burn in

[Pakistani Hand Cannon]

its always too much when I write…
adjust, muster the might, a rush
let it flux, i aint much for the hype,
too many hang ups - i’d like to trust
but iont trust advice from busters -
light on substance, save it. adjacent -
the light behind your eyes is vacant
you got some nerve; mind the vagus
thoughts don’t equate actions but likely shape it
from where do you state it
when you say im impure?
a stage. don’t pardon the rage -
its part uh the range I explore
still thunder, don’t run away from the storm
stray away from the norms;
pray nobody save me, im spawn.
i write way into dawn,
draw pain on page, its just the way I adorn
take the hate by the horns…
i aint judging, im askin, why the hatred at all?
i know, i knowww, a strange notion.
fight fire with ire & find the pain bolstered.
i know its hard to watch & stay choice-less
we don’t commune with these inner voices
seeking help - but never voice it, direct
& yet we seek to destroy, in contempt
see the poison in self avoidance, what’s left…


look out, im spiraling…
look round, but find within
the self put downs are vile things.
put down the violin. dial in.


who wear a mask tuh hide your face peeling?
who throw rocks & like tuh play victim?
i peered into the psyche, tuh find the great schism.
escapism? or embrace healing?
stranded, how much can you manage? expand it,
self identity boxed in, in fragments.
we take the pure and call it toxic outta anguish
static, slap choronzon outta balance, magick
i see despondence turn to madness…
tragic. be responsive, not reactive.
the former is from a forceful state.
the latter is trauma based - that’s understated, trust
there’s always hurt behind the hatred, you stuck.
stare these demons in the face, “whatchu want?”
& i say it with love;…”you gon have to take it in blood”
…Cause. The. Spirit. Don’t. Falter…
still aint got closure but tell em “come closer”.
i know it’s hard to stay focused
mid summer blood like mid winter, still silver
i don’t do no heart of gold, still let the art unfold ultra
& most these muhfuckas mind control altered
veracity disregarded, heartless, actually retarded
& please don’t confuse the calmness for a absence of capacity for carnage