Heaven and hell.....I've seen it all
disguised in brutality,
rhetoric in essence....metaphysical.
waking up from slumber and...creativity.
quiscently...I watched them in awe...
recidivism bound me tight..
No one would believe what I saw...
My apperception is always right.
acquisce...it was never my type..
being cognitive is what I strive..
but volitional acts..and the surrounding hype..
Repudiate love...and NO..you can't thrive.
happiness is just a state of being..
amour-propre....pretending and realising
life and death..and what comes in between..
happiness and me...just more than a fling...