Been away from this thing for a good while. For whatever reason there was I'm back. I think boredom took me away and boredom brought me back. Either way... I wrote this hot mess. Gwan and catch a joke.
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Stoke it and Set it Free!
For the last seven months I made a silent vow. Stay within the prism of my mind and confine myself from the basic temptations of man. To follow my sight and proceed with life with rational mind and not allow desires be my beacon. It was a bad idea and I only say this because I don't see or feel any benefit. I don’t sight the light that should have filled within. Instead things are darker now more so then ever.
Something so carnal and ravenous tears at every inch,
Every week it’s a battle a struggle to stay firm and think,
It has more passion and an immense will to exist,
It wants to cully a body and sacrifice a new victim,
It needs to feed its hateful will oh how powerful it is,
Its mind states the badest his heart beats scream sin,
Its lungs inhales renewed health and exhales bitter toxins,
It smells and sees targets I swear I can taste its epinephrine,
Oh how it hungers!
This ageless war is torment I’m about to give in,
A part of my mind says turn tail put your chips in,
The better part says this is a fight you were never going to win,
Putting my humanity aside and let the beast come back again,
I must admit… it is deliciously tempting,
Allow my “id” to take the reign while I sit back and be entertained,
Fuck I can already feel it, its wake already commencing,
In the cool of night or blaze of the sun I can hear it speaking,
“Exploit the meek, squeeze up them soft tings!
Would a Lion in HIS jungle spare and think would he not binge?
Listen to me because I’m closer to you then any kin.
Let’s sate the thirst that pangs at your every whim.
We Must Feed!
How can you live like this look in the mirror and let this be?
They’ve been stoking it my nigga… now set me free.”
Yes I have been stoked I will set myself free!
For the last seven months I made a silent vow. Stay within the prism of my mind and confine myself from the basic temptations of man. To follow my sight and proceed with life with rational mind and not allow desires be my beacon. It was a bad idea and I only say this because I don't see or feel any benefit. I don’t sight the light that should have filled within. Instead things are darker now more so then ever.
Something so carnal and ravenous tears at every inch,
Every week it’s a battle a struggle to stay firm and think,
It has more passion and an immense will to exist,
It wants to cully a body and sacrifice a new victim,
It needs to feed its hateful will oh how powerful it is,
Its mind states the badest his heart beats scream sin,
Its lungs inhales renewed health and exhales bitter toxins,
It smells and sees targets I swear I can taste its epinephrine,
Oh how it hungers!
This ageless war is torment I’m about to give in,
A part of my mind says turn tail put your chips in,
The better part says this is a fight you were never going to win,
Putting my humanity aside and let the beast come back again,
I must admit… it is deliciously tempting,
Allow my “id” to take the reign while I sit back and be entertained,
Fuck I can already feel it, its wake already commencing,
In the cool of night or blaze of the sun I can hear it speaking,
“Exploit the meek, squeeze up them soft tings!
Would a Lion in HIS jungle spare and think would he not binge?
Listen to me because I’m closer to you then any kin.
Let’s sate the thirst that pangs at your every whim.
We Must Feed!
How can you live like this look in the mirror and let this be?
They’ve been stoking it my nigga… now set me free.”
Yes I have been stoked I will set myself free!
