Christina

With a magnitude of 7.7/ Will there be room for recovery/ Cars toppled over/ Surrounding buildings remain sturdy/ Held together by nature/ All that stood were worthy/ Flagrant non the less/ People relate to pure chaos/ A smile to a smirk/ Happiness at a minimal/ incompetently uncontested/ Well nourished is a subliminal/ More spirit for me to flourish/ Never dealt to this capacity/ This took me out of my element/ I was scared/ To be honest William K. Butler

What is it

What it is/ Living with every consequence/ Bar none/ Old habits do fade away/ The devil pants/ While the angel sing mary holidays/ Not wiping the sweat off my bare forehead/ Rather lavishing my face/ What is it/ That made me weak/ stand firm in the presence of defeat/ What is it/ Yes I am a Taurus/ But I identify steel metal to concrete/ More so a reflex than a premeditated thought/ What is it/ Is "it" what Im suppose to believe in/ I am done wanting to make sense of everything/ What is it/ God guiding my hand/ Thank you/ William K. Butler

Dream Chaser

A dreamer/ I would love to have dreamt/ To see in its truest form/ Life/ But I am up ready, motivated/ Beheaded with no place to turn besides to become an actual recovery patient/ Grew up with out patience/ So i forgot, waiting/ Just as I am/ Waiting forgot about me/ 1st law of gravity/ Timing or the manipulation of it never concurs/ It is what you put out/ It will be followed by/ What you receive during the interim William K. Butler

Unforgiving Fortress

I built a fortress/ In my office/ Plus the place i stay/ Emotionally affected to be cautious/ Without an offer/ But I do not mean to bring major pain/ Its insane/ No Im the one insane/ I lost control of the main thing that is already engrained/ Will not cradle this condition for it shall go away/ Until then/ Chin up, no time for the recognition/ Sustain battle positions/ A close reminder with life/ You are so close to marriage/ Don not end up missing what is given/ I try/ But do i want to or have to/ Brain so damn analytical/ All dynamics are done mathematically/ Slow down the heart rate/ My feelings are made of fragile material/ My eyes are tired/ All my decisions shouldn't rely on their actions William K. Butler