My Addiction Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Its an addiction, and their is no stopping it. Writing what could be considered books. Remember their looks, down to the very last detail. Fiction or fantasy, the stories envelope my very being. I become part of it. Drifting in and out. A catatonic state. A slap in a face. And i hear the words wake up. If only others could see what i see. The colors mean nothing, without them you will compensate. Draw a picture full of words. That brings to life all that which relates. Sometimes its angels, sometimes its demons. But their is always something that can be learn from it. It is my history of my memories written in fantasy. Coded to protect those i speak of. No matter what they did. I do not name names. Or create false claims. At times i might seem insane, and just maybe that's what i want you to believe. So i don't draw to much attention to my self. Be simple, yet so complex that people around you become vexed by your action. Feed them sh*t and keep them in the dark, as was once said to me. Don't bring strays home you can't feed. Don't start something you can't finish. Don't believe everything you hear. Theirs a lesson in every aspect of life. I'm still just a kid compared to someone twice my age. And i feel as hard as I've had it, that man still knows more and is wiser. So remember even if such a person treats you like sh*t. Still you must not lash out against them. But instead try to understand them. For we are all ignorant of something. To think we are better then others is flawed no matter who you are. To be shallow is a mistake in which i will not participate. Let them die not ever knowing who you really are. Or what your really about. Is a very lonely existence. To have expectation dashed in such a way is cruel and unjustified but it happens. Their a first for everything.