Week 11 Contender Match: Timeless vs Razah [RAZAH 6-1]

Razah · 05-17-2016, 01:48 AM

Stressed out, chain smoking- So it's raspy when I talk
But nobody listens, I'm only grasping at these straws
The dark side's entertained by the havoc that I draw
& the lunatic in me wants it wrapped around the walls
Too tragic of a fall, I became in touch with the violence
Lost in the moment, I snapped, I was in lust with the silence
Which was shattered by screams, I had rage on a platter
& the splatter of blood left me a taste for disaster
I crave to be captured like thoughts I currently conquered
The longer they sit the darker they get & encourage the monster
I caught a glimpse of my old self, usually loving life
Until I dreamt of death when I slept to lunacy's lullaby
I remember the purity, a bright light so little & small
The autumn colored leaves must've been what triggered the fall
A natural cycle- With death, what I found was my sanity
A soul that was heavy & tortured is no longer bounded by gravity

timeless · 05-17-2016, 09:28 PM

Wind talks with a sour tone, dying to accept a last breath.
Borrowed views away from home with only an epitaph left.
Demoted to the ground, boxed in and forgotten quickly.
Fears of dying alone even when my neighbors are rotting with me.
Bear trap snaps echo the hallways of the wounded mind.
Usual decline, snare flashbacks downslope yet soon to climb.
Caught hair strapped back, stressing out follicles for fun.
Over reactive denial, files kept with each mile's proof you run.
Tame with contingencies, being lost is optional for some.
Same old deficiencies, seeing lost so my monocles are done.
Hung from a jury of your peers as your treble lose sight.
Been worrying for years of how to dance under the devil's loose skies.
Measure eyes for focus, golden iris with no sight in private.
Token pirates treasure stolen sidekicks, hold tight on my ship.
Lights cameras action with full incentive to lose traction.
Who's asking the boat to take water with a new captain?
Makeup covered face, clown status worth a whole town's habits.
Gasses clouded, pouting, pacing the room with proud fascists.
Traffic loud passing the establishment of hope to bring you down.
Crashing airwaves, technology spared broken simple sounds.
Bottom cracked, bottles cracked with contact on the surface.
Motto lacked a motto intact, so you react when you're nervous.
Words get tossed around from mouth to mouth on cue.
Tangled grapevines bring worrisome faces to cloud your view.

05-17-2016, 01:48 AM	#1
Razah rockkFresh Join Date: Apr 2015 Location: Chicago. Posts: 1,088 Battle Record: 8-10 Champed - Art of Writing League Rep Power: 11328545	Stressed out, chain smoking- So it's raspy when I talk But nobody listens, I'm only grasping at these straws The dark side's entertained by the havoc that I draw & the lunatic in me wants it wrapped around the walls Too tragic of a fall, I became in touch with the violence Lost in the moment, I snapped, I was in lust with the silence Which was shattered by screams, I had rage on a platter & the splatter of blood left me a taste for disaster I crave to be captured like thoughts I currently conquered The longer they sit the darker they get & encourage the monster I caught a glimpse of my old self, usually loving life Until I dreamt of death when I slept to lunacy's lullaby I remember the purity, a bright light so little & small The autumn colored leaves must've been what triggered the fall A natural cycle- With death, what I found was my sanity A soul that was heavy & tortured is no longer bounded by gravity

05-17-2016, 09:28 PM	#2
timeless past tense Join Date: Nov 2013 Location: NJ Posts: 1,623 Battle Record: 22-39 Rep Power: 4341329	Wind talks with a sour tone, dying to accept a last breath. Borrowed views away from home with only an epitaph left. Demoted to the ground, boxed in and forgotten quickly. Fears of dying alone even when my neighbors are rotting with me. Bear trap snaps echo the hallways of the wounded mind. Usual decline, snare flashbacks downslope yet soon to climb. Caught hair strapped back, stressing out follicles for fun. Over reactive denial, files kept with each mile's proof you run. Tame with contingencies, being lost is optional for some. Same old deficiencies, seeing lost so my monocles are done. Hung from a jury of your peers as your treble lose sight. Been worrying for years of how to dance under the devil's loose skies. Measure eyes for focus, golden iris with no sight in private. Token pirates treasure stolen sidekicks, hold tight on my ship. Lights cameras action with full incentive to lose traction. Who's asking the boat to take water with a new captain? Makeup covered face, clown status worth a whole town's habits. Gasses clouded, pouting, pacing the room with proud fascists. Traffic loud passing the establishment of hope to bring you down. Crashing airwaves, technology spared broken simple sounds. Bottom cracked, bottles cracked with contact on the surface. Motto lacked a motto intact, so you react when you're nervous. Words get tossed around from mouth to mouth on cue. Tangled grapevines bring worrisome faces to cloud your view.