Mrs. Taken

 Two reels 

Sea quill

Dayquil

Night terrors 

Ursula major 

Bear in my mind 

Ravenous 

Rabid 

Havok pursues 

Perverted persuasion

Habitual 

Habitual hibernation 

Mistakes 

Dummy

 The drugs have lost

Their affection is not what helps 

A piss poor substitute 

For what really I'm wanting 

Long forgotten what feeling feels 

Like I'm not real anymore 

Not anymore 

What use am I 

What excuse have I 

Subtract me 

Expose exponential 

Divide and multiply

Additionally I'm insufficient

In my insignificance 

I'm deposed 

Definitely dispositionally 

Wasting away 

Oblivion

Officially

They knew before I did 

That's why there's nothing

Nobody near 

No feelings familial

Famine of familiar

Distrusted 

Disarray

Somebody should have saved me 

I should have saved me by now 

Apparently I'm incapable 

Nobody showed me how 

Not like I'm supposed to have been shown 

How to turn myself around 

I know the difference between these lines 

The battle is underground 

This war of me enslaved thus 

Steals wages and I gave fucks 

Once but I fear I care no more 

Bout the future I could salvage 

It's so gone I can no longer ignore 

That to get back what I let myself lose 

Is not an option anymore 

I'm starting from nothing 

Less than zero in fact 

Backtracking 

What a disasterous detour

Reeferants

 Read that. It's funny. Most think so. 

A gimmick. But it's all mine. 

All me. Originality. 

I'd be flattered, if you...

Stole my shit, I've got more style than I know.  

What to do with 

Space bars, need to return 

To below 

Underneath.

Understand 

Standing under the sun either way. 

Or above? 

Or next to...

Depends on how you look at it. 

Depends how you are looking at it.  

From where you are...

Belt height-ed

 Sorta kinda just going through the motions as of late like I'm caught in a constant hesitate can't seem to muster the motivation to live like I'm alive out of tune static signal radio station the dial or antenna or string or whatever is damaged from sun beatings and storms and whether or not I like it or not I'm stuck constantly remembering the things I forgot to protect and are now lost and gone to the point that I don't even listen to songs cause I don't think I deserve anything more than this stagnation so I stay in my head like imagination all the while here in this hybrid hibernation the world turns around me without hesitation and it's not like I want it to stop for me still I just wish that I had the power of will to catch up to it and continue the race but I sit and I think and I'm wasted a waste

BMby3

 I just today realized that I will always still be in love with you Halee and Stephanie and Julia two all my babies and they mammas

It isn't often I can find the strength to forgive

Myself

 

Clark Kunt

Faked out yet again.

And it seems the farther away from the beginning I get, the farther I am from that innocence. That which I've long since lost. 

And long for. It's like it mistakenly got in the trash tossed. Never to return as I grow older. And the whole damn world is getting colder. 

Smouldering ideals. Cry on my own should.

Atlas boulder. That's heavy a load sir. But I'm holding out, hoping I'm wrong. That it's not.

And the fleeting feelings of idealism and romanticism are dulled down to the point that I no longer believe in the power of love. 

It used to feel stronger and last longer and last longer. No, no longer. 

And it's getting so very discouraging. So much so that I'm starting to believe in cynicism. 

I want to believe so badly that there is truth and love is real. 

Wbd

 Gotta be super low if I'm on my phone and trying to flow one 

So shunned I don't even show on the go im so unknown I'm subterranean

Stupid like dumb and with 34 rounds you would think I'd have gotten answers 

Im bout to slash and dash outta her like a samurai in a hurry ranned oft prancer

Raining deer names like it's x mas in dis but I'm all loner and no fams not my best

Wild like woodland not a tinge of self wealth I'm no good to nothing bad for the public health

Lock me up and tie me up in jackets cause what it takes i lack it 

Cant hack it I'm stacked with bad habits and I submit i surrender can't stand it 

A little bit hopeless and I'm doubting it's temporary but where I'm at need sanctuary

Cant escape my thoughts tonight and I'm trying not to go crazy 

Ashamed

 Worst year ever fallen so far behind i compartment tell lies and I'm lazy from this pound of concrete jungle spun around and I'm found no farther vector nowhere i never made my great escape i broke I'm down too late I can't even and too lame to create too crooked to get straight too dirty to debate that I'm debased and defamed and unclaimed and still i remain insane in my brain from all the sames self to blames and clee shades I'm bottom lower than I want to remain

So know men

 Twas a night approaching Xmas 

And I'm a chillin on my couch

Listening to the nutcracker

Not using my mouth 

Been thinking bout 

where I am 

Where I'm going 

Where I've been 

All in my feelings 

Thinking in caps 

All while docile 

In between naps 

Feeling too hard 

Feeling ashamed 

Not fixing anything 

Solitaire mind games 

During the day sometime 

Something feels switched 

And the joy of being alive

Gradually replacing feeling like a little bitch 

No longer dwelling 

On having not what I haven't got 

Instead listening to music 

Which to me is a lot 

For i find myself punishing 

For no reason whatsoever 

Myself when I'm midnight blue 

Blame it on the weather 

It's colder now 

And the lights down low 

Make the sadness sweeter 

As I have come to know 

Funky like medina 

Cold snapped inactive 

Lost for a moment 

So unattractive

Finding again self 

When wandering lost 

Is harder than ice 

Perma-frost