Poems From The Lost

Utilize Your Mind

I write so many different little cries,
Each one holds their own little lies,
In the past the message was the same,
All I wanted to do was die,
Shit I was insane,
You could see it in my eyes,
My face showed joy but let me tell you that was my biggest ploy,
Covered by some smoke screen I crept away unseen,
It was broad daylight and the only thing you wanted to do was fight,
You fought for what wasn't right, I would tell myself,
Hey Jose let's put all our problems on that empty shelf,
Blame my emotions on something irrelevant but it was relevant that I was hesitant to admit that my demise was eminent I was being to arrogant when I should've been more elegant.
Now I rise higher than I ever thought I would,
I just keep going to places no human ever thought they could, stop?
Maybe I should, but I won't until I reach the top,
And even then I still won't stop.
I'll be like a loose balloon and when I reach the edge of the atmosphere I'll finally pop until then my pockets are gonna be the only thing that drop.
Getting filled with money,
Yeah that's that sight I can't wait to see,
Watch how many people turn into a flea,
They'll latch on and I won't be able to get em off unless I burn em,
Then we'll truly see those who wanna flee my fleet right before my feet count how many just got beat.
One thought that won't cross my mind again is suicide,
That thought is forever neutralized and no longer will my mind be brutalized.
My mind will forever be constant and utilized.