In my house of words as fragile as a house of cards,
Twisting up pain and beauty ugliness with joy
Reason with crazy and invented words for my inventive concepts
There lives a brutal honesty ,casting diamonds,
designed to cut through demons and wistful delusions.
To teeter on the knife edge of accepeted or not ready for that shit yet brilliance and proceed to smother it in mediocrity.
Madness or method; style or attention seeking? Who cares?
Theres a place i go in my mind but thats nowhere near the gold i find in the bestliest things, sharing our words and feelings. A flavoursome range of quills writing script to cure thier ills,
Its where my house of words converge to the meeting place of eloquent or raw verse. Some awesomely Inspiring shit in this here special place but sometimes theres also some real jizzes. Oh well cant apprciate what you have till someone fucks it up for you hey?
-Cheers hugs n love SS
Honest
There lives a brutal honesty in your house of words Respected SS
©bishu
We all have something like
We all have something like that but yours might be a bit more bestliest than others. Cheers, SS.
Long days and pleasant nights
Diamond