Diary of something thoughtful

[bleak]

What do you believe in?

A soft bed, sleeping. Silence makes it creepy.
But he fights the freeze, to focus on the way his mind is leaping.
He thinks about the afterlife, she gave him a reason.
But he feels the love, used it to create the sane that he needed.
So now he's bakin some green n takin blunts to the face
He's paintin the picture, patient as it jumps off the page.
He sees the art within the world, as it twirls and he ages.
Flip through the pages. A love for small things, but quickly it faded.
The soul is escaping. Pain is overwhelming, his mind for the taking.
Washed clean, replaced with something else, he grinds &he fakes it.
Search for heat, and get the shoulder, colder than ice.
Alone in the dark, stark as a bone, although they told him it's life.
Ruckus n jokin. Hard to read, n so they pluck through the notions.
He'll never be accepted, so he suppresses, tucks his emotions.
He's stuck in the motion. Can no longer make puddles to oceans.
The eyes he had have come n gone, they're muddled and frozen.
He lays at night and thinks of when the days were bright and vivid.
But thanks his stars for dank and bars, and God for lights he's given.
Answers to the question surface, without the heart to believe sense.
With faith in her he'll lose the way.
Instead he hides the spite that bites like sharks through the pretense.

I believe in me.

Another old one

[bleak]

A knife in the back, retribution silent while Karma Sleeps.
Sliced till the naps contain the nightmares that Harm their Sleep.
You were so quick to turn your back, and Excrete Venomous
Poison, too swiftly turned to black with Discreet Sentences.
Complete Instances of affection but Fate has no Place in these Discussions
So you take friendships for granted without Taking Repercussions.
Walk all on the hearts of friends, no Regret is Visible .
Your conscience always faded, just don't Forget the Sensible
Behind the bars but peep the light like Rikers in the Day
Cause you forget that one day soon the Piper must be Paid.
He's waited long and patiently just Sitting in the Dark.
Prepared to strike at any time just Willing there's a Spark.
So I flick the lighter, gas ignites, the Apartment's with the Ashes.
Exit without checking the Compartment where your Cash is.
This is not about the money or the Greed or the Fantasies.
Rather, when you sleep with the manatees-
I'm keeping my sanity.
__________________

[bleak]

OM 'Save the Past'

Tunnel dark, when will the path enlighten?
Stuck in the motion, seems life'll pass despite me.
Surrounded by critics they just laugh in spite, he
lives in a world where the wrath is frightening.
So he stays in motion...
Steady steps as he's walkin through the rain.
Life hits hard but he's balkin through the pain.
Predators close so he's stalked as he's the prey,
n with the fear sensed he finds he's constantly in range.
Everything’s kosher through the vision of an amateur,
but through time, realize we was wishin it was glamorous.
They told nursery rhymes, he never listened to the channels’
cause he couldn't make the leap, always trippin on the candle stick.
Never known to speak out, he's shy in his demeanor.
Dark eyes but deep down a fire is beneath em.
His soul shines bright, you'd be blind if you seen it,

encapsulated by a fucking lion that is feedin.

He sees the liars that are breathin.

Heart sends the message to eradicate the masses.
History distorted as they fabricate the classes.
Tragic dates are trashed as...
the higher power tosses logs and grabs a tape in passing.
He fights the urge to snap and kill, just raps and chills.
While the facade makes the world out to sun and daffodils.
The crisis in the middle east can prove that caps'll peel,
with the true joy hidden in the shape of capsule pills.
He saw it in the eyes of his mother who was fading fast.
He took his last five minutes with precaution just to make it last.
She said in his ear as she prayed to God for jaded pasts,
"Your future has a promise, but don't forget to save the past."

That's all