Bloodied hope

The unwanted desire to live to breath to see life forgive and open its heart. To see reality split in three. Me myself and I. The beginning to the end of my bloody hope sitting on The tree next to me

What are you ?
Who ?
You !
Me ?
Yes !

Funny story -

Must be gods child. Satans pawn. My own spawn.

Two faced. Twisted sadistic. Intelligent being with creativity un paralleled to no other -

What are you ?
Who ?
You !
Me ?

Funny story. This is gory. Rated go f**k your self.

Middle finger in the air like a missile strike. I'm the trump card. The joker card. The all in all dumb founded look on your face -

Never thought I could do this. Got to do this. Got to do this before it does me in. I ain't going back in. Not going to drown in. I ain't going to take life for granted once again -

My face is split.
My sanity is spit.
My heart is in your mouth.

Bite me !

Look I take two thoughts blend them like a dualistic reality. I got flow on flow rhythm on blues and vodka to wash it down.

And they look. Oh they look. Are you a book. I'm the writer the reader the judge and jury.

I'm in a hurry , pay back. It's redemption it's a cross. Cross my eye with my mouth loaded cocked gun in hand bullet in mouth f**k off this my thought process -

Funny , I never thought I'd write this , but s**t , it might be my last chance -