Strength miss spoken as wisdom left cold, so love controlled, manipulated by the nonresistant soul, bitter to the core, the leaves they fall, none have been eaten, the cocoon unformed, occasions of simplicity, scarce objects of power sent through channels of unimaginable sight, bending the understanding away from our limited perspective revealing thee actual, telling tales of a reality foreign to our understanding, stripe bias conclusions from the record, let them write themselves, fear not the sight before you, embrace it, as delusions melt so does your staggered soul revive in its journey for the actual not the fantasy, which leeches all who tread her yet as the darkness envelopes them the smile perpetually marks their face.
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Johnny Gerbrandt
Love lifting, love writing, love designing. My journey is a strange one but I love it. learning constantly.
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Sand and Strife
Drastic eradication of inconsistent spastic surges of deluded vessels pouring blasphimies over a gift made, gratefulness disregarded tossed to the ground muddied and forgotten, Build the wall let no one scale it, fortify the mote with sin and sacrifice, drench the ground with the slur of the thickness, suffocating those that dare come near, the veil has been set the door is close let those who approach beware, for we have stepped beyond the veil disrupted streams on your behalf, immolated the light so that you may walk without out blindness, yet disrespect is your septure and sarcasm your crown. Wallowing in your kingdoms of the marshland, for stagnant rot fills your bones, and an unquenchable fire in your mind, drives you to claw and tear down your own castles built of sand and strife.
By Johnny Gerbrandt5 years ago in Poets
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