Where My Pictures Come to Life
We need to heal
Call it Yeezn, but we need more steam
Relinquish old proclivity, replace with virtousity
This money chasing is an evasive cure, there’ ll drain us to the core
Working 9 to 5 and forgetting why,
I mean do you still know why?
When the individualist runs out of luck he runs back to its roots.
Break the cycle of luck and unleash the chains.
Unslave your mind and return to the kingdom of clear-cut justice
Only there will be no roots for the ruthless
I’ve been through some sugared lips
Those that only shout “all in” for my hips
turned Watermelon into Water-lemons
My tears froze like frostyflakes, my heart at stake
I thought I found a soul-mate, not an emty crate of translucent grace
I spit fire from time to time because I was born under concrete tiles
but my heart never faked a smile
shock, friction, other sources of ignition never altered my salvation
Never broke those bones, those sticks and stones
It makes me wonder how you justify all that bane?
.. From a rose that grew through concrete and pain – loveeeiriny
This oozing breeze that I bred, I can’t quite lay myself to rest
heated, is the name of the convo between me myself and I
making me walk this lane, so late at night
I`m growning how inconsiderate?
cause my bed is made and I’m ready to lay in it
And my oh my, I could tell my mind was ready to move to the next mistake
yet here I am, oh hi Ted
you knew too well, nothing good ever happens after 2am
I wish memory lane was merely a pathway, the street to a shed or the highway
lane is a dungeon at the back of my head and ain’t no chance to hide away
Although I wonder
Be it my fondness for penpals or to what do I owe this itch to write you my heart ponder?
With no further delay, forgive my inner melee
I feel it is to you I seek to turn to today
And as though the imaginary pen tween my fist has put a spell on replay
“wingardium leviosa” classic potterian token .. *cough*
I would for once like to be brutaly plain-spoken
unaware of my powers I dived into a pool of naivity
It slowly revealed to me with a wink of an eye that I might need to pay in perpetuity
For if that’s settling, that was by no means close to my intentionality
Maybe Lover, all I disclaim is that you’ve enriched a great portion of my innermost integrity
Beyond knowance You’ve reinforced the self that I once lost in all haste to catapult a romance
you’ve opened my inner chakra, so on behalf of me myself and my inner trauma’s
These rambles are your’s to scramble through …
4am me loves you psssch!
Wild child step forward
You and your majestic vibration, I hail you
It stuns me how you grace this world with your ferocious smile,
How you raise the worlds percuit to run this mile
the spinning globe would revolve in slow mo if it weren’t for you love
Therefore the world revolves around you love
For who brings the fairytales to life, if not for your magestic flow?
They can’t embrace your rapacious appetite for unapologetic courageousness
Wild child realise that it’s your fortitude we appreciate,
Their miles wide gazing shoud not stop the chase
For how the world will dance a mediocre dance if it weren’t for your symphony
How worthy you are to a rip the fruits your rythimic heart has sown
Go get a taste of your wildest dreams,
Are you in wary of the backlash? So don’t be in a haste to agree with the unenlightened
Trust your dignitory award awaits you
It lays not in the hands of the temporal housekeepers
It lays not in the hands of the grazing sheeps
But in the hands of the Gods that applaud your deep-rooted complexion
loveeiriny 