As one wilts
Death engulfs
Seldom of comfort
Rationing the provisions
Of a lackluster reality
Lesions across my eyes
Blind me from the brutality
Dressed in a white tee
Destruction watches
with unimaginable glee
Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 5:57 AM UTC
Forever teetering between self-loathing deadbeat
And cynical social critic
All things considered I'm quite the ****
Faith in anything as evaporated
Evaporated with my soul
Evaporated by the blistering inferno
Kindled by my own hatred
We are blinded by society
We are consumed by our anxieties
We are living in a false reality
Our life is a lie
We'll realize that once we die
I did
I died a long time ago
Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 3:07 AM UTC
Shower her in Dior
Call her your *****
Bathe in riches
Rake in *******
Yes it might be ******
But the truth is the truth or
Would you rather hear a lie?
Live ignorant until you die?
Indulge in knowledge
Bask in wisdom
Cure yourself from the venom of narcissism
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 1:33 AM UTC
Long and low
Are the moans of insanity
Resonating through the barren corridors of my mind
Beckoning me to join in its parade of madness
Being alone with only me, myself, and I
I have lost all track of time
Immeshed by the truths of reality
Insanity promises to release me from my sorrows
Insanity is to cure me of my sadness
Insanity is infectious
Spreading far and wide throughout my mind
Beautiful and comforting
Are the moans of insanity
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 10:29 PM UTC