Champion of Nothing
by Atmo
If something starts, you give it your full heart
There as it start’s, before it tears you apart
I wish it never started, I wish I had just left it
Fore now I am ignored, dirty and pestered
A man has chosen me to be tested
Sweat pours as it rains from me – I am restless
Nothing gained, except words now in line
Concepts blurry and intuition was never mine
I write, I breathe
I am
I will away my day
Another day to waste-
Like I said, nothing gained but a new style
A fashion, another novelty forever in denial
Flickering candle used to light my way
Blank page captured an image of human dismay
First it’s five
Then seven
Fight to stay alive
Overcompensate
By the time he reaches eight
Then seven
Fate is sealed
Voter’s minds are weapons
These last few months have been hell
I am ill; I’ve not been looking after myself
Surly you can understand why I am, doubting
I can’t run up hills but expected to climb mountains
I climbed and started a thirteen hour wait
A saw a glimpse of the man, he arrived a day late
With a burning sense to wipe out the flowers
An scent lingered and miscounted his words
Then we encounter, nerve to nerve, verse to verse
I write, I breathe
I am
I will away my day
My words go to waste
Am I stood on a mountain or rooftop, am I mistaken
I had to take a second look, since I was slated
Picked apart by a pack of wolves
That turned on one of their own
Honoured and mourned by killers home grown.
He should have taken it…
No he deserving…
Sad thing is, the prize wasn’t worth shit
All I have is hassle and the weight in gold is heavy
The weight of the world
Champion of Nothing
If you don’t understand the earth
What is a tournament?
An open display of ego’s
Are you proud?
Like Me.