A vent in poem form.

These thoughts, these questions, these views, and perceptions are whirling and jolting in this head of imagination.
It seems that I cannot unleash these emotions through physical actions...
It has grown too heavy, so monstrous, I cant hold this.

To let loose these captive feelings free, in hope for a stable mind, and self satisfaction,
I ask myself:
Why does this obsession, still linger? Why havnt I taken any action?

This infatuation, its still here, and it is growing;
Why must it stay?
It creates conflict, and confusion, weighing me down as it sways.
I tell myself:
I have so much to teach, to influence, to preach.
I have too much to confess, too much of everything, i have cracked,
i will screech.



This is not a poem ; not an ordinary read.
Don't expect a flawless format, and your average rhymes, i plead.
let these words guide you; flow along and glide with me.
i have no time, no sense, and no purpose to conduct grammar nor sentence structure properly,
Im just letting these aquisitions, these confessions, leak and flow.

So please do keep up, and do not get lost,
Take my hand and follow me. and now lets go,
Stay with me, read carefully, analyze correctively,
Because even I am struggling, fumbling for words, to catch up with these endless controversies, these forsaken abnoralities.
My head is pulsing. Convulsing as I speak.
I am suffering, distressed, I am self- torturing. I feel weak.
I FEEL WEAK.

I feel like ive witnessessed and commited so much, that i feel alone.
I feel so alone.
Alone, in this world, of which I call my home.
I understand why its like this,
why my mind has grown so blown!

I feel like Ive visited, had a taste, and experienced both worlds.
The corrupt, the immorality filled, the wrong, the evil swirled.
I have cheated there, I have sinned, I betrayed, and played.
Yet I have forgiven, loved and received love, learned, and obeyed.
I too have lived this present world of the expected good,
this right; the oh infamous holy misunderstood.

Doing so, my life hasnt been so clear,
I have become more complex, more aware that most negatives arent as evil as they appear.
Who are you to judge what is considered wrong?
When you havnt experienced, or committed a sin so strong?

You assume that You know better, that you are forever right.
Because you have never let your sails down, never had evil in sight.
But the wrong doer, has the chance to experience the pleasure, to learn, and expand.
To grasp this unbearable feeling right in his raw hands.
You point, and you plan to brand his face a disgrace?
As for you? You will suffer, Understandings are tougher, and you will go back to your place, in this delusional human race?

Its ironic, as us being humans, we know we deceive.
And when morals lower, and good deeds go slower,
the people you have conceived, are now the naive?


I can see right through many of you, I can read you too easily.
You cannot see me so deep, you cannot see me so clearly.

-Krizko