First-Degree Conviction

First-Degree Conviction

When did it all start? 

What did I probably say?

That made you lose interest

That drove your heart away

I'd like to touch your randy face

I'd like to get in your common way

Giving your kindness a new direction

Preparing your past the future to stay

I'd like to hear you feel sorrow again

To kiss your eyes out of every blue

Torture your body with longing

Make an odd start brand new

I want your hard ways

To rock it steadily

My soul, 'cause

I am readily

Oh, beloved energy

Don't care about the sex

Don't bother about the world

Or about any at some point Ex

I'm exhausted of defending my point

I'm exhausted by people who suck

I'm exhausted about loneliness

Exhausted to take any fuck

Inject me deep into

Inject me furthermore

Inject my heart and soul

My inner and outer core

Inject me with all your delight

Inject me with your sturdiness

Inject me with your appetite

Make me beg and confess

Confess that I am easy

Easy with your ways

Easy in your word

Easy in all sways

Turn it on for me

Your blind eye

Murder on

My alibi

HC_Thiesgen

March 9th, 2018

11:35 AM (GMT +)

Focus & Effort

Focus & Effort

Silence of ignorance

You’re doing me a mite wrong

You burden me with your weakness

Whereas I have to and used to be strong

I am longing for me to get a sleep

But my mind keeps me waking

My feelings are harmed

Hurt by mistaking

I’ve been brave, you know, I’ve been pretty fine

Enthusiastic, but noble-minded and quixotic

As good as in the minds of one's limitation

Chaotic even eke some neurotic

Fairly and squarely I’ve treated you

Straight-shooting honestly nigh unto now

But any old how you got the wrong end of the stick

Misinterpreted me frigging somewhen, why and somehow

I may have overloaded you occasionally in fact

But nothing but, because you’ve unexplainedly locked

There’s no such ground to end inside of human or any being

Whence behind such-and-such iron curtain angst-ridden you cocked

You put the saddle on the wrong horse as here so to say

For being little weak, little anxious and a little small

Opting for the flight to the elusive comfort zone

Being scared out of your skin and that’s all

What could the world have gained with the right handle of potency

With a licit personal forward-looking and massive hybridization

What could have been the richly gift of yet "Let's do it again"

NEW HUMAN BEING FOR A BETTER CIVILIZATION

I know my lessons I do have to learn, don't you?

I may have loved you, I'm very sorry, to some death

But unconditionally, I swear a, “I never meant to” oath

“Knocked up” without any more great hilarious breath

I’m not afraid of intimacy, without port now, ok, any more

Or rather and better really unconditioned, if there is love

Whether to loose nor to win, I’d rather be such an idiot

Than a pigeon without an unfailing sky up above

There’s more solid sensation to give in this inscrutability of existence

Than no better as such a romantic sense datum without a datum

Responsibility bounds care to everyone by hook or by crook

A tiny piece of anything makes a universe and an atom

Life doesn’t impose square for us spin all around

No, life is round 'n' we square it all the closer

GOD is not a fine figure of a planner

GOD is a bloody COMPOSER

HC_B - 11/02/15

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