Speaking Days

Yesterday-Why asked Why and got Because as a reply,
Then today-Who asked Who and got What in return plus two,
So tomorrow-When will ask When if it can ask Forever to start over again!!

My hearts freezing like the middle of december, learning to forget what's impossible to remember, my love is anorexic-emotionally slender, my karma is flat broke-my ego WAS a big spender,
I WAS MY VERY OWN #1 CONTENDER moonlighting as a top notch pretender-of who I really am!!

Truth Be Told (not finished)

Living through ultra dramatic-ever constant erratic-semi automatic-new era post traumatic- SLAVE SYNDROME!!,
Because breathing is fundamental BUT learning is instrumental, so I thrive whenever I grab a pencil, somehow I've managed to use my life as a stencil, welcome the tip of the iceberg I call my mental, never for sale,lease or rental!!,
Now everything I see,hear and feel is translated by thought, then molecularly transmitted into a secure vault,...truth be told those protons and neutrons are now memories, the ones I choose to cherish are heavily guarded from my satisfactions enemies,

Actuality (rough draft/not finished)

Investing my time to escape this monetary livin, accumulating every drop of NOTHING that was given,...it's abundance unfortunately forces folks to GIVE IN!!,
Battling the likes of a mass appeal that starves a homeless man of every meal,
Now the reality I once saw as ideal is so surreal that it started to reveal...it's true identity to me...which was such an obscenity to see,
It made me cry to myself and whispered that this couldn't be,
A reality-that just isn't real to me...alone,

The Beast

A modern runaway slave jogging to save- those alive lying still in their grave before the government can pave...never ending roads over them!!,
I remember when FREEDOM was just a word to me-SO-when told I was in bondage-it would sound so absurd to me,
Oh how I've come a long way BUT not at my destination, TRANSLATION: my souls current decor is based on my reputation,
And it's troublesome--like the aftermath of bubble gum...being stepped on,
We are-Kings and Queens that remain slept on...BUT...so far from a bed,
As blind verdicts are handed down by a judge dread,
To the universal victim of the one sided system,...that has yet to be defeated,
Because while FEW starve the system MOST are working hard to feed it,....and it's becoming obese,
The schools are buffets-the prisons are a feast,
To this towering beast...your healthcare is just a snack,
Then it dissolves freedom in it's mouth like a tasty tic-tac!!

Aftermath

Begging for understanding-despite it's outcome being so demanding...that it usually results in expanding an irrational misunderstanding,
If left to it's vices it can lead to disbanding...a once lovely relationship,
The hurtful aftermath of two people that weren't equip...for an all expenses paid round way guilt trip!!