peaceee

It's so hard to stay awake fighting for consciousness bones aching and these hands wont stop shaking Id rather be shaking today than shivering in my grave It's not like it started today why is there a paradox to being brave Self discovery is a big topic It sounds so sweet but stop it when you find it you lose it now you're trapped inside locket now how about self creation fueled by innocence with a strong blood relation it's possible in a sense

Dot

we all know that people talk

never been the one to care

never been the one to stalk

but these labels started itchin

I hope that you will listen

So you can stay away from stitchin

Anyways ima move on 

Lets talk about about some symbols 

If you're special, you'll be smiling

Letting the world see those dimples 

You have this man in the corner 

sure he seems so confident

but puts people down like a scorner

He sees a few dots 

instantly drawing lines

revealing a nasty picture that he adopts

But he had already seen the picture 

now in his world void spots 

in the eyes of what he was depicting 

Is it real, I think not

Then there is A man in the middle 

he's chillin back, he too sees the dots

he stares in awe, the longer he looks

oh my, oh my, more dots

With no lines of association

The dots have no set destination

There is some ugly ones, no infestation

They can arrange so beautifully

with no integration, The beautiful dots

deserve much more investigation 

Intimacy and misery

A man who forgets his past is doomed to relive it
Don't wanna make you afraid but i'm gonna remix it
Keep telling yourself that you're trying to fix it
As you sit there and wonder you begin your diminish

I cant stand this quickening - on going catastrophee
As Time speeds up-Its getting closer to the last of me
There is a frightening killer- in the midst of blaphomee
Without an "upper" hand,
It could only be the path for me

NOOOOOOOO

we resist who we have been
get lost in some ridiculous search within
I know that it's all pretend
but  lost with no direction
WILL WE LIVE AGAIN

catching on step by step
we forget the things we had in check
is it starting to feel like circles?
Is it starting to feel like circles

You want to change but you wont admit
 To the devastation, the calamity
what caused the lost hope in humanity
Call this unpredictable insanity
keep on questioning my questioning
, you can stick with your vanity

we resist who we have been
get lost in some ridiculous search within
I know that it's all pretend
but lost with no direction
 WILL WE LIVE AGAIN

Break the cycle
dont take my lead
break the cycle
dont take my lead
there is a difference between intimacy and misery        
you have tools for that ideal symmetry..

Tick tick

Oh man oh man

I guess you know it all 

But here's the problem 

You missed the big picture

Your judgement is flawed 

Oh man, oh man 

Truth is stranger than fiction 

you are a stranger 

And you missed out on conviction 

Oh man, oh man 

I'm glad you guys are worried

If I were you I'd be too 

Because you wish to have burried

In my absence, beat me black and blue 

Oh man, oh man 

Don't you see don't you see 

You were wrong from the get go 

You may never be free

Man, my back is stronger than your knife 

You have no chance, if this is a fight 

You took my kindness as a weakness

May my words, keep you up at night 

Call me crazy , I call you lazy 

Keep shutting your eyes 

Your vision is hazy

You will never see past your

Group-gathered lies

Keep doing what you can 

To put your words in action

Don't be surprised 

If I jump ship on your faction

You misjudged my humility 

I never wanted to brag

I'm not so sensitively guilty

To your altered words

Sorry for the jet lag 

Are you with or against me ?

With my words you don't have to agree

Have faith in what I'm doing

Instead of pouring out jealousy  

Laughter is the best medicine.

This will be kept short and sweet
A secret remedy - it is unique
To help a lacking heart
and give balance to your feet

The storm- It seems to treacherous
But Joy returns to seat
once caught up on the past
But reproval now you greet

Just let out a laugh!-
fear seems so obsolete
Restoration comes
returning true strength -
reinforced concrete

Panic4VanityKills

I'm not the good guy, I'm that guy that admitted he was bad. Pt 1

What makes you special?

to talk down to us,

when you were the first

to get on the Yolo bus

I'm not saying I'm special

but somewhat thinking clearly

my thoughts have been celestial

So I give this to you dearly

I assure you it would be easy

To type up a big game

justify my sinful actions

And hide away all of the shame*

But ya-know what? screw that life

for a while I was unclear

But the sinning causes strife 

Im tired of living in fear

Every bit deserving of a knife..

So for once lend me your ear..

But wait, Imma let you know

that again I have found Joy

And fate, Is ready to go

 Joy

late but still bestow'd

Panic4VanityKills