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Inno · 10-25-2013, 11:36 PM

Envies Shadow

3 months after the surgery and I’ve reached victory?
I’m back to my old self with a new book and story
The doc said my head would heel fast so I no worries
good memories dont erase the past Ive endured for sure
It seems I’ve yet to reached a place thats safe and secure
but the voices are gone and now im bit less obscure
I should sleep....

The next night the breeze is cool the rain is making its way towards me
I fear if it rains to much ill lose myself in the tied from a coward’s sea
I shouldn’t have let them take you(but they didn’t) I find myself misconstrued
(don’t let them fool you, I’m still here they just wantt you to feel confused
And I’ll never let them disguise you, trust me ill never try to misguide you)
I shake my head I think I just heard a familiar voice from the past I pine over
It couldn’t be the doc said I was cured of the disease, but it seems it grinds slower
It grows bolder and spreads through my psyche like hell bent endorphins
Without my endorsement you leave my mind(shhh...dont say it, its not worth it)

you should sleep, (I should sleep).

....

...one way or another I’ll get through the walls of this prison
It’s only the righteous thing for me to be in the lead position
And put in motion the very thing that fuels this inner schism
I’ll use your body as a prism and project myself with optimism
This is a self exorcism I have rights too, I think ill exercise them
And cut through the surface so my pours can finally breathe
With a swift precision I assume the incisions that will set me free

(I awake in cold dark room with one window and a foul stench
With a single chair and letters on the walls that spelled out revenge
In the mist of my confusing I admitted to myself that I knew
What was going on and I wasn’t surprised when I realized it was you
When my vision went askew and I lost my bearings in that sea
And I was a coward because I knew this would happen to me
Now I sit in this empty room watching myself through my eyes
Bring a repressed reincarnation that will only cast my demise
With no control of the situation and lost in my own disillusion
Soon I’m set for a conclusion in which I wish I had no inclusion
So I sit here, lonely looking out this window that manifest my death
sitting in the backseat of my thoughts is a fight for every breath)

10-25-2013, 11:36 PM	#2
Inno Ad mini tator Join Date: Feb 2013 Posts: 10,025 Battle Record: 26-54 Champed - Lime Green Poetry Association - Black August - 1-2 Punch League Rep Power: 85899403	Envies Shadow 3 months after the surgery and I’ve reached victory? I’m back to my old self with a new book and story The doc said my head would heel fast so I no worries good memories dont erase the past Ive endured for sure It seems I’ve yet to reached a place thats safe and secure but the voices are gone and now im bit less obscure I should sleep.... The next night the breeze is cool the rain is making its way towards me I fear if it rains to much ill lose myself in the tied from a coward’s sea I shouldn’t have let them take you(but they didn’t) I find myself misconstrued (don’t let them fool you, I’m still here they just wantt you to feel confused And I’ll never let them disguise you, trust me ill never try to misguide you) I shake my head I think I just heard a familiar voice from the past I pine over It couldn’t be the doc said I was cured of the disease, but it seems it grinds slower It grows bolder and spreads through my psyche like hell bent endorphins Without my endorsement you leave my mind(shhh...dont say it, its not worth it) you should sleep, (I should sleep). .... ...one way or another I’ll get through the walls of this prison It’s only the righteous thing for me to be in the lead position And put in motion the very thing that fuels this inner schism I’ll use your body as a prism and project myself with optimism This is a self exorcism I have rights too, I think ill exercise them And cut through the surface so my pours can finally breathe With a swift precision I assume the incisions that will set me free (I awake in cold dark room with one window and a foul stench With a single chair and letters on the walls that spelled out revenge In the mist of my confusing I admitted to myself that I knew What was going on and I wasn’t surprised when I realized it was you When my vision went askew and I lost my bearings in that sea And I was a coward because I knew this would happen to me Now I sit in this empty room watching myself through my eyes Bring a repressed reincarnation that will only cast my demise With no control of the situation and lost in my own disillusion Soon I’m set for a conclusion in which I wish I had no inclusion So I sit here, lonely looking out this window that manifest my death sitting in the backseat of my thoughts is a fight for every breath) Last edited by Inno; 10-25-2013 at 11:39 PM.