PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

The only constant is me doubting my conscious,

taking beautiful girls and making em into monsters,

tough girls into mobsters, alone writing in my studio,

trying to figure out which mood should go,

feeling the pain in my brain, chest, heart right now,

which is why the past month is all i'll write down,

whatever, the weather changes too, kinda clever,

for me to compare you to nature, not making it any better,

cause what hurts this soul is no churches,

could ever make me believe with just written verses,

walk into the holy house, easily i go deaf,

i just want to resurrect, cause of her i know death,

give me some credit, don't i deserve respect?

still hope the best for you after our dying breath,

something absurd but it come from my heart,

if i were Van Gogh, you would fuel my art.