#devinetheory2

[devinetheory-2]

"Whatever it is you're seeking won't come in the form you're expecting."

- Haruki Marukami

[devinetheory-2]

YOU...

YOU.

And here you come

Like a battle cry

rallying the hounds of war

With the sound

your heart makes,

Like a bass tuned drum...

Likely to rally a thousand more

...and I've had

the worst luck with love...

But somehow I always manage

To save you some

In world full of thorns

You....

You...

A black and blue rose

in full bloom

Illuminated

When the full moon comes

...and here you come

Crafting thoughts

Into my subconscience

Cracking holes in my armor

The muse to my confidence

Casting spells of kings

To a fallen prince

That once had it all

Can still have it all again

And I've fallen

But my path

is not that

of common men

And I know I'll be alright

BecauseI've not fallen...

To much stronger winds...

And I'm thinking maybe

It gave me

the strength of Hercules

And the wisdom of Solomon

Achilies with a Medusa stare

That can see thru these hollow men...

And don't tell me about

pressure please

Especially

since losing the best of me

Wanting them to bury me

since I was 17

In the same coffin

my mom was in

Watching the dirt drop

On the top

Left me with a hard spot

On my heart

that would never soften again....

Since then

Ive poured my blood

Through the ink in my problem pen

Remember him

And how he fought through

the maliciousness

And malintentions to take advantage

And injure him

Drawing my pain in poetic

crimson collages within the

Construct of your mental vision

With Godlike technique

With unprecedented precision

Spell bound and cryptic

You take my brain

to another dimension

Casting your spells

upon anyone

with an intention to listen

With an unparalleled air of mysticism...

Cosmic stardust lost within this prism

The consequence of indecision

- DT

[devinetheory-2]

To live....

Is to love. .

Like we've never been hurt.

To walk around scarred

Like we've never been burnt...

Having the wisdom to apply

All that we've learned

To be rejected,

Yet not deterred.

STRENGTH

- DT

[devinetheory-2]

POETRY ISNT ALWAYS PRETTY

I didn't call because

I didnt want you to hear

the sadness in my tone

I can't let you see the madness

In my mind

As I try

to accept

the fact that

I

Am

Alone

But I won't go back

to a

bro

ke

n ho

me

I can't come over because

I cant let you smell

the bar and the cologne

All on my clothes.

The women I had with me

the night before

When you had supposedly

broken Your phone

But still

I had to hear your voice

You made your choice

But I cant move on

As try to allign myself

With the idea

That this is real.

Smoke, drink and fk the pain away

Until the memory of her face

Fades from my horizon

And my mind

is completely thrown

And made insane this way

forgets the lies and

My body is paralyzed

With your level of toxicity

Admittedly

I am not very good

with this grief

Or these memories

Searching desperately for symmetry

Trying hard not

to remember our stars

Lest the sadness within

Cripple me

Like how we would always

be together

Like a pair of dice

Or you were my puzzle

And I was your missing piece

Forever searching for paradice

A paradox behind a pair of eyes

And you've likely ended my life

When you took yours

And I'm not sure I can compare a time

Where I didnt swear Im fine

I am an unspoken paradigm

Praying that prayer of mine

Hoping that that theres a sign

A direction I can take

With someone that can relate

To elevate my mental state

To a place I can repair my mind

Always threatened

to do more

Would it be you

Wondering what did I ever

fuck with you for

Stealing food from grocery stores

To provide you more

Of what you couldnt afford

Honesty on a severe decline

And always so rare to find

Pushing through the storm

Anything to keep you warm

Remove the sheath from my sword

As I sleep in that 2 door ford

You want more

You gotta do more for it

Feeling like Hugh Jackman

In that movie swordfish

And I've been letting someone live

rent free in my mind

that can't really afford the mortgage

And I'm trying to evict

But since buying the lies

I really don't have any

money left this time

to take you to court or go to war with

Holding you accountable

just resorts to more shit

and your so called friends

can't seem to see you transform

Until you go to war or forfeit

And these whores support it

Meanwhile I'm Confused

as his muse ignores him

And I choose to light that fuse

And use to get more lit

And I take over

the natural order of things

And try to force shit

As a result my views are morbid

And I see death as the only thing

that soothes the war

But the warrior inside

Refuses to lose

I avoid the noose

Take another sip

from my bottle

of poisoned and poor choices

I let destroy him

- Devine Theory

[devinetheory-2]

I am unearthed

Shes murdered me

With her words

About what she's endured

And how she deserves

The healed version

Unreal,

I still weild

unhealed 3rd degree burns

From her

Spoken necrosis

They can not compare

With their thousand yard stares

And myopic psychosis

But the sex hott

Until

the flesh rots

On the best spots

Undressed

broken picture

Of me on her desktop

So hard to have hope

In a world that is hopeless

It's said it comes

from those closest

And you usually own

the knife that they

open your throat with

I'm speechless

A single boat

Lost in her ocean

She's bent over me

changed her form

The storm in her eyes

Is ferocious

She thinks Im under

some kind of hypnosis

And Im on her mind?

