I JUST FINISHED THIS IN ABOUT....20 MINS I'D LIKE TO SAY I HAD GOT SOME MAD INSPIRATION FROM ROB ROY'S ROLLERCOASTER BABY TRACK. WHICH DEPICTS THE MANY ASPECTS OF HIS STRUGGLE TO OVERCOME THIS TWISTED SOCIETY'S VIEWS ON SUCCESS. I HAD A GOOD DEEP LISTEN TO IT, AND DECIDED TO PUT MY OWN SPIN ON IT THROUGH SOME POETRY.....
RollerCOASTer GOOBER…
Mind reserved like steel, I feel the world slip thru my fingertips, But grasp isn’t a furious one, A furious son, Offspring of an angel and a demon, i have neon skills, im the main attraction, with actions my words resonate wider, resonate harder, resonate slicker, chilly chill chest cuz I gotta bum ticker, find refuge in a tundra, a whole world under, the outside environment, exponential summer, money’s not an object that’s main criteria, a breadwinner soldier is losing the fort, no match for new tricks with colloquial swords, gotta beat up the paint to avenge the court, vision is tunneled to the real destination, the world around me seems to have no patience, staying odown from the top I realize im useless, leap of death turns to the leap ofn track is of futile amusement, looking fate, Roll with the punches without contemplate, As I stand on unleveled ground, I assimilate to rocky roads, But this pipe dream aint soft served, And the prince didn’t become the toad, The toad became the prince, And the grass will always grow on the other side of the fence But the grass needs seeds, To break through cement,
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
THIS IS WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE IN A WORLD OF WONDERMENT AND AT THE SAME TIME ON PLANET EARTH.... DEFINITELY THINKING ABOUT RE-STYLING A FEW OF THESE WITH SOME LYRICS
THE BOND BETWEEN OUR HANDS IS WELDED WITH LIQUIFIED SODIUM, WE WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF FALLEN DEMONS, THESE MONSTERS DIE IN THE MIDST OF OUR TRAILBLAZE, FADE, THE FUTURE IS NEVER SAID IN STONE, MY CHISEL MELTS AT THE SIGHT OF AN ATTEMPT TO FINALIZE OUR PASSION, HOW IT BRINGS ME JOY TO SEE YOU IN DISARRAY, ALLOW ME TO ERASE ANY ANGUISH THAT YOUR HEART SCRIBBLES, I DABBLE IN THE ART OF PLEASURE, BUT YOU RESIDE ANGELLIC OPPOSITE OF THE FANGZ I POSSESS, FADE, NOWADAYS YOUR ATTENTION IS CLOUDED BY OUTSIDER DEMONS, LOWER LEVEL CREATURES THAT COWER IN THE LIGHT, YOUR TEARS NO LONGE FALL TO MY SHOULDER, SINCE YOUR WINGZ HAVE SPAWNED, YOU LIVE FREE IN A PLACE THAT IS FORGEIN TO ME, MY LOVE SPROUTED AS A MEANS TO SHELTER MY BELOVED, BUT HER WINGZ DISALLOWED ME TO COVER HER FROM DANGER, FADE, MY HEART BURNS WITH A LUST TO BE DEPENDED ON, BUT THE DEMAND FOR MY SUPPLY HAS RUN DRY, THE WELL I UTILIZED EVER SO FREQUENTLY, IS PARCHED WITH DRY LIPS, AS I REMAIN USELESS IN A WITHERING WORLD, I STURGGLE TO STAY GROUNDED, THE GENTLE I THOUGHT I KNEW HAS BECOME A SHAPE SHIFTING SPECIMEN, A SPECIMEN THAT I CAN NO LONGER RECOGNIZE WITH DEMON EYEZ, THE LIGHT TO MY DARKNESS HAS BEEN STOLEN, BUT I SEEK NO VENGANCE AGAINST HER CAPTORS I ONLY WISH TO FADE....