ILLUMINATING THE DARK This is what the inside of my brain looks like after midnight when I frenzy in dim light and go crazy in hindsight If anything I write or create in the art of my life in the middle of the night scares you in anyway get ahold of your life and seek therapy to deal with your fight for dont paint me the evil for telling you whats right for you to find the right door to the light. Okay so I do have a little bitty thing that I have come to terms with very recently. I have this always active, but subconscious, magnetic, gravitational pull that rips the darkness and shadows out of a persons dark corners of their soul, and illuminates it and paints it on a wall for them to see all the things they despise and are hiding from and then they blame all their problems on me like I pushed them into it all unfortunately. You see, I take a lot of heat from the evil side of people because I attract it to me to illuminate the story for them to see their anguish in all its glory and gory metaphysical boring outpouring emotional worry and deep burning desires and passions and fires that burn them inside out and eat them alive at night when they shout, when they cry for mercy and might wish for help and just die out. People run from their shadows and deny their own personality that is obvious to anyone with a professional education in psychology. I cant have a conversation with someone without ripping open their deep rooted subverted issues buried in their neuropsychophsysiological internal tissues. The truth hurts and I share it and blare it loud in the air it can scare it can be there to rip out your hair if you run and hide from where it comes from inside your nightmare it can stare you down and and then wear your life down and just drown you in mounds of demons that hang you upside down in the lounge of the hell you surround yourself. Im completely insane by all standards and measurements of the system and yet I am a shining member of society and walking enigmatic anomaly that is like a glimmer in the lighting daily and nightly walk that rope tightly so tread lightly in the sight of midnight youre most likely to die if you dont get rightly dont lie its time to realize your ties to the prison you created in your mind. The truth of the matter is if you dont want to see the truth that youve hid, stay far away from me, lock your doors close the lids, I will illuminate the things you cant wish away and paint them vividly in your dreams and your nightmares until you face your fears and stand right there like a man or woman with honor and integrity facing all the demons and charges you made with your destiny. Call me the devil the boogeyman an angel a demon a teacher a preacher a prophet Prometheus satan contaminated with hate you think you mistake me for your own evil. Im really healing you roughly and bluntly and forcefully with sandpaper that will scrape you and break you and make you face your own evil abruptly and breakthrough so you can find and take the wheel of your life and drive it into the sunset at night and make a beautiful life you only dreamed you could fight for and deliver you right into everything youve always asked for. Sorry, Love is a bloody massacre without rhyme and reason notes timing and teasing it choked your throat right when you need it to release your hold on the demons it throws in over mode when you seen it, dont hate me, you dont have to love me... Believe It
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 09:03:13 +0000
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