Fugitive soil - crystal cloud

Fugitive soil - crystal cloud

A Poem by Azsa Wild
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Balance of suicidal thoughts and euphoric thoughts and facing reality and Identity.

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You can't say I wouldn't do it
Can't say you know me that well
You could take the knife away
Lock the bottles up and flush the pills
Still, you know I keep running up that hill
And some fuckers always waiting to knock me down

Ignorance is bliss, they must be blazing up
Laid back in a bubble of purple haze
Isn't survival of the fittest
The timeless craze

I just wanted to sing baby, oh I just wanted fun honey
Create a cheap thrill sugar
An even tho it's a throat worth a thousand a minute
There's just no media beauty trade in it
If I'm not moulded
If I'm not controlled
The fascination gets cold
It's no fun they say
His soul isn't sold

You can't pray I wouldn't sin infinitely
Can't lay the cards on the table and win
You could cheat lie and steal for me
But my love has only ever come willingly
So I can listen to let it be
An still hear the bullet enter Lennon

Ignorance is bliss, they must be blazing up
Laid back in a bubble of purple haze
Isn't survival of the fittest
The timeless craze

I bet those shards make for comfort
Never had the desire to smoke it
It won't be the drugs that come undone
I was trying to be Buddhist, Scientologist, Christian
It's just the cosmos dark humour "Religion"
Drank long Drank Rough Drunk in chains
You can numb the jester but every stitch remains
Job to job they called it lucky
I was paid in corruption and tomfoolery
Thank f**k I never joined a distillery
Nothing still in a place of aquired tastes

It's a man's mans mans world
Although I have a feeling God is a Woman
(These times a tenderness entity)
I believe we go beyond this
I believe we live beyond rags and fists
We are here to educate each other
Too fascinated with technology and a virtual lover
Oh I believe we exist for reasoning we desire
Oh yeah I receive what I ask the universe to bless me
Still I'm just a bird on the wire
Maybe we were left here
Left to decay
An Still
Tomorrow will be born
Why would you worry today?

It's killing me, so many songs I need to record
Talented musicians where are you? Are you "bored"?
I'd take the blood sweat and tears to give what I got
Although we are lost in the age of the bot

Can you look in my eyes can you see my soul
Can we communicate on deeper levels
What happened to freedom.fighters artistic rebels
Am I losing my mind for the better
Or do I belong on another planet
Left behind

Or is every sip, every spiritual trip
Every nightcap of unconditional love
Another step
On the stairway to heaven....

Ignorance is bliss, they must be blazing up
Laid back in a shadow of fruity smoke
Isn't survival of the fittest
The timeless craze

Ignorance is bliss, they must be suiting up
Laid back in a clique of funded faux pas
Isn't survival of the fittest
The timeless craze

Ignorance is bliss, they must be dying inside
Laid back in a life externally lush internally empty
Isn't survival of the fittest
The timeless lie

Here I am, take me now
If I am not what you asked of me
Here I am, free me or chain me down
Just tell what am I living for
What am I living for
I know who
I like to believe I know what
So push me til you teach me
I need to know what I am worth

Strangers are intrigued
Some wish for my death
Some pray for my health
Many gloat of unforeseen wealth
Expectations running high
When my voice echoes to the night sky
When my body sets alight the stage
No religion No race No gender No age

A state of mind, i find
A state of mind, I find
A state of mind, I find.... myself in

An when I wake up
A state or grace and abyss I find myself... Living.


© 2019 Azsa Wild


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Genderless entity (not tenderness)

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Azsa Wild
Azsa Wild

Adelaide , South Australia , Australia



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