Zinger Wingz

A ​jab to the heart is a jab to your brains
Like a hot knife piercing and popping veins
The nothingness and nowhereness circles in the blood that has lost its past form.
The blood shed that has become the oblivious norm.
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There's a bean inside your head
Where all your thoughts and imaginations once met.
This Bean where all your feelings and passions once brew
And where nothing was ever due.
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My name is Assiah
I've been alive for dozens of centuries
And was originally made out of land, water and life's mysteries
But due to industrial modernization
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Trust...
They'll start on the outside
And end on the outside.
Impenetrable walls of abstract
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A picture of him is all I have to remind me of how he looked.
But the face in that picture is not able to replay his images and being in my imagination..
He's voice is something that will never be familiar to me..
He's smell is unscented in my life
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I'm lost in a cloud somewhere
Life is cradling back and forth.
There's a tingling heat rushing down my spine
And I just feel so calm and gone like in the midst of silence.
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I'm blindly starring into a photograph
A portrait of that which could've been watered into greatness
An image of myself
A younger me
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When I met you, you were dead
But your smile took me to realms the living would never imagine

But When you met me I was alive, awake
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Im not dust
I'm nothing.. More than flesh more than bones
But not worthy of a higher appraisal than dust.
I'm owed nothing,
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These dreams are toxic
Illusion in an illusion
It's an ongoing trance
Waking up a million times before actually waking up
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Delicate are the insides.
Dropping Cracking Breaking Splattering
Always so close to something
To the chest,
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Let's cry.
Let the tears wash me
Rid me of all my hurt
Dissolve me rearrange me
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I was never ready
If my heart gives out right now
Where does it go to?
How will it feel?
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We'll smile with tears in our eyes
With our heavy hearts
Dragging us down
It's imprisoned
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I had dreams of becoming a doctor a chef a model a teacher
I had the potential to be all of it
to grow tall and beautiful and give back to my country
I dreamt of making my parents proud someday
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I'm emotionally sick.
My mind is dying quick.
I sleep ‘cause I'm weak
I'm afraid to be awake because life becomes a dick.
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