scrapwork

Ignorance laced from the brain to the lips
"if it ain't worth shit, why wait to be there when it is?"
Though belated of light, though faint and estranged
Though strained, no night's that blind
Festered and caught in a wind
Silently ridden renewal beginnings
Forgiving the spite dealt upon all i am
I take and refrain for the cycle's expansion

I'll mention the faulty of fate
When the frame's out of range
Have the soul act in place of a comet
To strike down upon this, enduring the promise
Mistakenly pompous, forsaken and rotten

Splurging the truth yet perceived as a cheat;
Guttural speech yet sewage conceived;
Scour the hour once all has devoured the spirit of tone
That i currently breathe

I'm ripping the bag
You could swear i'm a coon with trash, being glad with the leftover meat
But y'all are facetious to see the extent of believing
The moment you feel it impede
Few to foresee what'll lie in the wake of a bribe
For a mind doesn't mold what it reaps from you guys whom die and revive
To come back as a cry, in the form of a grime with a greed

How you gonna lie when we built for the truth?
"how you gonna try what you ain't wanna prove?"
How you gonna cry outside of the booth?
Lost too many times that i've slept life through
I've watched myself slipping back into blue
I've seen defeat in the form of anew
Told out myself that i'm seeing it through
Told out myself that it's worth every bruise

Feeling it out won't dispel
Alice was simply compelled
The bottom is treating you well
No wonder we're now so frail;
I could use a light for the trail