5:35 A.m heart of my spirit is my alarm man, *yawn* - damn!- to the thoughts that got my mind churning, it's burning the love of the sacrifice has got me yerning and stirring

A whole nother being.Son of the Greatest got me feinin for more of the love the manifestation's breathing.

So they call it S.P. - short for anitsocial personality
yet I'm labeled B.P, for "bipolar mania" personality: the reality of S.A's histria's actuality.
Sha'ton now tag-free, by believing the false-labels by haters of our natural-ity !
it boggles me how society labels our differentialities as distorted commonalities,
A tragedy yielded by another person's blasphemy of a "so-called": unstable diagnosis of unchangeable psychosis according to how it notes us based on a book of how they chose to focus.

Four Faded Roses in Styrofoam Water

Blah!

The shadows begin their tearing and the sounds begin their gloom. Wish on Blast - BOOM!

Atmoshere's gloom brings irreturnable doom: the sound of life's tune.

LA-LA-LA...whispers the cloone, clone, i mean clown. Nope! it's the angel in my ear.

You're safe and forever covered in this dragonball sound hear here, I mean swoon...

Just wait and review the cover placed on the Masterpiece boo.

It's yours to unconver, it's yours to remove.

keep feeding your heart with knowledge and life's questions' rule - Love.

Blah Blah BLue I live in the spirit of Love.Love of living in Truth.

The Spirit of truth, unconventional rub.

It's discernment I'm teaching in my one-armed hug.

Reveals the answers to unasked proofs and unanswered questions - Blue, BLue, PURple, BLUe.

LA-LA-LA leads me to skip to my Lue.

Beast from the flock flares me into fine tune....my BOOM!

NOT yours, It's my BOOM!

I feel your sorrow, Son of the GREATeNERGY, manifestation of the GREATpOWER!

They don't understand the flow of the Morning... thy claim to believe but their Spirits are mourning.

Drowning in the lack of understanding, it's pouring.

and raining and storming:

the energy of Your power, though the feiry darts keep aiming and luring.

i resolute to the shower, IT's churning:

Spirit lead me, guide me, teach me each second of each minute, each hour, I'm yearning...I FOLLOW....Yu, Thee, I'm Thine, In me, it's true. you're mine.

Thus GIVE: honor and praise, so no anxiety due.

Lack of understanding brings worry like bird Flu.

Back to back, outside of doors like Ku-Coo...Ku-Coo-Ku-Coo...time to wake up you-who, yoo-hoo, whoo-hoo. Shoo-you.

Man oh Man I need some super glue, some ... praise, ALL worship...no daze. I choose.

days and days, so tortured, I lived the life of a lose.

lost in life of whore-ship and whore-mongerette in her shit - it was.spiritual blues.

Leaving my soul to ship as darkness' puppetier...and shadow's drumette.blue's clues.

The blame through the years was leading to your p's food

IT was IT through the tears that I refuse. to forget and post IT.the shame of my youth. IT was due, because IT was from IT, my spirit made IT whole and swooned IT.soul says "no to gloom.IT, your worth IT".and from IT: I AM: renewed.