alone in my bed I lay
still not able to pray
I close my eyes to a world unknown
cobwebs etched in the very fabric of my existence
alone helpless with demonic bites
viscous fangs with long stemmed dripping blood off side
slowly I walk through a vast corridor of the dead all damned
The first time I met you and looked into your eyes
I knew the difference between love and possession
There was warmth, tenderness, and understanding
You gave me laughter, confidence, and shelter
You made me feel like I was just born,
my past had never existed
You made me feel worthwhile;
I'm just having fun, but no doubt someone will take this serious
I'm about to take you on a lyrical experience
I'm having fun with words, like when a baby first starts reading books
Saying I'm good at rhyming, Is like saying Mike Tyson packs a decent punch
I best mention the Kardashians other...
We allowed the lies of our lives to expire, when we used to dance around fires, while the heat of our bodies perspired to the gods without names that we lived to be desired by, that we saw from the rocks and the trees to the birds in the sky, and even though this once bitter soul might try, to...
How long will it take for you to see
Life is just an illusion, it’s going pass eventually
The flesh is just a lie
Eventually you’re gonna die
But your soul will live on
Rejoice in this don’t mourn
God made you to die
It’s why you were born
Last night GOD spoke to me
Your pain will end soon, so...
Remember the old boom box boogey down to the socks
Reggie Jackson chewy bars & Tommy's pop rocks
Parachutte pants with the hair high fade
Wake up late in a purple haze saying it's going to be one of those days
Back it up even further playing cowboys and indians in the sand box...
Written by: Mario Vitale
they sleep at night with belly's empty
rolling in the dirt to comfort their sore's
hands, eyes, feet
Marley & Tosh sang of their freedom's cry
Disappearing act through the night
A call to...
Dying to finally erupt from my mental
But the aftermath may be detrimental
For the world is purposely judgmental
Yet I can't keep this truth compartmental
As this knowledge transforms transcendentally
Purposely sought after never gained accidentally
However today my pen seems to be...