Seras Shawana
Stories (4/0)
Rajun
I've reached an age, a timeless phase, where I no longer hide my face, but I'm frustrated and in a rage, I know these sound like complaints, but it's quite the opposite, I'm trying to avoid a fit, in this darkness I will sit and wallow, for the truth is a lot harder to swallow, I dream of being crazy, at least then I'd have a reason to be lazy, but I think I'm just too sane, trying to find the evidence to claim, all the evils I explain, I feel I have been tame for far too long, if you're listening to this song, you'll know minds never been wrong, you've been called upon, this wicked ensemble, solemnly swinging my moods, while the world's left spinning, in the right direction, at our own discretion, I've got an obsession, yet don't know the lesson, hoping to lessen the pain, without anything to gain, aside from my freedom, my demons I feed them, with evil secretion, seeping out my pores, there's nothing but closed doors, everywhere I turn, I really only yearn, to learn about my burn this sudden heat that I cannot beat has me glued to my seat and begging for help as I try to yelp but I'm left alone with not even a phone hoping to hone my skills I've swallowed some pills to open my mind but terrors I find in this head of mine there's a demon that laughs as it judges my past trying to loosen its grasp and see what's passed this forked path you do the math and I'll just pass this class with weapons of mass destruction there is no junction I haven't seen my brain is bursting at the seams with all of this anger I need a new anchor as I would like to sail over the horizon while trying to defy them only findin' they were true between me and you my voices are like toys just a bit more serious feeling delirious but they have experience with my surroundings it's quite astounding and emotion shrouding to be desensitized to constant lies.
By Seras Shawana6 years ago in Poets
Rhythm
Lyrically gifted, talented misfit, trying to learn quick, how to spit hit shit, split personality, living in duality, far driven my sanity, wishing for tragedy, seeking no empathy, doing this shit for free, I’ve never lived carefully, traveled by thumb you see, leaving these parts of me, in this scattered reality, travelling dimensionally, thinking diagonally, magic like Diagon alley, even flown spiritually, high in the cosmos, hoping to guide those, in seeking some sick flows, leaking these fine hoes, I’m geared up in fine clothes, I’ve rolled with the Juggalo’s, who really knows, how far this goes, when life unfolds, its hidden plot, what've we forgot, we’re life's maggot, evolution knows no bounds, all our sciences found, something to astound, a possible new compound, making a wave so loud, it shatters the ears of the deaf, even surpass the boundary of death, there won't be another breath, in a mechanical breast, no need to digest, our time’ll invest, in global interest, relaxing on Pinterest, or whatever fits best
By Seras Shawana6 years ago in Poets