Systematical Impact Tacticals

Arrive survive supply demand hand to hand trans action
Metamorphosis course reset press release streets of stress yes
Devout clout unknown stone cold to core
More toward a sword cut the world with the knowledge hoard
Release self and repeat. Redeem self. It seems deaths upon us
Too long squander; to long plotting
Who thought of not allowing the atrocities
Strip search establishments. Cut the hardline to there bootleg demanding
Stand hardbody; move like ghost
There’s no approach as swift as my gifted host
We appraise value of the so called Imperials
Upon measure. In fact. Inferior
My demeaner of a gypsy draped in street gears
I walk talk and run the streets here
Infinite symphony sentiment unprecedented
Welcome I ingest the venom n test they weapon
Strategic backfire appease n lit like a gas fire
Black hoods walk streets under lamplighter n slash tires
Relying on a mass supplier in a new way I surpass these liars
Before I’m finished diminish my ego
Now where do we go
Enter oneself
El Finito

The Bloom of a Virus

Strange to find peace in this now; but here I am

Fond of change like autumn leaves blow breeze

Present tense; change strange and evident

But Im here aware wide awake stare; im just

Without care

Blessing to the ill who have fallen to the will of nature

My stature is forever patient

Statistics stream like star streams

Yet I sit and day dream in between the lines of these times

Finesse caress; these rhymes

Feminine forever ancient Egyptian feline

Who wanders without worry and skurrys playful

It is simple nature; take this and embrace this

We all must simply awaken and face this

Together harmonious; our ways were felonious

Learn to love and love to learn a new path

When they see a new you like whos THAT

Forever remaining in a change and I thank god for this change that is raining…

Down upon us.

Drowned sorrows

I am an addict; since twelve

Ive delved.

Weed, crack, heroin, crystal, mushrooms, lsd

More than all of these

Alcohol consumes me

I consume it; fluent in being a nuisance

Constantly picking up shattered pieces

My hands and heart are bleeding

The world seems iced and freezing

Do I still have meaning

Purpose

Am II worthless

These are the questions I ask Looking back at my past

Im trying so hard to keep compusure

Trauma upon trauma with no closure

My central nervous system is shot

So im constantly nervous

Everybody thinks Im happy but that’s just a surface

Im not trying to complain we all have pain

I wanna remain on this plain of love and gains

Music and poetry; the essence of me knowing me

That Im not such a terrible girl

That’s I have so much to offer the world

But Im crying out for help to all my friends and love

I cant do this alone sometimes Im looking above

Can god help me out a bit

Ive fallen and I can never seem to get out of it

A rhyming rant chant of the addict

Sobriety day one; let me have a crack at it.

 

Midnight.

I awaken as the night sky pours on the concrete

Moonlight cascades the mountain ranges and trees

A quietness and stillness as the darkness explores

It is serene and void of the daylights abrubt

Here is where anything is possible and the unreal comes to life

The animals  no longer hide; roaming the terrain

The fox; wolf; racoons; coyotes; owls and bears

I feel as if a visitor in this time and place and I respect it

I respect its sacredness and its divine still

While streetlights flicker along the cascading streets

Not a sound and not a movement nor passing cars

All is still yet I know it is very much alive

When I awaken to the nights sky