Grease bubbles in the oven, our handprint
Rotes streak on dirty glass, flesh off bone
It's nuts!
I live in a country where the president hates my guts.
Mine and and those of 175 million others ~
we're talking grandparents, parents, sister, and brothers.
And all because we didn't vote for that orange putz.
Too many followers checking up on me noone seems to just let me be in my zone all alone I run with a pack now on my phone lone wolf no more walking from store to store to fill a hole I can't restore at anytime I'm triggered more can you believe the stories I tell ? or will they send me off to hell? I'm just open and blowing off steam I used to have a dream team P.I.C partners in crime where can they be ? Oh yes I stress one was shot at a hotel other one has simply fell off the face of the earth and won't reach out I'm simply cursed of having no friends who stick around as long as I got me then I'm safe and sound .
There ain’t no reason
for feelin’ this way.
There ain’t no reason
for wantin’ to stay.
Since you lost your reason,
seems I’ve lost mine.
Now I’ve got no reason—
since you lost your mind.
There ain’t no reason,
not anymore—
since you checked out
and slammed that damn door…
Well, Willie really said it well
When he wrote, “I’d have to be crazy.”
So your mind must’ve gone to hell—
or maybe your heart just got lazy.
As far as I can see,
you’ve lost your reason
for lovin’ me.
Now I’ve lost my reason
for bein’ me.
There ain’t no reason,
not anymore—
since you checked out
and slammed that damn door…
Maybe I’ll find reason
some day…
down the line.
Maybe I don’t need one.
Well…
baby, that’s fine.
It claps down through the lonely lane of view,
Far an eyesore with intent, trying not
To build out of raw annoyance long queue,
Lined up in weakness from a feat so hot.
Bit by bit, busy mornings mining miles
Away from nearer tease, closing up luck,
With tense atmosphere clawing calm styles,
Beasts in loyal heart lately riding truck.
On weary road, catching fun of captives,
Past weighs… each weird run’s timing: shooting .
Now, on its fitness, time what fun forgives—
A stake of peace commending rolling spit.
On a roaring mountain top upon birth,
Off silent valley’s stage: offensive death.
Suspicious to see
All the calls for me
No one I know
Say they know me
When put to the test
No one can answer best
Now it appears
My Email is under threat
It's a bet
No one has the least idea
Of the things that appear
First, it's a prize
Then it's a warning
Finally, a threat
The police might come a storming
Being reclusive
Annoyed by above
If you're not my love
I'll become more elusive than the clouds above
We’re driving the public crazy
But you know, it’s all for fun
We’re driving the public crazy
But you see, it’s all for fun
Let’s tell ‘em that the sun is the moon
And that the moon was actually the sun
You can park your car in the driveway
Ain’t nobody gonna leave
Park your car in the driveway
Ain’t nobody gonna try to leave
The more I think about it,
More I wanna lay my head and grieve
Well we lived in chauvinism
For goin’ on ten thousand years
Living in chauvinism
For just about ten thousand years
But they been lookin’ at us from watchtowers
They got infinite records of fears
Now I dont wanna fire my weapon
Don’t wanna start no kinda duel
Don’t wanna fire this weapon
And start some kinda duel
‘Cause I know just what’s gonna happen:
Disintegration of all rules
If you talk about my mother,
Then brother, you’re gonna pay
Talk about my mother
And brother, you gonna pay
I got this receipt for a motel
And forever, that’s where we’ll stay
Families, friends, neighbors, communities,
living in the land of liberty.
A nation easy to divide,
fed by smears, seduced by lies.
Emotions worn like fragile sleeves,
hatred finds a place to breathe.
A sickness spreads, unseen but loud,
echoed through the media cloud.
Even when the facts aren’t true,
they comfort those who always knew.
We fracture more with every feud,
distrust becomes our daily mood.
Arrogance floats through the air,
ignorance tangled everywhere.
We elect with hope, then watch despair,
do they serve, or do they stare?
Freedom to vote, a hollow ring
when sides refuse to shift or swing.
