever denied

of scales tipped to demise

a life judged by self and despised 

of a body lied, inwardly lied

for who else could revise 

to chastise a feather light in its size.

For what if who is, never was

with an everlasting sense of loss.

How else could I obtain 

how could one sustain

when loss of self is all to blame

how else could I regain

the dream, of absent pain.

A place to dream.

 Ain't no beauty like my one and only

let my past show, all my nights that were lonely

that there isn't eyes that feel more homely

can't no other hold me.

Fuck being wanted by the majority 

aim higher for the singular minority 

but my times twisted to a humourless parody

where murky waters tell of my clarity

though to me it shows variety 

the hate fuelled popularity

to all that orbit a different polarity 

to the cause of a hidden singularity.

Anxiety is the fire seen

fight or flight, stuck between

of heart and soul never freed

of a future that's never been

towards a face of beauty serene

so bleed these palms to wash 'em clean

to let the ink, ever dream.

Wear nowhere.

Together, never 

connection severed.

Perfection alludes 

with intrusive solitude.

Seclusive abounds

upon eternal grounds.

One, with counting done

all said and gone.

Whoops😔

Made mistakes 

unable to vacate 

a tempermate to hot to sate

came the humbling medicated weight

a deflated pride to a change of state.

The pain filled wait.

Learned legacies.

 Capture the light

reach above the giants height

stand upon their shoulders, 

take flight

try to resist heated hearts that grow colder

for past titans may get taller, though they never get older

keep moving the stale boulders

Indiana Jones

keep running your zone

through broken bones 

your never on your own, riding alone

but own your formula perfected through generations

Petrone,

fall down on those lacerations

take a sip of your mixture, your own inspiration

to make magic to show apparent levitation 

for from past elation 

came your own aspirations

for a damaged soul came from separation 

for past lifes lesson, comes own confirmation

for with goals comes frustration 

forever is it lifes relation 

adore what came before 

4, 3, 2, I became to add to the lore 

standing on the bones of the extinct dinosaurs 

so the future could take flight and soar.

Sick and more house (by the homeless)

 I'm an infant to the hate 

that's why my names plated to the trait

a hook, I put myself up for the bait

I rally to the fact I'd rather masturbate

a lone wanker though never to your high school dates 

an old man with the wink;) to the overcrowded plates

so eat up, I hope you elevate 

rather then just catching drips from genitals that over-salivate

I just wonder to who you'll delegate, which group you'll collaborate,

with, though no child please let's add that sieve

can't deal with that high pitch

anyway back to the jailbait 

your prostate playmate's 

I save you the brag, too little to menstruate 

hell with it you can keep the house I spent too much time in it

27 hours I have to amputate

like Lenny with the mouse it's dead weight

I need a change of state 

steaming ice, suck it in to solidify my sextant so I can navigate

star struck the hook, instead of losing to the hate of what I want to mutilate 

if only I had the patience to meditate

to congratulate instead of berate 

I'd probably have the will to procreate

to populate and not replicate 

but I'm never going to give up the try for that heavenly gate

so fuck 'em have the cake

just lay off those underaged inseminates.

Blessed.

Room to breath, rooms of will 

room to choose, if the wills to peruse. 

Love has purpose 

while money is left upon this surface.

All is well for knowledge of Demons felled

all is well for knowledge that only saints do dwell.

For a reason that verse comes in twos 

for only two by two can we stop, to enjoy the view.

Modern creed.

Parental legs

spread shredded eggs

teach young soft heads

to hide in each others bed

easier then stand their own

so blow their bone

or spread lie prone

for that's what the dads have shown

how the respect is grown

so act the clone or die alone

disrespect, come on just sex

for a cares too complex

so egos flex 

that if you don't accept

to be a sexy object

there's nothing to protect

there's always other prospects

but even when you do, your friends are next

for lifes story is nothing but a kinky Pokédex

to check the specs of eachothers ex.

I'm proud to be rooting for their last, breath.

Mountains strange.

Hollow pipes

gallows might

inside salvations height 

humans and unKnowns recite 

our blight or escapists light

neither is sure, but revel in delight 

within secret doors beneath climbers sights.

A technical colony

aside dishonesty

break the monopoly 

with free psychology 

as we ponder, different biology

first comes the wealthy apology 

which connects astrology with mythology 

then the fear, of our own geology.