You Can Only Hold Her For So Long..

And Rome was built that day.
Swiftly, not conditioned to be
An empire.
I looked into your eyes and saw
A kingdom made of sand
So temporary
Envisioned majestic purple curtains
Certain to shield our reign from
The test of time
But we burned from the inside out
Before we could cross our moat
The butterflies were our allies,
So fickle they are
Deserted us after foreseeing
Our downfall
And we fell so hard
What we imagined in a day’s time
Collapsed so soon it stands
Only in the inferno
Dig into the remains
Our city stands upright
In the depths of hell
Parallel to the site we pictured
We exist somewhere, my king
Build a perishable paradise with me
Rome is stuck to your heels
Directly beneath
Just plant the wrecking balls
Of your feet.

Let me be great
Snatch your breath with 
My new vernacular 
Perhaps start the perfect family
With spoiled children and a husband
Who secretly beats me but 
Cleverly leaves no marks
Send my love for the arts 
Down the river in a basket
Let someone else be greater
Cuz they been asking for it
Exceed abundantly above all
That you can ask or think
You've crucified me already
I can't let you down
I can be amazing
Let me apologize for all my phases
Will I be worthy of even 
Your lowest praises then?
Crown me sacrificial lamb stew
The talk of your dinner table
Serve me, bloody but cleansed
Scrub me into your hardwood floors
Paint me on you doorposts
I am the firstborn you wish to spare
Did you forget that?
Probably. 
It seems very likely 
When you were found with child
You didn't think you'd smite me
But here I am, sweet mother Mary
Nailed to the cross of your
Broken dreams
Hanging, shattered ol me
Just an image of what I could be
And the time is no longer B.C. 
four score and 22 years past day 3
Father Son and Holy Spirit 
Can't revive me
Just tell my story on the mountain
Preach my prophecy
Revelations chapter 23, verse me
Make my murder a proverb and
Rebel against your religion
Don't regret your decisions
Just remember me, 
Your living breathing resurrection.

amuthafuckinglamp:

brb dying

NO WAY THIS IS WAY TOO GOOD! YES!!!

(Source: miakosamuio)

i wasnt there when you achieved greatness

at least not to be seen

but if anyone were to measure your kinetic energy

i’d be found

under the microscope

churning in your existence

i matter.

you spit on the counter

and whispered your victory speech to me

promised recognition to your atoms

you promised me they would know

as far as the world knows

you are but a self motivated being

the fighter jet with no evident fuel

no evidence of assistance

and i am but a silent resident

in the heart of a man

who knows not his muse

because she never left.