Caricamento in corso...
, by Nadiia Shuran
C.R.Stanger

Ivy Trinity

being duped?
yes you.
Caught in a hideous loop
Cycle after cycle
Keep it separated now
manipulated
 tricked?
told lies
Blackmailed
Fear
Don’t move forward now
Because They say it’s backwards
But it’s forwards
Don’t drink the red
It’ll lead to black
Theres a green light and freedom
I too.
People who love themselves
Too much
To cage spirit not their own.
This bird has flown
Who has clipped your feathers
Don’t expire
They are a liar
Egocentric people don’t kill themselves
Threats sound like drums
When beaten
Empty
They may try to kill others
But that can end with a swift bullet to the head.
Don’t threaten to spill blood
If not ready to lose blood.
Not stuck in the mud
Be free
invisibly swayed to stay in misery.
By the moon
They tell you to do what they want you to do
I say quite simply
Go to hell
Think it’s of your own will?
Is it now?
Because of what a thrill?
The way to hell is happy they say
The way to heaven is pain.
But free will
In some places
Some cases
Has been tampered with
Illusions thrown
Confusions spread
Seeds of suspicion sown
The corpses are already dead
I disown all who told me
I couldn’t what I wanted
I hadn’t what I had
Or I shouldn’t what I should
You don’t tell me what is good
What is right
What is mine
And who needs a light
I can read my own signs
 
Free will is tied
Hands behind back
By the moon
Persuasion
It was all a lie
It was all to destroy light
All to destroy
Wake up
Wake up
The sun won’t shine
And the moon cannot be trusted anymore
I’ve been through the dark night
Some are a little late
But staying stuck there isn’t something advised
Wake up.
Roll over
The dark isn’t permanent
Standing up is a start
The ties that bind us
Are not always the ties that should bind us
In fact they imprison us.
Take a knife
Watch your back
Cut the ties
Here set them alight
Kill the lack.
Nothing done kept it in the black
It cannot be destroyed
You can’t kill what lives forever
A worldly deed
A spiritual crime
Slit the through of the darker side
Running half your mind
It burdens no one but yourself
It does not make you powerful
But weak.
Takes your voice
So you can’t speak
Not but lies
When truth is causing pain inside
Do you not see how 3 green
Can clearly be seen
Thinking they will not break
They won’t break
They will shatter
But it had to be known
That it matters
How you are treated
And how you treat.
They are the sick pool
Shallow ended
Surrounded by hellbent ghouls
Slap the hand lended
That drips with poison
You don’t need a hand
It’s already attained
Everything needed
It’s not bought
It’s not gained
It’s within already
Drop shame
Clear the fog
Out maneuver the game
Playing games
While someone else plays a game with you
Ban the dice and pawns
Stand up from the table
Walk away
No more bluffing
Wake up.
 
I know exactly who reads now.
Got ya.
Did just enough
Said just enough
Something about energy
Then I watched as greedy thoughts
Truly thought they got me
Oh so foolish.
It was to catch you
Because I’ve known of three
Trinity of ivy
Growing over all
Smothering everything
Deeply Green
Trinity seen
And in the leaves
Spiders spinning
Well your not grinning?
Why not?
What happened?
Watching someone through a two way mirror.
It’s hard to see any clearer
Than you do right now
For you have to stay hidden
If you were to look closely the target of you sight would turn out to be only a mannequin
And a sound behind you should tell you when
I’ve grown tired of watching the back of your head.
When I say I’m ahead.
I meant it the first time.
Let me show you out
You have made fools of yourselves.
Put things on the shelves?
Nothing done
Has ever won
You couldn’t understand
Even if you do tried
I smelt your hands
Over this long before you spied
It’s just your pride
You could not hide your unnatural anger
At the peace of something you should protect and love
Even when that you love is in pain
You’d rather watch it struggle
before destroying your own peace
Now is where you have to cease
All machinations
All manipulations
All the lies to twist the mind
If someone who should be aligned
You’ll soon find
The cycle closes
They know
Even if they don’t grasp it yet.
Time to let
Yourself out the door
You weren’t watching the score
Oh yes there isn’t one
I had already won
So long ago
You can go
 
mud and water
Blood and oil
Rage bred daughter
Plays the fool.
 
 
Crs

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