I'm incomplete ....

I'm not down for the count, I won't stand for defeat...

But I cannot tell a lie,

For this journey SOARED ME HIGH

Only to drop me 300 feet fucking deep and clearly BLOWN Off my feet

There I lay on the ground,

No friend made a sound

Nor foe left in sight,

Just me by myself, left alone

Can I turn this around ?

Gasping for air I knew that my bell had been rung

Yet I made no sound - fighting to keep my last bit of sanity left in my soul

And my last breath, left in my lungs...

I began to take inventory of the damage I had done

On my account !!

How many lies could one person speak,

The obvious is an unimaginable amount..

Stacked upon the top of each mighty Summit's peak

The turnaround I just spoke of...

Yeah that started to look bleak.

SO Internally I began to seek, why the fuck was I made so incomplete?

Each word - each sentence, no thought or suggestion,

Not even a pause - Nor a breath

JUST my pure reflection

or Death :)  

So without hesitation, here I Go

No limitations - an honest mans - one man show...

I would fire each and all of my lies in ANY one or many fucking directions  

One lie - two lies - three and four 

After that, Lie after Lie after Lie would Mount, to an unnatural # that of course ...

I'd lose count....

My method of madness, a Lexicon from a Con - Articulately I felt like a Mafia Don

With Power - so I thought - I would speak 

Attracting the weak

Attacking the meak and anyone that would listen...  

And in all honesty... That was my only mission.  

Words and Lies | Promises made Cheap

No care for their victim

Blindly I would speak

First and then thoughtlessly I'd seek...

Someone to believe my words, which were my cowardly reward I was addicted to reap.

Victim one 

Victim two

Or even # three, whether it be 

A stranger

In the form of a man, a woman, most of the time someone close to me..

Shamefully that form was mostly family. 

But as I reflect, try to heal and I tire

I with certainty realize that I was a liar for hire..

Contracted for my Words of fire,

A sharpshooter's tongue - and the wave of my hand

Always alone - often on my grandstand

I am a Jedi Master of a Liar

Hiding my true intentions from enemy fire

I was addicted to being weary, internally eternal lacking real fucking desire

But come one - come all

Before your eyes, subconsciously I swore

Come hell or high water, I can not abide

I lie because I hide

I am insecure

I am weak

In plain sight, I'm so sure

Here me tell the truth, better chances hearing the Raven quote "Nevermore"

But truth be told - I am the equal to a lying whore

No home inside my madnes5

s, just a broken fucking door

Push open my door - and take just a peep

You'll see what I truly am

Empty

As the Nile River runs deep  

As forementioned..  I'm 100%

Incomplete ! 

My Madness however, my only true friend

No lie to steep, no truth, unable to bend...

One personality to another - Nice to meet your acquiantance

Follow my orders, here is the Cadence...

Lie - then breath - speak another lie then repeat

My madness made me believe myself

As my lies sowed sO deep ... so Deeep

And then I began to faintly hear - that familiar voice creep

and creep

Until the creep had reached an inflections peak...

"NOW !" - would scream my madness ...

"Do as I say DaMnIt and then u will "REPEAT"

And DID as I was told - I did !!

Repeat and Repeat 

Till neither of us could even hear the resemblance of what was once a human heart beat...

UNTIL there FINALLY came a day

That no liar dare speak

That no liar dare say

When all my lies had finally caught up to me,

On that day

Simultaneously..

I pray... 

Have mercy on me - even if hell is fucking hot

or My Hand to God -  I might tighten this Slipknot!! 

LOST is all I had got

How blind was I

That I could no longer see

Even NOW in evidence of my tiny infancy... 

So I ran - As fast as I could and hid my best 

From my madness - the noise and all the rest

Where did I find my Coward's Nest?

I hid in the Forrest

With Rope in hand - Under a Tree

For this would be

For me - myself and thee 

My last attempt to find truth - honor and hope 

As my grip loosened from the Rope

My reality

Two for the price of one some say - as I celebrated both

My "Judgement Day and also Time to Pay Day!" 

For I owed the Reaper,

And the Ferryman

Both of their Fee ($)

But the one I owed most,

Stood right before me

The MOST frightening being for any one site to see  

THERE was the one, who I lied to the most

The one I saw each day and that I hid from the most

It took all of my strength - from the Heavens to Sea 

To gaze in that mirror's reflection,

In all actuality ...

A day of recononing indeed

To finally Force me to see

That the one I hid from 

I lied to 

and feared most undeniably

Was looking back in the mirror's reflection

The reflection was of ME !