A DIFFERENT PERCENTILE
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A DIFFERENT PERCENTILE ® , columbus, OH 43207
Born into an environment that disallows a childhood but; instead…
Breastfed… grown up pain.
Pain and misery was the potter; spoke of in Romans 9:21
Which formed the vessel known as I today.
At the age of 12; I tried to cry.
But only sand escaped my eye.
My heart was crystalized.
My soul trapped inside.
A prison-wardened by
An adolescent; thus unknowing mind.
Engulfed by; a world that spew:
“Slay the world; before they slay you!”
Bambi has a gun…
No need to run…
He can slay the hunter;
So what does he do?
An adopted mentality
Ensure my existance; versus fatality!
Door one optimism…
Door two pessimism…
Door two became my reality.
And now I exist in my present state.
Where I choose my future
I don’t accept my fate.
Regurgitating my past.
Thus; the deviant definitions I ate.
I now see Love as a prize.
Fathom the level of longing.
For he; who has forever been deprived.
However; the domicile that I now reside.
Has me trapped and physically entangled;
While love only exist on the other side.
So I’ve become nocturnal in my efforts.
In the shadows; I attempt to pry…
Jimmie the doors of my essence.
In search of the invaluable possession.
Affectionately known as cry.
Message slipped into a bottle
Addressed to anyone who may read:
“Without the ability to hydrate
What’s the point planting a seed?”
“I’ve been Gilliganed without the gift of tears
So…someone cry for me!”
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