C4 emotions

Corrosive explosive

She'll love you

and will not let go

And I cant speak

As I try to scream

from my toe tips

She pours whats left

of herself into me

And then moans

As my world turns black

And my mind loses focus

Im frozen

her embodiment explodes

But the sex hott

Until the flesh rots

On the best spots

Undressed

broken picture

Of me on her desktop

And Im lost in her dream

and I can't seem

to find my way home

Ive been thrown away

But we supposed to help

fix those that are broken

I guess I'm just supposed to

stop loving you

Because you forgot.

Ruthless plot

Love strangely twisted

A mystic you aren not.

Here's to hoping

That you find God

even though life has been hard

And the devils hands

are always near your throat

That you don't get the message too late

And you can let the fear just go

Love yourself openly.

Bravely and courageous

I guess I still believe in miracles

And when I see you smile

I still write about it

in my notebook pages....tbc

DT

[devinetheory-2]

Attempting to find compassion

in the place of rage.

I'm In my breaking...

Most nights

I lie in wait

awake on the page.

Blood stains an uncut vein

I am wrapped in their safety net....

I would get high to get by

But there's not enough drugs

to make me forget

I haven't seen my face in days

In a daze

And it's not safe

To project

Secretly they bet against me

So many faces it makes me dizzy

But I can't wait to collect

So tired of the fake smiles and lies

Worn across the faces of death

Because I know

in my soul

that my soul

is one hell can't wait to come get

So much weight on my shoulders

Im surprised

they don't break from the stress

...So my heart breaks

And the noise it makes

sounds just like a 38

straight to the chest.

- Devine Theory

[devinetheory-2]

Your compliments are treasured... @rayven-interrupted

But we both know that ....

You write like Juliette

loved romeo

Platinum coated sunshine

On a cold lonely road

Like the whole world

is baking soda

And you're only dope

Like a desperate man out on the ledge

And you're his only hope

Like healing to a soul thats

Mostly broke

Working your way

through your anguish

In poetic prose

Dangerous

Like your heaven dipped pen

Is is guided by angels

And no one knows

And its left me comotose

Like Im the victim of

some kind of drug overdose

But Im sober though

Coping as I go

through the motions slow

Attempting to protect

The scars on my heart

while they heal

And somehow resurrect

All the parts me

That I know are real

that THEY told me

are supposedly broke...

As my past catches up fast

Opportunities are closing doors

Wondering how far

down this rabbit hole

My soul can go....

I mean I just got it back

from the demons that

would hold it close

after it was stolen

and sold to foes....

😬...

#inspired

#DevineTheory

#DevineTheoryINK

[devinetheory-2]

[devinetheory-2]

I am familiar with loss

and the empty places

it leaves inside of us...

Of being hurt and lied to

when you finally decide to trust

it seems sometimes

Love is blind

And life is tough

And I can't seem to find myself

having to constantly remind myself

that I'm enough

Getting trapped inside

my own mind

Thinking I'd backslide

try and find some drugs

But honestly the voice in my mind

Is too loud

I can't unsee what I've seen

And I'd probably die because

There's never too much

And I couldn't get high enough.

So I sit in suspended animation

Because I can't stand the debating

3rd eye, like a camera waiting

Attempting to incorporate

A positive Inner dialog

And Im having trouble

seeing what's ahead of me

Like I'm driving through

some kind of fog

I try to fight it off

Write along the lines

on my notepad

Around these

tear

drops

of mine

That fall

As I struggle inside

With how to write my wrongs

Like I'm not just

some worthless life

And they're still

trying to write it off

Or some puzzle

That they might could solve

As their attacks

slowly weaken my resolve

Just trying to get by

And I've

done so many drugs

Wondering why can't I evolve

Or get high at all

And I'd jump

but that's never been my style

And I've never been to high to fall

I just thought that maybe

you might have called

It's been a while

Since my goal

was to be circled inside

Some chaulkline

Or felt like I belonged

Cold days and long nights

Wondering why I'm even alive at all

Trying to remember a time

When I've loved my life

But I'm trying y'all.

- Devine Theory

[devinetheory-2]

Staring at you down the bridge of my nose...

Through lenses that seem to magnify your raw beauty....

Breakfast is

Hot french vanilla and newspapers

I see you struggle within your chains

Held captive between the confines

of your own prose...

Forehead crinkled in deep concentration

A breath escapes your lips...

Mild envious frustration....

For me everything just flows

Theories of our divination

She radiates Mount Olympus energy

Mild mental callisthenics

For her heaven is a fresh brewed pot

A new book

A twisted plot

A revelation.

For me, heaven is right here

In this spot

Watching you be you

My Heart races

In simplistic thought

I couldn't move if I wanted to

I'm simply caught.

- Devine Theory

[devinetheory-2]

In this place

I can close my eyes 

and still see her face...

In a daze as I attempt 

to conceal this pain.

Because honestly nobody

Deserves to feel this way.

 I tried to love all of her still 

and it was still in vain

Don't want to let go

But you probably already know

That It's so hard 

to heal this way.

And I hate how I can feel it all

And how they'll swear 

That they're here....

...and I can see them and hear them

But they're not real at all.

