Submissions by Leee_Nndow

Is it bread crumbled love
that needeth to be swept away like dirt
is it desperation
that feedeth on my bleeding heart
what have I to love you with
because you have torn it apart
as my heart fails to beat
with every pump it searches for pain that leaves me broken and hurt
I'm still wounded
as the phase that follows scars would fancy abstract art
tis hilarious how people think that "sorry" is miraculous
abort those thoughts ... Abort
what were you hoping for
our days to revert?

Welcome to Planet Earth
There's no decency at all"

Even though I wear a mask of a clown
Hammer , sickle I'ma break it down
I'ma break it down piece by piece
BeCause this fvckin world, disturbs my peace
..
Gangster tends to be unterrestrial pests
That out weighs pockets pinning knives on chests
What more can I do with a bullet in ma head
That drills a deeper hole _ in second I could be dead

Earth as a whole is the valley of the shadow of death
All the passages I turn to feeds my wrath
I'm just pushed to the edge of death ...

Been wearing this scarecrow mask
It carried out a difficult task
I kneeled down to the heavens, give me a manual God that's all I ask
I lost my pride, my bask
It blindfolds my perfect dusk
Like droplets dropping on the floor 'cause I overflowed my cask
Who the fuck I am
What the fuck I do
What the fuck I care about
I've been bonding with the inner me
But I think I'm having doubts
So I think I lost my soul
Back in the middle of Routs
I tried to set me free
So I striked a few plouts

"Plah plah" I'm failing, palisades...

South African struggle, apartheid, Racial issues, blacks overruled by the whites

Their journey began with tragedy melodies
Tears rolling down counting the milestones of cheeks
For a while they were suspended by the tunes they sang
But indeed to the white, their tune was just a MIME

Legs, hands and boards hitting the air
Dancing to their harmony
Inhumane nudging harshly to their struggle
Their bodies were whipped and swept upon graves
For a while their movement was wide and wild
But indeed to the white, their movement was if they were STATUES...

Mind said to heart…
You do not think before thee loves
As you rank yourself of little and everyone else above
You do not possess the thoughts that I impose to thee
I let alone my doves soar free
I see humanness has broke you piece by piece
Your brokenness disturbs my peace  
As they barge into my brains instead
Seeking sympathy within my head
They burst the last “bone” of my brain
Forcing me to think of your pain
I suffer from stress and depression
But would you answer to the question?
Why break your heart?
Mind says to heart
...