Peace is a State of Mind few can afford (MOF Extended)
Open to gather. .debating my reasons,
My emotions are shattered, and breaking in pieces,
Impatient and speechless, so profound in assumptions,
Getting pounded around, and amounting to nothing,
Face is mounted in frowns, live in a lounge of destruction,
Disgraced and hounded, I found, that I can't handle misjudgement,
Just a panel of grudges, and the friction I felt,
See I depicted an image that made me sick of myself,
Get a GRIP on ya'self, I'm so deranged and exploited,
I hate ME, from every vomit, to the stains on my toilet,
And the pain can't be voided, the ruthless strides is too lost in,
Foolish minds where choosing sides has suicide as an option,
Losing pride is too often, vital, but plummets instead,
And major wars in life are rivaling the one in my head,
See this punishment spreads, just so muffled and stagnant,
Then a storm of grief turns into a puddle of sadness,
Now, my trouble's been casted. .a crush to my wisdom,
And my tears and fuss have learned to just adjust to the system,
With no must to forgive them. Avenging and cursed,
My every sin's a vengeful binge to blending in with the worst,
Them inconsiderate jerks!! Their neglecting action,
Where killers and rapists slide with rejects and addicts,
And respet is drastic- -walking a merciful line,
Wondering if God will EVER give us. . . some personal time,
Irreversible crimes have us in line with the danger,
Friends are psyched into strangers and we confide in our anger,
Living life by a hanger. . .and it's a hard nosed topic,
'Work for Change' . . . a black sharpie on some cardboard boxes,
Having a starved choice stalking us, evoking our time,
So we give up and live through chaos. . .while holding our signs,
Never consoling our minds. . . trapped in a pearl of mockery,
Where peace is a price to pay, and the World's in poverty.
-Nique