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

How do you talk to an angel?

 Angeliqe 

Angel lick 

Split 

Spit 

Quick

She's sic

Sweet kicks

Betwix

Her I'd mix

With her

Meds with her

Head with her

Make her my

Breakfast

In bed

With

Er...

Sure allure

Pokey

Like her

Skewered

Lure

Id love

To have her

Slide up

In 

Er...

Fer sure

New

Know

Now

Her 

Didn't knew her

But she immediately

Established

That bitch the shit

Manure.

Fountain of you

 Mucha fuck b ing loved 

Shits ova rated 

If you didn't catch that 

Hear 

I'll restate it 

Fuck being in love 

I can't over-state it 

It's like forgotten

On ur birthday

Happy belated

Hate this 

Feeling 

Fuck emotion 

Fuck warm fuzziest 

No devotion

These hoes 

Ain't loyal

Extincted ass house wife 

Lorana Bobb it's desperately bastardized

Cut ur dicks off 

Over circum-

 singe on 

Burn it 

Dash it 

All the lot 

Love and then the marriage

Sinatra and al bundy will tell you 

It's a trap with snared ends 

No debating

adam's family

 as bad as i get

an absolute 

obsolete

more than frozen

no motions

pure emotion

laying in my bed

waiting for nothing

getting it 

effortlessly

my destiny 

is left

not right

the best of me 

somewhere else

festering

im saying uncle

giving in 

tapped out

pardon me

 is it time yet? 

can we go

want you 

to be there 

with you

is that wrong

right now?

can i have you

can you take me

back to mine?

can i take you yet

am i home now?

impatiently waiting

cause shes a dime

a tenderoni 

a PYT 

like M.J.

she moves

got her

grooves

back 

and forth

and fifth 

and sixth

i reckon 

im a wreck

buzzin like a

because:

shes a force

to be with

got a dark side

sorta this 

mind tricks

sithness

hot like fever

im infected with

this sickness

bewitched 

spelling it out

like this is

as if 

she was witness

to my written

on a star 

wish 

list

shes about it

and i 

cant deny 

there is no 

resistance

gotta player 

words with 

displaying

crumbling 

fumbling

gotta stay 

cool 

and smooth 

like a criminal

shes in my head

subliminal

primal 

carnal

pleasures 

of the flesh

looking good 

in fish net

thinking bout 

nothing but 

the cumming

bliss

im a mess 

im a sinner

i must confess

accidentally in there

she signals me

she said so

i got the nod

the light is green 

like fresh 

wet 

sod

braun co.

 nobody calling me

hitting up my line 

im alone 

and really lonely

no credit 

no car

no card 

in decline

what to say 

but woe is me

spent im 

spend i 

days doing not a thing

nothing 

no remorse

no motive

not unlike a corpse

wasting life away

guess i never outgrowed it

dont even see the kids no more

have nothing for them anyway

ive let myself get so far gone

dismanteled 

without pleasantries

im lost in life

eveyone knows it

i can tell 

they can see 

so what good is bluffing

for the broken 

man like me,

its a no. 

its not. 

hello!

im not heroic

so i pray for thee 

to stay far away

im a black hole

self sustaining

all but empty now

what once was

full of promise

rising high 

like the moon

bursting at the seams

now im def deflated

fucking myself 

over and over

on the reg

like a chronic masterbater

as for me?

honestly,

who would want this mess?

nobody, no one, 

im stress

baggage is too heavy

too much to give your best

unwilling to move

scared like a crow

im cowardly 

aint no lyin'

refusing to choose 

frozen in fear 

my hands 

are all but folded 

cant go get it

cause i dont try 

i dont buy it

never now

never then 

never willing

decay enable

im mustang fenced in

im running round in circles

unstabled and un-able

enough 

i quit

im at a loss

im lost 

none lesser 

im a loser

i forfiet 

dont wake me 

the world is better when im not around 

i used to figure 

id figure it out

now im afraid 

ill never be happy

if u catch me fucking up

you have my permission to slap me