Thoughts Trapped In A Barracaded Room Of Indifference...

[ReFleXiOn]

I press forward to oblige constant regret, a call never swept...
Broom determination to answer injustice, what was I thinking?
A kiss never kept, lips never met just indifference of thoughts composed,
Lost yet chosen morality, conflicts engauge in a senseless wonder,
Bliss is thunder as ignorance strikes back with a bolt of justified tears.
A girl? I thought you'd never ask...what happened? Mind your own fucking buisiness...
I pondered forgetting this torture and memorable loss...YEAH RIGHT?
Vindictive pleasure was a lie forged into the veins of NEVER...
Was this thought processed into a guilt chamber filled with clowns?
Some how the laughter never ends, just cruel smiles and red eye shadow remain...
All I see is BLOOD...murdering my own remorse with lack of emotion...
Dare I swallow this inexposed feeling with a pit of stomachless rage...?
Or do I proceed to rant on about nothingness leaving a head-ache secured?
The lock to my heart was shattered with love yet my heart was broken with hate,
Suppose it's too late, pick up the phone and dial numbers but the ring never stops...
Caller I.D. is of the century, so depression is embarked with acceptance forgot,
Yearning for a memory, reminiscence was lost...now I'm pillow tied and so soft.
Clever witt can't prepare my doom for I've foreshadowed four shadows above my tomb,
Lucid contemplations flavor my condition...in this world there's nothing, nothing but room...............1

[Riggz]

Often times 'Flexion, your joints read like spoken word... so that's how I flow with it. And i'm feelin' all the way, the off and on extras you throw in there "I pondered forgetting this torture and memorable loss...YEAH RIGHT?" - then you intertwine cognate metaphores and play on them like - "All I see is BLOOD...murdering my own remorse with lack of emotion..."
We should collab... i like your abstract form.

[ReFleXiOn]

i'm down for watever playa, holla at me bout it ne time