Blatant Secret

Nothing Really..

So here he goes

 

closes the gates

 

wears his gloves

 

diagnosed "..with hate"

 

"or was it love?"

 

overdosed on woes

 

from head to toes

 

it's status quo

 

"i like it though"

 

from between the concrete

 

"i rose

 

i get up on my feet

 

i give up giving up

 

so im heading up

 

top of the elite"

 

takes a deep breath and concentrates

 

breaks into the stage, like sudden death

 

of jailbaits

 

curtains go up, crowd too

 

"it was good but it was a preview"

 

he's certain of a pass 'cause they wishing for falls

 

he's hurting 'cause he feels

 

says the words

 

effect of mantras

 

they gaze upward

 

neglecting the man-trash

 

they behold and hold breaths as he begins

 

as he collects his ruins once again

 

as he puts a spell on everything

 

he says "you play the game you play for wins

 

free for all, no. just kidding

  

forces are summoned now

 

i got my wings spread i'm poising

 

I'm elixir and the poison

Author's Note

the quoted phrases are the scenario, the rest is just description :)
it talks about me, and anybody else i guess!

You may interrupt it as you want xD

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[Emily B]

I saw a wonderful poet read his poems a little over a year ago . . . my daughter sat in my lap spellbound as he said his words . . . never underestimate the power of words out loud