I go against the grain, this is the journey I’m in
I waited for reality… until I dreamed.
You’re now a memory, I bought you a cake,
I got lost in the past, and from there, I escaped.
I walked aimlessly, just for the faith
That through all the smoke, I’d see you again.
I kept your words, then tore them apart,
Today I embrace the wind, no longer your yesterday.
How many times I searched for your glance in the shadows,
Ignoring me… made me stronger,
It forced me to hide.
It was my fault, my strength broken,
Power is nothing without desire
Until I found the speed to feel okay.
I caught your gestures, your ways, your stride,
But the glow faded, it no longer knows how to shine.
And your smile… it begins to drown me,
Like a memory that refuses to let go.
I walked aimlessly, just for the faith
That through all the smoke, I’d see you again.
I kept your words, then tore them apart,
Today I embrace the wind, no longer your yesterday.
Against the grain
Resistance to the
Appearances of
What is undesired..
Constructing a future
With a pleasant
Granular flow..
The plan of a
Reformer
Progressive
Self helper..
Stories of resistance
Against the grain
Already freedom...
A delicate balance to maintain
He carves out his position against the grain
Spurning extremes, clinging to the center
Scorned by all, ridiculed forever
A SATANIC PERSON FOUND A FAULT IN A MAN
HE FOUND OTHERS TO GATHER AND
THEY SORTED THRU WORDS
TO MAKE THERE CAMPAIGN RIGHT
AND SPOKE TO GET THE MAN
INVOLVED WITH SOMEONE
WOULD WORK AGAINST HIM
HAVE REVEAL HIS
THOUGHTS DREAMS AND DESIRES
THESE SATANS GATHERED HIS WORDS
AND NEVER SPOKE OF SATAN AS THEIR MASTER
BUT THEY WORSHIPPED(OR PRETENDED TO)
WORSHIP JESUS.
THEY CONSORTED TO HAVE HIM SHAKENED
THEY MADE CAMP TO HAVE PARTIES
NEVER SAYING WHY THEY WERE
GATHERING BUT UNDER THE CLOAK
OF BEING TOGETHER THEY STALKED AND HARASSED HIM
USING THE WOMAN TO CARRY OUT
THEIR PLANNED OBSTACLES
THEY MADE SCRIPT THROUGH MAKING PEOPLE LABEL HIM AS SUCH AND SUCH.
THEY TOLD THE WOMAN OF WHO THEY WISHED TO BE HIS ENEMY.
AND DEVIANT DOINGS.
I used to be strong and defy your pompous authority,
I used to ignore your misplaced power,
but now stuck in this rabbit's cage,
I too am a puppet on a string
I used to stand up for the things I believed in,
but now I give way and bow to you superficial pressure ,
I've forgotten what it's like to work and be strong,
and now I sit around, a man of leisure
I used to see everything, a rainbow of colours,
but you have shown me it's either black or white,
I used to believe you wouldn't break me,
but cut me now and I will bleed
You have shattered my pride,
ravaged my mind,
and tortured my thoughts,
well I may be down for now but slowly, surely I will rise
and give you something to fear
no longer will I jump when you say
for I will be the puppeteer
7/23/17
Here then gone, like poof!
Below the floor and above the roof
On par, falling behind or ahead of the game
Going with or against the grain
Getting it wrong and right
During the light of day and in the dark of night
Still here or evaporated
Spoken truly or exaggerated
Continually being loved and hated
In one location or anywhere on the map
In a place so small or space where it's all so vast
On the move or still
Healthy or ill
In the form of a liquid or pill
Done incorrectly or with skill
Losses and victories
Proven or still a mystery
Forgotten or a part of history
Ending up in first or last place
Going at a slow, steady or fast pace
words spill from my pen
meaningless gibberish all
brownies scent the air
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