To Live, No Lie.
Left trying to make sense of this mind
My head is screwed and lost behind
Keep wanting to catch a break
God knows I don't mean to lose faith
Wide awake with prayers floating
Sweet hymns of candy coating
The taste of bittersweet in my mouth
Still sour thinking it'll all go South
The need for something more
But all I'm left with is a bore
Why must I keep doubting this power?
When I should be asleep around this hour
Time is not a friend of mine
Even in the dark, the glare still will shine
These words are all I have to give
All I want is to live, no lie.
Written on: November 17th, 2016.
Round 2, As Well.
Forgotten past particles pulse
With a beat pounding forth
All come hence the butterscotch
Creamy voids filled with glee
The holiday's vacation gives way
His present opened after midnight
The stars aligned the event
A done deal of foreplayed
The action set forth an eruption
There went the seed of life
Gulps of him went down easy
His passion in my mouth
Only now I wish him back
Rounds two's on me, as well.
I'm awake..
that photograph is a picture from my sketch pad it is a lot of drawing and waiting and letting things soak before becoming a page of Art.
it's very vivid and random and lots going on but that's how my mind works at almost all moments.
sometimes, if I'm lucky I do get slow wonderment. For my mind will settle and let me think for itself for once..
if I'm awake I enjoy adult films and sleep, painting and drawing..
that's my life in a nutshell.
A blur of..
Normality to..
Become OdD.:.
#RBandJTM
Summerhouse, the entirety of enguenie, #EP
Available: Streaming, @ytmusicpromoter
Paper Plains - This Rain And Then
Moi, made musically manufactured miles while wearing.. @redbubble
Gifted the sound to thons taken by, #musiqgenecentric "Winter Part 2"
Gathering paperwork to be diagnosed with deterioration, thriving with a thickness of tonically tenure, tone and timing. #thanksbetoGod
Found a wig, gray or grey, you're inclined to be illusive.. took snips, cutting more.. it was a 'look' to embodiment of the legacy of recording. #PaperPlains
This being had become unearthed. Solely, taken from the home and brought to a life anew. Completely at an aura event gazing. This modern machine is known as.. human.
So longest too sworn; shaken.
Phosphorescence to thine..
Without any feral figures to digit
Thy beep to sleep to leak, underexposed
If that even exist..
These movements are sketched slowly
Manically these manic expressions
To a forsaken given, but took to escape
A facet to impossible beyond nothing's;
Under from thon's outted amongst
Idiosyncratic to these broken yet hopeful
Venison to vexed verily taught.
Grandiosity twice.
Happy Birthday @ladygaga photo by: @kevinmazur #gagaglorygoeson #GGGO @bornthiswayfoundation #BTWF
Where I'm from, broken
Broken homes sealed late
Twice removed but not forgot
They were man and a woman
Those became were the offspring
Six with three female, three male
Along the grandchildren bring
More family name and genes
Mainly females amongst tribe
The one who bare nine months
They carry control over life to
Occur, once they start their
Own. This family tree
Is woven thick, true
And traditional taught.
They are where I'm from.
"MOUNCE."
U(via Ass a question, behind no lie. Spiral Notebook by John Tyler Mounce)
Write down before you..