Clear To My Own

My fever has taken me to near insanity

The clarity that is needed to breathe has been clouded

My charge is to be the best me I can at all times

My responsibility to self is stronger than that to anyone else

I love deeper than the bone marrow surrounded by muscles

Muscles not yet strong enough to weather the storm of you

My trial is life in the concept of death

Hallowed ground of the sacrificed dream for the practicality of truth

Subjective as it is and delusions of peace broken by words

I can't find silence even when I'm alone

Can you purchase a piece of me you ask?

You taunt my choices telling me I could make more working with you

But why just make money with you

I'm making history on my own...

I'm living for my beliefs why you swear by dieing for yours

Please expedite the process by killing yourself in the most respectful way

Your resurrection as a new self is welcome, if that is at all possible

I sure hope so because the present you is a drag

Brag as you must no one wants your touch

So we stay away even when in close proximity

I would rather not speak but it is part of my role

So I send you empty kisses from frozen lips

Unwarmed by the least bit concern that you could ever feel me

I'm not lost in anything but the cycle of living destined to end

Seldom exposing an enemy too late nor recognizing a friend

Your exploitation of my youth gives me the power to intercept your interaction with my seeds

Be they from my loins or from my heart and mind

My eyes show you that you need to leave mine alone

Once I was your mercenary so you know its necessary to protect yourself from my wrath

I'd frequently stand in a bloodbath and laugh at your sensitivity

Just because you were never there you knew so blood was on your hands

Though I don't dance where you dance nor have a romance with lies

My alibi has always been that my methodology is flexible

My ideology is steady and my true intent is personal

And not to be revealed but is clear as day to my own