Lying in the darkness
My pen will find
The whiteness of the paper
With my eyes closed.
These black scribbles
Are meaningless nothings
That fill the silence of the page
With beautiful noise
A head so cloudy
Overfilled with hopes
And the worries of last night
With more to come tomorrow
Lying in plumes
Of grey smoke that float
Up to my ceiling. Like clouds
With less tears to rain
These black thoughts
Are meaningful everythings
That fill the noisiness of my mind
With beautiful distractions
A mind so heavy
Way too full with worries
And more and more that just keep on
Coming and coming. My
Heart wants to know
When it will all just
Stop.
I saw your white stained teeth
Through the black scruff
And tobacco-stench breath
You kissed me on the nose
In the back of your mother’s car
And slowly, I descended with grace
And after all these years all I have learned from you:
What is gone, may never asphyxiate
aches & pains sever the line.
the train i've been tryin' to ride,
came off the tracks.
so here I am,
i'll just sit back on this dirt ground,
the air is thick with fog, while the sky cries,
there's a blue & black cloud bringin' me down..
money burning all around, while you starve & whine-
out of food now.. without love you've spent too much time.
i'm not a mother fucking slot machine,
so quit shoving in your two, three, four, five cents,
i'll spit it right back out!
while you're at home, feeding your addictions..
greed, alcohol, drugs & sex..
i'll be taking care of all these convictions.
you're not good at fuckin manipulation,
cause in your words I can taste it,
the lies you've coughed out,
fucking corn syrup, cough syrup,
preservatives, fucking sick shit.
disgusting scent, you reek of dishonesty.
I never believed in you, cause you never believed in me.
i'll be gone before you can count to 3..
never again will you see me..
blind, kind, innocent blackness seeping into your mind..
darkness consumes, your night is full of gloom.
into the heavens you cannot see,
because the pits of hell have taken over,
run away, lest it devours me.
sorry I couldn't help you,
the rope you tied around my neck got worn & broke.
so to this i'll take a toke,
the sheets were torn,
your eyes bled melting plastic,
& your heart withered in scorn...
I was in the bathing-pool,
Together with Alhireth-Hotep.
After the fun we had,
I rolled a stick of marijuana.
I didn't kindled it,
But burned the top down.
Then a woman came to me,
Telling me it was forbidden to smoke here.
I explained to her what I was doing,
And that I didn't lighted it here.
However my story was,
Alhireth-Hotep and I went outside.
Don't Pollute Yourself
Sounds mad but some do pollute
Their body’s on purpose: True
Think of smokers; 8,000 chemicals
Can’t think of any other instance
Save angostura bitters in your drink
Many other toxins in food and drink
It’s just your not aware of it
Some put in by the powers that be
Some end up in it accidentally
Can I give you an instance: Coffee’s
Bean come from Africa, south America
Where they have lead in the petrol
Same goes for chocolate: Not swell
And there’s bleach in processed sugar
Which is in a number of things
Bleach in white flour too
But I don’t eat bread, do you?
Lets not forget the killer aspartame
Put in soft drinks: That’s insane
And also what about fluoride
Prisoners dumb in Hitler’s genocide
Fluoride everywhere, food manufacture
Brewers use mains water out of tap
So even if you just drink spring water
You get a dose in something or other
Then there's cash crop insecticide
Banned in some countries, wonder why?
Roundup contributes to man’s infertility
So would farmers stuff certainly
Nutrasweet, gluten, acid regulators too
They really are all bad for you
Stick to fresh vegetables if you ask me
Best of a bad job definitely
One other thing to check out
Madness called ‘codex illimintarius’
Putting poison back into the food chain
If I didn’t know any better
I’d say some people want us suffering
And in tin can linings: Bisphenol A
Female hormones are making men gay
I’m sure there's much more hidden too
And no doubt now it all effects you
Holding that slender stick in between two fingers
The curvy wavy light smoke in air lingers
I remember my how I first held its butt between my lips
An air of curiosity travelled down my core, as I lighted its tip
I looked at the lit cigarette and with pride took my first puff
Smoke dint seem finding space inside and I burst out, it made me cough
That challenged me to attempt once again, this time I felt my smoke-filled chest
I was gagged, hooked for a moment; it was kind of a head rush… at its best!
That whiff of smoke was a game changer, not letting me avoid one puff
Hell! It dint taste good, then why doesn’t puff after puff seem enough?
I was addicted! Seasons didn’t matter, time did no harm
Rushed to a clandestine zone after sensing ‘quench the flame’ alarm!
I am not bad. It’s a compelling force, I cannot shun away
It should just not invite my grave, be my well-wisher and pray!
About a man that is centered inside a smoking bubble,
with view obscured and his thoughts expansive and loose.
He does very little breathing at all, and instead
he chews on the walls of his cage to rid his mouth of taste.
The bubble has a door, but he doesn't care to reach
and intrude upon the people that often stand outside.
Instead he learns about pointless things and people
and ignores the ignoring that seems like it's everywhere,
all the time, no matter how long he waits in bed.