I see you, I feel you only issue for you
is I don't fear you, why should I?
Im not like the rest, afraid of not knowing
what's next, so lost in what they see, they
label you the bad guy for doing what needs
to be.
So when you come knocking you won't get
any resistance from me, you're just doing your
job It's not your fault, I know your wondering why
not me, well I know the real me, I also know every
thing that's born eventually dies, so yea not me
Im not attached to form, this world means nothing to me
I actually can't wait untill we meet.
We can have coffee and talk about some things,
your so misunderstood i feel sorry for you,
these humans they really can't swallow the truth,
funny thing is they start so many wars, drop
so many bombs, you might be out of work, but
don't worry because when you come for me, I'll have
a gift for you for setting my soul free.
Death
I lie to myself and think I will not fear death, but in truth, I'll probably go out kicking and screaming like everyone else, if I am lucid and alert to what's going down. Enjoyed the length and content of this one. Hey Bronx, come back and post again soon :D ~allets~