I will cultivate thee,
With my Herculean word spree.
Pour my divine rhyme,
Into your truncated mind.
So profound, so intellectual, how can this be?
Revere me! Revere me!

Gaze on Aphrodite,
For I am complacent to sing alone.
Walking forward,
Your hair fights the wind.
The truth is bestowed upon me,
Like a bread to a pauper.
Spring turns to fall,
Beauty beheld, now lost.
Time is not sparing.

Wallowing soul,
Death walks; bells toll.
Whence forever they rang,
For where does love pertain?

Grow up selfless,
Follow the crowd.
Play the marionette.
Break free from the suffocating darkness,
Right into the desolate bleak.
Find rest in the bottomless grave.
Free at last, free at last.

Walking around,
Utterly oblivious.
Everyone loves you,
Everyone understands you.
Open yourself up, be true.
Crashing realization: Their gaze is only skin deep.
Stitch yourself up,
Smile,
Life goes on.