Worded Weapons

Worded Weapons
By: Tyler Ross

I’m equipped with the lyrical fire 

that’s desired,

which will take you higher, than the liars 

backing you like a choir

to inspire.

Even if you didn’t know it.

You admire.

The way your eyes reply, its not a disguise

but in the open, putting the truth in motion

and leaving you wanting more

I’m quotin’

like good sex leaving you in a hex

reflectin’ at the time

I’m devine.

Leaving you the greatest impression in your mind.

As I rhyme

and climb up your spine.

Addiction infliction

as you study my diction

you become fixin’

on every line

I’m not missin’

but I’m kissin’ your memory

planting the rich treasury

that’s travelin’ all feathery

hugging the shit outta your soul.

You lack control

as I devour you whole.

My verbal education

and positive vibrations

ignite the coals in your heart.

Smoking you out.

I spark art

Destroying you to the core

And soon,

you’ll be no more.