Mirror Cracks
Difficult to discern
Never appreciated or
Given acknowledgement of what you rightfully earned
Learned to enable partner’s fears
Learned never was able to protect her own, disowned
Never known,kept always clear of her mirror
As long as her partner, continually reveals his own inner mirror,
To steer clear of all his hidden fears, whoa!
Steer clear,you gave yourself to someone
Who was never ever there?
My attack back slap back
To back slap every false Christian speaking false doctrine
Who said they have the love of Christ in them
But then people, addicts, those like me & you; broken they have forgotten
They are a weak accuse of how God uses his people
They fit their bible verse in context to what they chose to be called fixed or saved
A Christian judging us stop them from gaining our trust
It’s a must & trusts me they are nothing
If they are never dying to something
We have died thousands of times for their pain, blame, shame,& games.
While they continue to spray in your face in their fake false ass synagogues.
False God who robbed Gods children from ever becoming
What God really talked about
That’s another reason why I had to leave,
Pretty much everyone wanted something from me &
Expected not to pay!
From my clothing line, my books, my time, my experience, my pain, blood & tears
Exposing everything about me in it rawest form, to tell my truth, all these years
People baulked at $15 bucks!! Are you kidding me?
11-year addiction, 4 years to write, 4 relapses to the underworld, 3 years in jail &
My story rejected &you couldn’t respect to pay $15 bucks!
That was fucking heart breaking, felt disrespected
I saw what the people around me really meant
When I actually did finish what all of them doubted I ever get
I was called a hypocrite, narcissist, talked down to because I said God told me to write it!
I was told wow Chris that’s so cool ill read your book
To it never being picked up, & it sat there as it collected dust &
This comes from my family, friends, teachers, pastors,all these so called leaders
I looked up too that told me to get my life straight
So when I did, they seem to be shocked &
Turned their back on my success!! Or
Didn’t know how to respond, it just broke me &
God showed me their real motives behind all the false lies they held inside.
They didn’t give a fuck if I lived or died
So I left to find myself & be myself
You watch God will use the weakest of the world
To rising & speak on behalf of those forgotten
Those left to die on the other side; just like they left me.
An old soul showed me that a soul can’t go till he knows what he needs to know?
Hardened Guilt built a well where souls fell to hell
For they were never heard or could they ever tell
What they wish they could tell, to those who said too early their Far wells.
Attached to our backs
They wait for you to be open
Knowing all you’re holding
They will be showing you, by controlling you
Closure, forgiveness is need for each soul,
For us or them can’t ever move on if we can’t let go.
Provided we secure with closure, the closer we get
To knowing how much they hope we never forget.
WILL YOU REMEMBER ME?
CHRIS
Who These Words May Mend
These words aren't for u
It’s for me
But if it soothes u
These words just might be truly free
There never is a fee just maybe
When I speak to reap the echoes of the lost
It’s a trilogy but at whose cost Is it u or me?
Depending on where we may be
It’s what we see
The perspective
The weapon
The victim
The way it stripped em
The soul
The goal
The black hole
The whole piece to the pie
It’s you
It’s me & them
It’s we
It’s us
Which is an eye that sees & trust
We all pass em
Do we not given them the evil eye when high
It’s just me myself & I
When rolling by
Will u say hi or will it be after disasters happen &
Another close one dies
Its life, it happens, it’s a lie, we feed, we need to get bye
Our daily cries of our inner screams, in the dead of silence of empty nights
From broken dreams which all been to stop at an end which has no means
Which got smoked in the night with thee group of fiends
They don't know how it works,
It just hurts the curse the dirt
The wasted works of God’s creation
All the precious time we have done wasted
So close the ghost can taste this
It’s Just an empty wish
Soon to take place & be the greatest Awakening
You ever have seen when u witness face to face
What it takes to break wind &
See you still win over all the heavy sin
Which part u to be bent
This messenger has been sent
To remind u in time & time again
We were born to win
Even if u fail or fall
I’ll call &
We will try again
Poetic Relic
My old self - meant to die
just to be able to finally tell it
I feared not reaching a position
to grip others to listen
these struggles have to mean
more than what I've been given
Self-condemnation in my prison
to find the light now
with all that I write
my right
my way into the new life I envision
Narcissist in me
My false image is smashing down
Crashing to the ground
My false eyes take a good last look around
I see it was truth which illuminate’s
My false self and it shattered in many pieces
Oh the joy of that sound
Lying flat on the surface
My higher self
Comes following me now
To pick up
What’s is left of this image
Which kept me bound
A shard I picked up
Glazing at it closely, WOW!
What do I see?
A piece of glass
Which had to be broken
In order to set me free
My own inner mirror
I stared at all day long
Looking at it clearer
I wasn’t real all along,
My false image of self
Was seen through the eyes of my best friend
Because of that truth, I was destroyed
Only to be built again
Narcissistic disorder had a hold on me, holy shit
What was I so afraid to see?
I heard my higher self-speak
It was me!!
Feast with the beasts
Smile in my face
They hunger for the feast
Licking their lips,oh how good I taste
They eat with the beast
Fierce, cunning,wanting nothing more
Then to trap souls locking them behind hidden doors.
Darting around dark corners
A voice from above, full of love, calls out to warn ya
Light so bright calling you out of the grips of night
The things this warrior goes through, are not for me but for you
The new is upon you, take the needle out your arm
Shelter yourself under the most high,
where you I’ll be protected, never to be harmed
Don’t be alarmed,before the dawn sets
It’s the darkest,where many nets are set, but don’t fret
Our a freed spirit, m voice call to you, it’s clear, don’t deny
For you hear it,stay near it
My hand is above you in all you do, anointed one, making wise men
Once were blinded fool’s, who part taken in the rape of multiple sins
Only way to win,is to begin with confession, you hold within
Undress the dark cloak you wear with false pride
Express to your father with what you’re ready to let go, in little notes
Sing with your voice, to avoid drowning in your own boat, it’s your choice
To loosen or tighten that rope around your throat
Messengers in the bottle, sent to fatherless fathers, you may ask
Why do you bother, because it’s the lord above who saved me?
From falling forever farther, when it’s to heavy
Let me hold you,when it becomes darker, the load
Becomes harder,call out to me, your father of fatherless
Sons and daughters lost in bottomless pits
No turning my back, till you receive what you been
Attempting to get, let my love in b your confessions
That break these stronghold that choke you within, waiting
To be born again,just know you’re never forsaken
Just continue to part take in your own self-condemnation
You placed yourself in time after time again
Keeping you from awakening to the light within.
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Is this divine timing
Or was time paused then pressed to rewind
Only forwarding then hitting perfectly the sign
Time after time; Guides show to remind, me, myself,
those with an eye, & I
that the nouns, of what, where ,who,when, is with us;
from beginning to end, behind space & time I am sent
to find the inspiration to conjure its message’s, sentences,
Other Dimensions I find can be bent, words are sent
From heavenly realms down to our inner hells,
Which tells we r never alone flying high or when we fell.
Were never alone, only
An open mind can find wondering down this open road.
Foretold by the prophets,
Only the spirit can hold
Such truths, and those servants that remain Bold,
Will speak of such proof.
Miracles, from spiritual lyricist,
Convict the spirits of those fearing you.
Blessed be the father,
Who caught us as we fell farther?
