Just a cold reality, that's all, not propaganda, nor fake news.
This one is about narcotic addiction, and I should know, I lived it for long enough.
Happy to say that it's been years since I kicked it... View MoreJust a cold reality, that's all, not propaganda, nor fake news.
This one is about narcotic addiction, and I should know, I lived it for long enough.
Happy to say that it's been years since I kicked it, but the memories of those dark times never let go.........
I SMELL BLOOD (MONKEY WITH TALONS)
Sam Wilson
A monkey with talons like a bird of prey
Claws your back to the very final day
Deadly venomous habit got you down
Steal your soul, put you in the ground
Have you seen what the critter can do
Takes all of everything that is you
People's most beloved terminal disease
Evil will do whatever you please
Walk your path, or your path walks you
One day all that shit comes due
It's the deepest and darkest kind of sin
Can we still rise up and live again
I smell blood in the water, I smell blood in the air
I smell blood when you look at me with your eyes so full of fear
A word of sound advice for everyone concerned
Never forget the people, when your last bridge is burned
Only one sin did you commit, sunk too deeply in that shit
Monkey with talons like a loaded syringe,
Toss your spirit past the outer fringe
Satan doesn't need your mortal soul
Life is a prison without parole
Scream all night to get rid of the pain
Illegal occupation of the human brain
Have you dreamed of that sunny day
Wished you could kick it all away
The love of a human so far from you
All you need is all you just can't do
Ya gotta wanna find your own way out
Learn what the whole thing is about
Can ya tell the story can ya really survive
Can ya climb on out and stay alive
Walk your path, or your path walks you
One day all your shit comes due
It's the deepest and darkest kind of sin
Can we still rise up and live again
I smell blood in the water
I smell blood in the air
I smell blood when you look at me with your eyes so full of fear
A word of sound advice, for everyone concerned
Soon come a day it'll be too late for all you never learned
The monkey will forever scream, for this is his waking dream
He don't count wasted souls, leaving dark and jagged holes.......
Dreaming of the day when all that is left here are pagans, witches, heathens, Satanists, and hippies.
No more hatreds.
Given that virtually no one cares much of anything about humanity anymore, this s... View MoreDreaming of the day when all that is left here are pagans, witches, heathens, Satanists, and hippies.
No more hatreds.
Given that virtually no one cares much of anything about humanity anymore, this should be very interesting, indeed.
I walk through dark places, so that others won't have to. Read my work, see a message of hope, regardless of the evils that I write about.
I do trust my witches, I just really don't need miracles very often.....
In the interest of "friends", only this one, and all of the other four legged furry ones among us, are worth my time.
No one online really cares if I live or die, but a cat, curled up and purring in m... View MoreIn the interest of "friends", only this one, and all of the other four legged furry ones among us, are worth my time.
No one online really cares if I live or die, but a cat, curled up and purring in my lap, shows more humanity than pretty much anything on two legs.
So, scams and such are a waste of my time, as are Karens, and whatever other evils that are floating around out there.....
For the literary among us, apparently "whom" is the new crack.
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