The Turn

[ill nik-A]

Past meltdowns helped out & inspired desires that haunted me
So my own animosity promised me to let the problems speak
Logically it works, systematically it hurts but worth the pain
Actions of hatred shows passion & patience to alert the brain
I deserve a change, anger’s patterns were battering my vision
As it tampered with matters that were shattering tradition
Staggering ambition from a position in which I never felt responsible
self-doubts controlled the goals & enemies were held accountable
it’s almost as if hell found its soul & stole the humanity from it
scorched pores absorbed more than the thorn fallacies promised
however the malice seemed honest with a diabolic evil to people
watching the heat grow with each toll of lethal deceitful placebos
which were converted to murderers that didn’t deserve this curse
words bolster the minds of these kind fine men disturbed for worse
I learned the curve when crossed by the bread & wine I dined
The sacrifice that punctured the wonders who made the blind see fine
the illustrious sign just shined on a head that scorned the hand
I give thanks & mend with all sorts of distorted men, I’m born again