Appreciation

A Poem by Sinceer

not a poem.... somethin i wrote when i was warmin up for somethin else....

standing defeated and dyin....within eves and da lightnin,
preaching for violence, lookin for satisfaction, if u dont need it, ya lyiin
u bleed for the sirens...an da ambience of da ambulance seeps through ya eyelids
out da tavern, now its faster, down in caverns lookin deep an its lifeless
habits stagnate...a captured half wit...you just let ya actions mask it..
on ur way u collapse in transit..minds spinnin on my raptures axis..
so rap to access...fissures of drugs...till ya scriptures is drugg, through vices givin whispers of love...
for da life u live is hidden an cuffed...bringing ya joy from pain...but man, da bliss could blister da sun..
cut through wrists an ya done....all thats left of thee, in deaths extasy will just twitch in da blood...
is it wise to fight...find a guise for life with no disguise to lie...givin darkness to any guiding lights..?
have no right denied...cuz ya sight tonight, should have ya Vice to cry...like havin an affair wit Joe Bidens Wife..
no longer da silent type, let da echoes settle in, when my mental elements,
flex so elegant...contrasting, the text flows rebel with, death known settlements..
im escro peddalin, da versatility effects those checkin in, like im a benzo medicine
each sequestered deviled sin...comes deep within my bones and through ur exoskeleton
so screw da parody, that stands aloof to bare with me, against your truths sincerity..
let me mute da clarity, an choose to spare the scene, its one of a kind so salute da rarity
cant figure it out? fuqen newbs its there to see...could i be less then right- an acute severity?
rebuke then cherish me, cuz soon the arid breeze, chills ya to the 'Bone', but this aint no 'Ruthless' charity
pay me for my tribulations, put forth a breadth of pain for the servitude...
we aint da same wit a verse or two, cuz bittch im lookin for thanks when i murder you...