Mystical being on a lyrical scene rhythms like rust
Leaving phrases to dust
Linked to my genes
Part of my being
Lines written on paper
Like the blood I am bleeding
Drowning me in sentences
No trust in past redemptions
Word after thought
An uncompromising conception
As I sit under a sunrise
Of treble clef and grey skies
Not allowing myself an alibi
No time to stop and clear my mind
Or wipe my eyes dry
Keeping my continuous beat alive
Time grew wings
Because now it flies
The promise of Rainbows
suffocate me in lies
Pulsing through my ageing fingers
Words float around me
As my freedom lingers
A new day
Brings something with it
And under rain drops
I refuse to shiver
There’s a bounce in my foot
Playing along to an unvoiced tune
But I have fuck all to give
And even less to lose
Goosebumps appear
But not from fear
As I write a melody
Gripped with tears
As the words start to seduce me
The meaning reduces me
A pile of my life
Pages sitting in a book
And I never look back over them
I am to afraid to look
I arrive with the rhyme
That suits me at the time
As I beat my own drum
With the pen glued between
My index finger and thumb
And I write my world
As the words come
And what has meaning to me
Won’t matter to some
Little lines
That define my life
Imperfection rules
It doesn’t have to fit right
I am over the fight
Each word builds me wings
As each lyric takes flight x