COMPRESSION

poetry by Brian Turner

*I really enjoy writing poetry and have written poetry since I was very young, this is one of those poems! I really hope you like it :)

I'm feeling the compression from the depression of the weight causing my body to lessen
so here's a lesson....never get so stressed that you can look past the past to the future
you'll be stuck your mind open like a suture that type of life will never suit ya
so look on, to the sunrise and remember why you you have a nose and two eyes
beecause you were put on this earth to surprise, those who despise you as a whole
I tell you what yo, you shouldnt be empty never should you have a hole
In your chest, guess theres some things you can't change though

because all rose petals die once their beauty has left,
and so do most with each passing breath
but what im saying is we can refrain from ever having to feel pain
I might be insane, i might be a lunatic but I've got more thoughts on my mind than a computer chip
I'm more relaxing and satiable than a buddah chip
so just allow me to drop seeds into your mind so that you may sew those seeds as they turn into vines
im the man with the master plan, the sheperd of this herd
the one speaks the truth with every consecutive word

I'm dropping ink to the paper, im tryna drop thoughts so that i can save ya
and if you gotta stay away, then i guess i guess ill see you later
I just hope that if i can compelte one task
it's that i help you realize that life rolls by a little too fast
take a break, a hiatus, a minute to yourself
take a minute to put life back on the top shelf
it sucks that life has to mean and crude sometimes
but if ive learned one useful thing in my time
is that im, better after what life has made me
using her harsh touch to create me, mold me
out of stone, she'll try to leave you lonely
homey, but you cant let her keep you down
gotta rebound, rise up and become the booming sound

you always knew you would be, should the
oppurtunity arise, you should rise with it
be prolific, immortal like hyroglyphics
because everything will be lost and everything will be forgotten,
we're all warm bodies acting while we're rotting
and the actions you perform will be the only thing left
and every performance we have, will be pages of the next
chapter, of the book that never stops turning back the
back of the next page, so make sure you leave your mark in this age
otheriwse aint gonna be nothing you'll never be remembered
we only remember the weird guys who bend the, end of
the fules, so you better start cheating
otherwise youll head the words that im speaking
cheaters never win,

but i will always prosper,
and the one breaking the rules doing things improper
you can only be as good as you act
so you better take some acting lessons
other wise you'll be selling crack to rap infested peasants

you'll bleed until you're extinction
while we live life with distinciton
become a king or a peasent, its your pick

Said with a bit of rhythm throughout! Thank you for reading my poem!

Brian Turner

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