🏝️Utopia.💫

demons come by and entangle the mind

life full of challenge - a riddle - this rhymed.

daydreams & nightmares

my soul will not hide—

I take on the battle with a sword and my pride.

disrupted by beauty, corrupted by wealth

societal instincts not good for our health.

hypnotic behaviors take over the mind

dulling the light in which we could shine.

The bodies internal shrine is divine

but you’ll never know what you don’t try to find.

Scars of evil, corruption intwined

flourishing hell — vines sprout through the mind.

we’re left with these wounds that fail to heal over time

and walking this earth we pretend that we’re fine.

Put on your best shoes, prepare for the day

one step at a time, your fate is at bay.

We walk the path to our destiny

and hope and pray it's the best it can be.

Your dreams will lead and your soul will guide you—

obstacles may follow but they will not surprise you.

Challenge accepted, let the forces unite

& I,

took the one most cautioned by

curiosity killed the

cat that had 9

lives

and I, 

took the road with the yellow taped lines.

Carry me ashore

from drowning in those

ocean lies—

I once thought I could swim

& i took the one traveled by maniacal souls

of

the eliminated/ the lost/ broken & torn

desires

of all hope failed 2 restore

of toxic braindead youth by

humanity—

the “ i wash i was a — bitch i might be, an alien.

UFO’s.

rotting in the flesh.

all left floored before

me

in the tiles of my

everlasting footprints

in the sand

Guide me to my sanity

I pray i’ll 4ever be free

(I feel 8 grim eyes watching me…)

Light as a feather

stiff as a board

with virtues & wonders

Everything and science is madness

there’s a world left to be explored

in all its annihilation

the tombs left to bloom

the ancient tombs of

benevolent wonders

whatever these words mean-

its not like it is i—

who..

and if you can hear me, 

i don’t expect you to listen.

i’m used to being alone

with my thoughts.

sometimes more so often, i feel like i’m trapped 

in a box. outside of the box lives a fox—

and he’s hungry.

he wants to eat my heart and then my soul.

i barely have enough to feed him, i lost those

mere objects plenty ago.

i don’t feel i’ll ever grow, falling off the stage

while putting on life’s grandest show—

presenting: “who is me?”

the world may never know

quite heavy burden

AND IF YOU SAY YOU LOVE ME-

I MIGHT ASK YOU WHY,

FOR IT’S LIKE MISSION IMPOSSIBLE-

OXYGEN ON A CRATER IN THE SKY.

I Once thought that i was immortal, like i

would never die.

but now i stay up late at night

holding on to waking life.

tears running down on my face

because out of these eyes i cry.

i hate being a disappointment, 

i wish i could have made me proud

the voices in my head grow deeper

sometimes it gets too loud.

i wish i could’ve done better-

the though that haunts my mind,  too much

laying in bed & i feel tempted

it’s the love & the fear

6 9 20

I just popped a Xanax

I’m dancing with the devil

he called me, I said hello

he spoke to me so mellow.

I just popped 2 Xanax,

I’m dancing with the reaper now-

he swept me off my feet somehow

I see him in my dreams —

you would have thought he was mean,

but he’s the one for me -

& now i’m on like 3—

lucid in my dream -

I see my destiny,