Confessions of a swollen heart
Confess your worries on this paper
Escape from living standards
Stand on your own one
So afraid to show who you are
Out numbered by reality
If not apart of the vast majority
Dissimilar bound judgments more rapidly

Heart cries lonely nights
Lone in a world surrounded by company
Alone but not alone
Such old of a soul on a mission
Not for greed or gold
For so much more
Unknown to
What this life holds

Aiming and gaming for more
Settling for nothing
Just pushing till I leave this body
Driven by motivation
To motivate others
One another
Soul discovered me

Chronologically putting together the pieces
Piecing together a thesis
Torn into smaller portions
Living in fear
Fearful of being afraid
The problem stems

My life folds and unfolds
Scared to show self
So I start folding
Perhaps this isn’t the time
Consciously making mistakes
Are the hardest mistakes made
Enraged by the fake
But I find myself sometimes faking
Blending while I’m mending broken empathy

Shying away
From what I know is right
So I’m settling
I’m dying
Well at least trying to
Not suicide
Just tiresome of all the horror
Murdering all the fake opportunity
In order to outshine my shine
My glow
Beginning to question
What’s right and what’s wrong


Serving a higher standard
Secretly truly in love with myself
Special
Especially exceptional
On another level
Come follow

Track my art
Gain my knowledge
Rotate it into wisdom
Personally hurt by what is
So respectfully
Reverse it back to the next person

Shining through in my own light
My own manor
Away from any spotlight
Not needing limelight
Shining my own light on me
Well grounded underground

Words are merely sounds
Once spoken vocally
Right now starting this moment
These words are history
Historically historic antiques
Handle with care

Pick out the seeds
And start growing.