Melange (Produced by Grammatic Ill)

I'm backroom rolling blunts loaded with Omega

Baton Rouge Bounce (The Meta4 Remix Ft. Aepex)[1]

I'm beside myself right now
But not out of anger... no, it's more literal
While one part of me pilots in the planar, the other half's here in the physical
It's because I vivisected my timid section from my vertical aspirations with surgical introspection...

...It's inspection time!
My name is Sherlock Holmes,
Honing in on the locked up bones kept in closets
in Hellish cellars furnished with long-shut tomes
My homing ballistics have shown their precision in diagnosing the illness...
Uh-oh, it seems I've broken the stillness...

...something wicked this way stirs!
I'm wasting away from the strength of its thirst
The yawning mouth beckons
I yearn to step in its jaws with each passing second
But I must never let it win
I'll just do my best to forget it exists...

...Is that the best you've got?!
How can the damned be beaten if you don't examine its weakness?
If you volunteer as that sacrificial lamb to be eaten?
Victory will always flee the hands of defeatists,
and seek out the decisive, the elite, and the genius...

...as if life is actually that easy and convenient!
Do you mean it?
Do you think the determined can get what they deserve when all they've really done is earn it?
Are you earnest in your assertion that a person can play it perfect and never play the victim to an unfair verdict?
Are you genuine when you imply that the wins I never glimpsed could somehow have been mine?
That a hopeless set of circumstances was all inside my mind?
I deny you of your spyglass, fool! You must be blind!

...I, well, hear me out.
A home that's never built can never grace the land of orphans
Like a sword that's never forged can never grace the hilts of swordsmen
A scar that's never formed can never teach you of the dangers of a lesson never learned, and that's important
So slay your demons while they're laying dormant
Or else when they awaken they will lay on you their torment...

...I've entertained your platitudes, but now I've had it!
Spewing out rephrased cliches as though they had some magic
Emphatic in your views that one is worth their weight in adage
I may be damaged, but to hear that "time will heal it"
Just helps reveal the reason why a realist hates idealists...

...Sorry! I must have just lost myself there
I guess I ought to behave more cautiously with my honesty
This dichotomy must have got to me
But I'm back now, everything's normal
I'm sure I'll be fine...

...probably

Three Part Two Parter Part One

When we last left...
Aepex was left in a precarious position
A schism derived from the violent collision
between the benefits of giving up and the will to go on living
The blows were strong and blood was drawn
The rounds went long but in the end it came down to decision
And when the ref entered the ring to crown the king
for victory declared
He held both my broken wrists up in the air!

Each snapped at the chance to host a rematch
The head a bit more hesitant to see that, see
Their circular arguments tended to generate a load of feedback
Disturbing the intestines while the chest must bear the echoing
It's just the second fight, but they held it in the seventh ring
They slap and bite like the soon to be divorced in court
Intent on never settling, 'cause they made that mistake before
Never had the option to put violence on the shelf
I guess it's not good for your health
When you agree to disagree with yourself

AND YOU!
Bystanders who witness the abuse!
I zoom in on my contusions but you just let me get away with it
I plead with you for help but you do just like my neighbors did
And one night I might kill myself in a fit of drunken rage
But this? It's none of your business, is it?
You'll witness my horrific struggle until one of me is finished
A war is raging underneath my visage
And you can hear shit breaking through these paper-thin divisions
Like my voice, because I'm tearing up my throat with every breath
Or my car, just moments right before I reach the edge
Or my heart!
But I've found though that when life gives you shards
You should take it as mosaic and make art

Aepex

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