- Books, Literature, and Writing
Have you known Recognition?
Poor your life, Into these words.. These lines These rhymes (that flood my head) That brand your mind (and fill my time) That kills your time Who reads them (who will read this) At times i feel like a lyrical Vulture Praying on My left behind dreams Just as i have so many times Before (when will you wash off the makeup?) When will i wake up? To realize that i'm living Fantasy I don't have Enough faith in me (you gave up faith i gave up grace) Maybe i'm living Too modestly Im always The one to fall (now i'm the one you fall on) Down The rabbit hole Again And back out On the other side Of the solid ground Learning To stand (on my two feet) On what to feet Crawling with A carpet burnt body My mouth is sore From speaking my mind I'm sick of my words Being a hobby Its time to test (to pass) The test of time I'll pat my own back Before they try (before you try) To cover it With mud again I'll fill in the cracks (i'll fall in the cracks) Of this sidewalk That i step on Reminding myself Of what i have To live for With a pen in my hand (with a pen in the side of your head) You can slam the door I'll walk right through it (and build another door)
© 2014 Skyler DeCristoforo