Torn

A bridge in maze through shift it gaze Torn From pillars being built in monuments to the sun; A mouth to live yet viable led scorn, In truth will learn as chivalry turn to worst; Born under a bad sign in rudimentary fragmented parts... Sheer brilliance led to essential eloquence, Supernatural... Torn, I see a gate negate to climb In distant fervor swept from behind One in twain yet marked on its blotted page fully intact; The deception lies in you amidst a shade of thorns, Branded by ivy delusional thought provoking pitch, A mind blinded lying headlong in a ditch... In sunlight we gasp for air through pillars in illustrative thought Torn between the world I know Then to escape into the one I wish to go A soul harvest to its plain; The ghastly pitch lest I refrain again, The light on the charitable offering still shines; A tongue in cheek sublime rhyme, Fought back its silence to numb its pain escape A slide to cope in a favorable episode explode; With no shelter to cry the outset of the fall In silence its refusal of the slight of hand To once again greet the average no it all Fought back its silence to numb its pain once again To shine in episodes of discipline within Higher elements of discomfort & scorn Torn A bridge of light once again to push away its pain within A slope to cope a guard to wear; Briars and silence amidst harlots with pain The toll of lost lovers let lose in my brain Torn In episodes of anger In the creative reply to things; In destination of negate vile authority Blinded by things that don't even please Torn ~ Socialized wandering wizards in a heavy garb of compromise Devastation in mass anhiliation the saga of paradise lost Torn With heads of state in vile treatment of hate No sense to delegate or leave it up to fate! ~ Torn