every inadvertently fostering controversy a trait of mine it seems to laugh at all the darker sides of things never been one to miss out when contention comes around i find myself at peace while those around me ask how i could be so in love with the words i shouldnt speak open up they fall out like broken teeth from my mouth onto nerves into fights sincerely sweet blasphemy myself and i always thrilled to plant the seed of doubt in those that mindlessly follow the aging ways of older days with blind hypocrisy and there could be better ways but as my sanity decays i feel i find relief in making them as comfortless as me im lost but im hopeful still fearing the end searching for purpose we break and we bend for answers and reason that well never have some cling to reverence i laugh to forget 