Now Im a mess tho

Because I refused to let go

Whispers echo

Down smoke & mirrored halls...

But I can still feel them

Cupid shot an arrow

And it killed him

Nothing left of the well

I pull tears from

There can be no love 

When fears involved...

How bitter sweet 

The nostalgia is appealing

But All of these memories

lead me to loss...

Dumbed down and numb now

And I can feel it all

In this dark place

My memory holds the heartbreak

In glass jars

Runnin from my past hard

Prevents any attempt 

For me to heal at all....

Savage lack of compassion

And a tragic falls...

Wouldn't break the habit

She had to have it all....

Couldn't bring the passion back

So now the magics gone

And its the saddest song...

Stuck in the past

attempted to drag

all her past wrongs

From past wars

and never took her mask off...

and I've got the worst luck with love

They're all in love with the feeling

So I feel like I've already lost...

I should know best

Nothing is real

And you can't steal 

what has a cost....

In order to grow

I had to fall...

You never knew the me

That had it all

You and me

could have had it all...

- Devine Theory

[devinetheory-2]

When they come for you

And your hairs stand on end

This... invisible enemy

Attempting to gain entry

They feel like lost souls

Bringing the bumps up on your skin

Is it to connect with the creator

Or a warning

That something much more Sinister

Is trying to get in.

Even now my skin rises

As I am left wide open

She is being choked

By the shadows

that have kept her hostage

Usually I take my time

Let my words rhyme

To give them posture

But tonight I am weary.

Afraid that the things in the night

Might hear me

But I am powerful, yes?

But they come anyways

Unafraid...unafraid.

My hair stands on end.

I awaken from my slumber

To deny them entry....

I am a God

And they are the 1st infantry.

I will not allow them entry

A king protecting his kingdom

A freewrite....

A king unaware of the power

Of the ability to force them away

These shadows that aim to take my place

That attempt to shake me of my purpose

And take me to my grave.

No

No

I am not insane....

I FEEL EVERYTHING

But mostly I feel unsafe

Unafraid unafraid

How I long to be unafraid.

The more I see

The more danger

I am to be...

To break down the establishment

That aims to take down me.

Fear destroys love

- Devine Theory

[devinetheory-2]

So if you have connected with the source... and you seek the truth...

You have 2 options...

Go to your grave with the truth haunting you.

Or speak your truth and make enough sense that they eradicate you like they did Kobe and so many others...

I guess the question is...Do you live for this life? Keeping your connections and information quiet hoping the machine doesnt notice you? That the Matrix's "Mr. Andersons" don't come for you? Or do you sacrifice this life for the betterment of humankind... Fight the establishment and hope it gets you a better afterlife? Sacrifice is doing what you know is right with no promise of reward ...so....

What I know was not learned. It has been thrust upon me in transaction as a result of my curiosity. That there is more...always more to what we are told on a daily basis. Question EVERYTHING.

Some of us are wrong in our details but right in the notion that we are all being lied to. The US has run the biggest game ever to exist on this or any other planet. A lie factory.

We are all programmed. And we follow our programming lest we live a much less than glorious life and an even less than glorious death. Those that challenge the establishment with enough sense amd enough proof and poke the bear enough times... all end up dead behind strange circumstances suicides plane crashes Etc.

BE the LIGHT you want to SEE in this world. United we can accomplish ANYTHING. However. Divided we will fall for anything.

The enemy is the author of confusion and wants control over the minds thoughts and souls of our people. Racism, cultural appropriation, rich poor, male, female....Christian, Jew, Muslim, ALL a ploy...a landscape to create division amongst an otherwise United people....

Meditate. SEEK YOUR TRUTH. We are all preprogrammed with all of the information and knowledge and answers to all of the questions we will ever have from the moment we are born. Taught to not love ourselves and handed an identity...told who we are to be and what we are to do with our lives.

We are ALL SLAVES. They didn't give us freedom. They just MADE US A BIGGER CAGE.

- Devine Theory

[devinetheory-2]

Shadows of the fallen

People are starving

While we all marvel

At how far we have gotten

How much we have made

How much we have forgotten

Parasitic Godless

Narcissistic Godlust

Why can't we all just

Fall on

Gods love?

- DT

[devinetheory-2]

Don't let this world

turn you into a savage.

Choose your environment

wisely...

Devine Theory

[devinetheory-2]

My words are lost

In her beautiful simplicity

Unusual symphony

Convinced she was

Sent to me

Perfect in all imperfections

is not something

One could simply pretend to be

She is the missing piece

And I can tell when she kisses me

She fits purposefully within me...

As if we were meant to be

Religeously filling the void

within the landscape

of my subconscience rendering

awakening

what was once thought destroyed

By lovers turned enemies

as she closes

the now-empty

coffin doors quickly

Waltzing from thought to thought

Tirelessly and endlessly

with flawless chemistry,

God-like technique

and lawless energy....

Feeling like I made her

from a computer

in a dream

when I watch her

in her sleep

Her lips touch mine

And it moves everything within me...

I love her beyond the moon

to infinity

...and I can't help but fear...

That she just might just be

the end of me...

- Devine Theory