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Sktzo
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AWAKENING MINDS

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Factually
I can only remain as me
For that’s the only way I know to be

I will always be as I
Til the very day I die
Some will cry
Some will make a relieving sigh!

Too bad to know
That my ways are always confused
Many times have been refused
Pain was never defused
My life was taken
Spirit forsaken
Soul was shaken
I will never again be awakened

Yet here I be
Speaking linguistically
Yet realistically sincerely to thee about me.

I know to know is not enough and to know life is rough was not enough
I was never told
But was scolded for being bold
Didn’t die when I was old

But at a young age
Reached my prime in being a sage
But died of rage
For allowing the pain to remain locked up in a cage

And that seemed to only have allowed my next stage & phase
Let me rephrase the wording
Most of my daily life was so disturbing
No longer will there be any curbing
Of words chosen
Because my body is dead, decaying and now frozen
But I decided to have died
Rather that let my child to have lost her sense of love & pride.

Love & hate can not coincide
Nor can they really coexist!
So I made a decision in allowing the pain to take my body
So my life would no longer exist

So my wife no longer has to resist or strive to persist
Because the fact of the matter is that since she met me
All she has done is suffer pain, heartache & strain
Not allowed to retrieve gain
And enjoy the dimensional plain of this earthly domain.

I don’t want to live a life in which I always borrow
Want to make some money today
So I can live tomorrow

Although living
No sense of giving to the needy
When you become so broke
You do become greedy

Was never a delinquent but suffering and taught as such
Seeking enough funds to live comfortably shouldn’t be considered too much.

Here today but will be gone tomorrow
How many people will feel any of my sorrow?
Grown weary, teary and tired of strife
Too much thrown on me and upon my child & wife.

I grew up with the desire to live higher
Inner desire burned like a fire
To elevate my mind without ever growing tired.

How can I wake up and have any peace?
Knowing that pain will only increase
The day is new
The problems are worse
Feels like I’m living inside of a hearse.

Living deceased
No joy increased
Life decreased
I have no peace
Night or day
Even though I chose the ‘holy way’

Maybe soon there will be a better day
But I can no longer wait
It’s up to debate
If God is love
He has yet to illustrate
Or demonstrate what He claims to be
If He is love and loves me so
He has yet to show it to me.

My daily life is conflicted turmoil
By blood does boil
My soul does coil
And everything I am does begin to foil

I am not a man just a piece of carnage
When all my effort becomes garbage.

Can’t be looked at with a face of respect
When all my effort has yet to reflect.

My words, my life you could dissect
Wish I chose to be someone else - in retrospect!

The man I be, is who I chose to become
But for choosing good
I’ve become the first to be none.
My life is gloomy and the path is roomy
Seems like I’m the only one
Death has been speaking to me.

Such nonsensical satirical lyrical blame
Has been put forth into my brain
As I am to blame for the constant flame with out end
For the constant strain upon my loved ones and my friends.

People always tell me that I’m to blame
For the continuance of all our pain.
My thoughts reflect just for a moment...
I guess everyone would be better off if I was sincerely withdrawn

SkTzO

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