You speak your mind, you risk the cost,
mocked, dismissed, your meaning lost.
We’re growing colder, more confined,
trapped in one-dimensional minds.
Opposition seen as threat,
truth becomes what we forget.
And when debate no longer lives,
hatred is the truth we give.
They said, “Don’t run,” so I skipped instead,
With jellybeans bouncing over my head.
They said, “Don’t draw on the walls or floor,”
So, I painted a dragon that opened a door.
They said, “Don’t climb on the monkey bars,”
So, I built a ladder to visit the stars.
They said, “Don’t bounce on the bed,”
So, I moon-jumped with a helmet of thread.
They wrote their rules in black and red,
And taped them to my toaster bread.
But rules, you see, are made of rubber
They stretch and squeak and sometimes blubber.
So, if a rule feels much too tight,
Just twist it left or stretch it right.
And if it snaps and hurts your hand,
Slingshot it back to No-Rule Land.
Where rules are made of bubblegum,
And break themselves just for the fun.
I'm going crazy quietly...
Missing him oh so badly...
Unsure if we'll always be happy,
But I appreciate whenever he is sappy.
I'm going crazy lovingly
Recalling his inner and outer beauty.
Unsure if he too will love me eternally,
But I always enjoy his company.
I'm going crazy subtlely
Feeling my love growing slowly but surely.
Unsure if his feelings match my intensity,
But I know with him I'm free to be me.
I'm going crazy softly
Thinking of how we can live happily.
Unsure I am the one he wants truly,
But I know it's real, as his love is all I see.
I'm nobody
An empty face
Nothing here anymore
Just a blank space
Wandering the world
Alone and afraid
I catch my reflection
As I watch myself fade
There's nothing inside me
Just an empty black hole
My heart doesn't beat
It's just a charred lump of coal
The world doesn't want me
My family is tired
My friends walked away
Left me fighting this fire
I'm screaming so loud
But not being heard
Slowly fading away
Till I fly Like a bird
Leather hide-wild eye
What should I do
Blackened mind
Borrowed time
Trading pieces
Of myself
For thirty silver coins
The thundering pain
The fills my bones
Skin stretched right
A razor blade
Drags out
Never digs in
Can never quite reach
The itch within
Maxairi einai oi nyxtes mou, jyrafi einai oi meres
Xwris esy na eisai edw
Jypnw, koimamai askopa kai askopa anapnew
Ma perimenw na se dw
Koitw ta kymata, ton hlio, akomh kai t' astra
Kai lew mesa mou vathia
O idios o Theos te eplase, ma auta den exoun sxesh
me thn dikh sou omorfia
Me tis skepseis mou, se kapoio ourano, se proskalw
Gia na ertheis na ta poume
H an thes, sta oneira mas na vrethoume, to idio
feggari san koitoume
Pws na jexasw? Pws mporw, tis nyxtes you Augoustou?
Aggelos hsoun, petajes
Psyxh sou edina, ma mesa ap' thn kardia mou
Mia agkalia mou etajes
Maxairi einai oi meres mou, jyrafi einai oi nyxtes
Diaole, meine mesa mou
O kyriarxos stis skepseis mou, stous ponous, stis xares mou
Kardia sou - prigipessa mou
Xrysh anamnhsh to gelio sou, to mysthrio vlemma, to arwma sou
Makari na to jerame
Tha zousame kalytera xwris na idwthoume
Ma den tha ypoferame
Surviving the waves of pain,
Loss of three children that she gained.
Flowing into a pit of despair.
Home burned.
Taken away.
Raped until her uterus faded one day.
Left starving on a lost shore.
No hope anymore.
Hair gone short except for a straggle or two.
Neatly braided with an old tin can.
Necklace found buried in the sand.
Ready to try for a new land.
Selling self for the money that's due.
Off on a boat with three hundred and two.
Everyone bailing until close to land.
Not surviving as water rushes in.
Sinking slowly.
Floating back.
To where she began.
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