MICHAEL's Poetry

I'm going like Chris McCandless Cause I just can't handle this A life of beauty is all I wish To be one with divine bliss

Retreating into myself forever Trying to connect to the inner treasure As I feel no pleasure In a state of desolation you can't measure

My canvas is blank I know nobody will paint on it for me But, I just don't know what to do with it Maybe it's best to leave it as is

Time after time you've been given a sign Time after time you've allowed them to cross the line No matter what's come and gone, you still pretend all is fine All because you have no spine

One day far away you will go Once you grow To know that what you reap is what you sow As you're the only friend or foe

No need or desire for any notoriety So I'll be on the outskirts of society I'm not what you think, there's a person guiding me It's the voice that makes the most sense inside of me

You don't need prayer Only you can get yourself there The ones that understand and still don't care Are the same ones saying life isn't fair

Hell is getting closer Hotter by the day I see the truth, and it's hard to keep my composure Cause what you can't see is a burden on me I just want you to know, so we can all be free But by no means will I stop to beg or plea

A true companion Is the sun that caresses your skin As it reminds you of the light within Where the answers are and have always been

The devil is in the eyes of a lawyer and a priest Everywhere I go I see the mark of the beast Cause I'm the one that sets in the west and rises in the east  Like a Phoenix, reborn once I have deceased

The truth is always surrounded by mountains of fake A high reward means a high stake With all comes a sacrifice to make Necessary is the snake

The preacher is caging cattle up with his sermon But, that's what they get for not learning And talking about heaven while burning I can't watch this no more, so I'm closing the curtain

I don't know what to do or where to go So I just flow Downstream with grace I row While I steadily grow Life's speeding up while I'm trying to take it slow I think my flame is wavering, if so, let nature blow

Like a monk in the west, I just can't blend Every time I go out, I got to pretend Energy I'd rather save but instead, I spend A life of creation in solitude is what I intend 

I'm all that is, yet you try to capture me in an image Reality follows death, this life is just a scrimmage What begins, will inevitably finish Spiritually expand and materially diminish

The layers are so deep I only escape when I sleep Wake up and count the sheep A battle uphill and it's steep Never have a plan, so with faith, I leap Don't desire much besides my soul to keep