Conflict
Creativity
Speed
pulsating thru’ my veins not enough to drive insane
Don’t
hear it just feel it and I know the metal strings are in happy vein
Focus and
accuracy the hallmarks of virtue
For
honesty and reality is the energy of ability
But do I
stand on running sand that’ll drag me down?
Push
against the dragging water until it subsides
You know
that feeling as the sand follows the tide
In this
mix of reality versus the temporary, I’ll slide
Only
words are resolution that’s permanently the solution
For words
express intellect via emotion
Music the
emotion that must be felt thru’ your soul into your mind
What to
do as the speed winds away and judgment comes down?
Left is what’s
been done and stands on its own
Dishonesty’s
what’s been stood on and has now gone
I’m a
drugged out whore that my emotion has used
Nothing
but depression because temporary has no mores
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