Toxic Connection

Tonight's a nightmare swept beneath the rug

Only one to see was the cold mirror to shrug

Xenophobia falls weak to even face me

Inking my way along I believe is the only key

'Cause waking up to pukes of night before isn't really my thing !

Connecting little red dots in my memory

Over empathy isn't always the way to let go

No not the end of the world but to set free

Now just a lazy excuse to feel a bit low

Enough said are the voices screaming

Cursing in my head like any other day

Toughening up the familiar fake smiling

Inking my way again is what keeps it at bay

On the way to something more precious

Never in a million years would make another fuss.

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Cup of Change

You said it was over But it's not over yet,not over yet You promised that it was over You said you won't discriminate You promised you'll be different Thinking 'bout you lately Know your favorite is the red paint Tears that you chose not to see. Be it blonde,brunette,black or fade Or the catchy strings of red Be it wavy,plain,curled or straight It all makes the same braid Be it the brown,blue,green or hazel Or any other in the color palette Let's just focus on the story the eyes tell And burn all standards of beauty set; Let's hug the warmth of the heart And ditch those who've set bars Of height and weight that hurt The choice is not always his or hers. The grey cloud of greed Shaken up by the bright light of kindness The tiny granules of arrogance Washed up by the tides of curiosity Where nobody's scared out of the fence And can swim in the waves of diversity Where every war of Colorado Is blown away by the breeze of p

Forever

It's been three years But feels like a decade, Battling his worst fears His soul is now fade, Only him and his shaded dream Broken from inside,but says he's fine Patience filled to its brim Its hard now even to draw the line; He smiles at the crowd Through his tear stained cheeks All the voices screaming loud All he remembers are the erroneous ticks. Finding himself in all the wrong places Wanna see the golden lights Tying his rugged shoelaces His nightmares full of bloody fights, Wasn't that enough,wasn't that old? He wants it too bad,now it's too late Wasn't it mean,wasn't it cold? Is it all in his mind and not in his fate? Waiting,waiting for a whole new life Tamed steel waiting tonight Cut through the hopeless knife Still smiling even after the venomous bite. Opened his heart,poured it all Wanna have it,wanna touch it too Yet it feels nothing could manage to fall Lost in the storehouse of an old shoe; Out in the open,out in

Through the Shadows

I wish it was a bit more fun Why are we always on the run? Working through the day and night Fight until we see the light Wish you would tell me your plan 'Coz it's no longer according to mine I still strive to be your best fan A little bit more of you to shine It all feels like a never ending mess All remnants of a frustrated case Maybe you're leading me through the maze I feel a little doubtful in the chase. But you're always there hidden from sight Faith is so blind, lemme close my eyes Leading me through shadows and light You're the only truth in my world of lies. Disappointed in myself that I keep on hurting people Don't hunt for food anymore, its now the hunt for success that's for sale You know it this time I wasn't even cheating You saw how I gave my all How many more heart breaks greeting How many more times do you wanna see me fall? I still believe in you and only you Sometimes it's just way too dark Could it not be a bit more easy too? Doe

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