elevated self importance partial morals from a tainted point of view as if murder is only sin if it takes place against you
every sacrifice tainted and every cry is lost when race is the only thing that is a measurable cost no innocent victim for our humanity oppressed as the mind is full of its own vanity
narratives sell lenses through which to see the garden and anything that bleeds white is beyond the hope of pardon we all ash the same when the grave lays claim to take us back to dust and every life is all for loss...
At a loss for words cause Iím at a loss for you And contending in my heart for what I know is true In the dual reality of life and what is death Existing in the sentiments of this vapor Learning to understand the purpose of a breath Memories on life support of friends, photographs, and paper
Drafting the blueprints in a sales pitch for my heart As if Iíve still got something to prove When you were my greatest affirmation from the start Unconditional love is something I canít lose
What is a monster but a child in need of saving? Resigned a coward and too late to be a hero With necks warranted for millstones No compassion for the ugly When the greatest obstacles are made of pseudo pleasures
You don't sell hell on the promise of flames But an acquired taste for perversion As minds become tombs of forgotten dreams
Poisoned before I had a chance to taste true intimacy When all I learned from what I was is who I'm not I speak to deny my reflection And ask for the fire to return to my disenchanted...