11:21pm and I want to die
not peacefully...
but a tragic death
BIZARRE/ VIOLENT/ GROTESQUE
at the hands of
at the hand of, ME
so immediate notice is taken
and normalcy is disrupted
and never fully returned to
because the status quo was raised
and normal isn't
and probably never was...
a deathless
murderous death
with my face
brown eyes
and called my name
death with a heartbeat
erratic and hostile
mUmBLEd
frenzied speech pattern of
self-righteousness
is uniquely ingenious
A death to summons instant rumors
and forced high-octive whispers
about suppose foresight of a troubled youth
because you know,
"THAT boy always did seem a little strange if you ask me!"
a type of death that fascinates
and inscribes fear
in the minds of anyone who knew HIM
that know ME
the man formerly known as the man
seen as the boy
but never formally known as a man
death that sustains its focused energy on
shining positive light
on a being often overlooked
affirming neglect that has long since
been obvious and imminent
flamboyant but monochromatic tales of,
"I remember one time..."
or
"He used to always..."
or
"He was the kind of person that..."
yeah,
good reflection
not great or excellent
because I have to take my own life
to achieve it
eyes closed and hands folded neatly
on my chest
as you STOP/ SOB/ PROCEED
while I retreat to dreamscapes
of seascapes
sensuous loving rape
of a black boys psyche
love and life
don't even like me
they don't even like me
12:04am
another dayto **** the world
and blow my own d*ck!!!
not peacefully...
but a tragic death
BIZARRE/ VIOLENT/ GROTESQUE
at the hands of
at the hand of, ME
so immediate notice is taken
and normalcy is disrupted
and never fully returned to
because the status quo was raised
and normal isn't
and probably never was...
a deathless
murderous death
with my face
brown eyes
and called my name
death with a heartbeat
erratic and hostile
mUmBLEd
frenzied speech pattern of
self-righteousness
is uniquely ingenious
A death to summons instant rumors
and forced high-octive whispers
about suppose foresight of a troubled youth
because you know,
"THAT boy always did seem a little strange if you ask me!"
a type of death that fascinates
and inscribes fear
in the minds of anyone who knew HIM
that know ME
the man formerly known as the man
seen as the boy
but never formally known as a man
death that sustains its focused energy on
shining positive light
on a being often overlooked
affirming neglect that has long since
been obvious and imminent
flamboyant but monochromatic tales of,
"I remember one time..."
or
"He used to always..."
or
"He was the kind of person that..."
yeah,
good reflection
not great or excellent
because I have to take my own life
to achieve it
eyes closed and hands folded neatly
on my chest
as you STOP/ SOB/ PROCEED
while I retreat to dreamscapes
of seascapes
sensuous loving rape
of a black boys psyche
love and life
don't even like me
they don't even like me
12:04am
another dayto **** the world
and blow my own d*ck!!!
... please make yourself at home ... 