WEEK FIVE: MASTER ROCK (2-2) vs BLUE BAYOU (1-3) ROCK WINS

Master Rock · 04-27-2022, 09:15 PM

Distantly gone are the days to where I once lamented upon the pain
where I placed my worth on others to sustain
the beatings of confusion strolling down memory lane
while I'm scooping up the discovery of concepts that I couldn't fully explain
or maintain
the art of conversation, yet it struck me as quite the intriguing game
while jealously poked out its head and envy bled through each moment and I couldn't perceive the stain
I saw the joy of others and sledgehammered their frame
stomped on butterflies because the responsibility had to die
reflected in a puddle and a monster stared me dead in the eye
yesterday didn't know how friends should play
destruction and mischief burned it down, dumb played... with fire
unaware of its effects towards the home, the trailblazed and set
I can't justify my stance but childhood trauma is a like a slave trapped in a cage
while being forced to dance with the devil disheveled while depraved
I hate how I was conditioned,
the flashes are back to the past where it was never commissioned
so I had to pull myself out of my own hell to understand my automated decisions
on my path to growing up, I looked down at my faults lines through self-mastery and murdered the habits
addicted to self control the lack of discipline I had it
I'm not who I once was before
but I still hear the demons and angels clashing their weapons at war
it all began when I noticed my actions and I question what for?
on top of that I was left scratching my head asking who am I?
reflecting on why the pain will not subside
so I pry open my skull to analyze my engine contrived
illuminated by the conclusion on how I arrived

04-27-2022, 09:15 PM	#3
Master Rock Steadily Lurking Join Date: Jul 2013 Location: Beyond your reach Posts: 1,391 Battle Record: 7-7 Champed - Netcees Writers League Rep Power: 5599641	Distantly gone are the days to where I once lamented upon the pain where I placed my worth on others to sustain the beatings of confusion strolling down memory lane while I'm scooping up the discovery of concepts that I couldn't fully explain or maintain the art of conversation, yet it struck me as quite the intriguing game while jealously poked out its head and envy bled through each moment and I couldn't perceive the stain I saw the joy of others and sledgehammered their frame stomped on butterflies because the responsibility had to die reflected in a puddle and a monster stared me dead in the eye yesterday didn't know how friends should play destruction and mischief burned it down, dumb played... with fire unaware of its effects towards the home, the trailblazed and set I can't justify my stance but childhood trauma is a like a slave trapped in a cage while being forced to dance with the devil disheveled while depraved I hate how I was conditioned, the flashes are back to the past where it was never commissioned so I had to pull myself out of my own hell to understand my automated decisions on my path to growing up, I looked down at my faults lines through self-mastery and murdered the habits addicted to self control the lack of discipline I had it I'm not who I once was before but I still hear the demons and angels clashing their weapons at war it all began when I noticed my actions and I question what for? on top of that I was left scratching my head asking who am I? reflecting on why the pain will not subside so I pry open my skull to analyze my engine contrived illuminated by the conclusion on how I arrived __________________ https://www.instagram.com/master_rock1/ https://www.youtube.com/graphicalmindz Last edited by Master Rock; 04-28-2022 at 12:03 PM.