I
A body of white walls
houses familiarity
Somehow even familiarity
distorted itself
beneath raw cinder blocks
doused white enough
that I could see
the eyes of the past
the eyes of the future
looking back at me,
the eyes of the present
Must journey
behind the white walls
into the familiar unknown
For there is something there
Beyond walls
so very high
They
only crumble,
only die
For there is something there
I must look now
through the deep crevices
deep through my mind
For there is something there
Do I find?
I see people
I see minds
Beyond the white walls
looking back
at I
Why oh why
must I continue?
looking forward
only to
look back again
I am stuck,
encased inside
eternity
Only looking back
to find
a way out
a way out
of me
Me
I have always
been my own infinity
Inside, a prisoner
handcuffed to
the white walls
I am shackled here,
alive
kicking
Death
here in the
eternal infinity
Great intellects
dead,
killed by me
I am my own infinity
I must **** me
I will be free
no longer shackled
I am my own infinity
I am my own uncertainty
I am my own familiarity
It is me
I am my own infinity
The white walls
close in on me,
my own infinity
I do not want to change myself
I do not want to change me
I change
I die
Death’s kiss might be sweet
death’s kiss may free me,
finally
Yet
I cannot accept it
I will not
I just want to be me
but I am everyone else
and they are me
my own infinity
Everything that is
is so very much
everything that is’nt
Beyond the white walls
are nothing you see
White walls
everywhere
White walls
everything
Encasing all
of us
It is here,
it is here
The white walls
shackle us,
shackle us
to
reality,
society
There is forever
no infinity
in me
The familiarity
tastes of death
mistaken for
reality
society
The burning truth
The familiarity
the distorted familiarity
that
is
reality
society
We rely on each other
So much we shoot
each other
We are not strong
We are not smart
We can be
We can’t be
If we break
the shackles
If we keep
the shackles
I am in pieces
I am shattered like glass
I cannot do this
I cannot presume
Death’s kiss
seems sweeter than ever
(forever lost in my own infinity)
You see we
build ourselves up
so
the white walls
eat us up
until we are part of
the white walls
until we are part of
the unknown familiarity
Can I break
through?
want to
need to
break through
White walls
oh,
white walls
I’ve been punching
for so long
I am tired,
I am weary
Resisting,
rebelling
Far too long
White walls,
White mazes
Around
my infinite
familiarity
I cannot
make it out
of myself
So I
walk,
So I
walk,
This great
maze of my
soul
Humorous,
I call it a
great maze
I only walk
in circles
Forever in cycle
I’ve felt the
tears,
Fallen onto
the white walls
Hard
to tell
if they
are clear
or just another
drop of paint
Mind
loops back
on itself,
(always does)
Losing it
(finally insane)
A mad man
I am
A new coat
to adorn
Darker
Darker
Darker
Cracks,
crevices
the white walls
emit abysmal black paint
So-cold
oil,
(called paint)
I will make darkness burn
It stings,
makes a statement
deep within me
Have you ever
felt pain?
Have you ever
felt life?
Walls
I have forgotten
what color
infinity was
Happiness,
feels
so white
but
burns
so dark
Have you ever
felt dark?
Dark feels me
as I
wander,
wither
In
white darkness
II
Out of
walls,
like ghosts
come the hounds
Hounds of the world!
is this all you are?
Animals
who eat away the
stone
rubble
of my soul
Is that what I’ve
become?
Only
stone?
rubble?
White,
raw stone
crushed,
unbroken
by the
organized animals
mistaken to be ourselves
Somehow still shackled
to white darkness
I’ve felt it
I feel it
it feels me
As if to caress
something so bare-beautiful
as a women,
disrobed in the
eternal darkness
of countless midnights
Spent down beneath
the infinity of
blacks,
purples
and blues
Laying in the
leaves of grass
I am
looking at the holes
of the black galaxy
that shoot their beams
back into the
familiar infinity
of my soul itself
For there is something there
There always never always was
something there
I can hear the hounds
once again
prancing
dancing their way
down the halls of
white walls
The white walls that were always never always
there
I walk through them
like such a ghoul
and see
so much of
every nothing
White walls
they melt like
glue
No support
No support
No support
For this life,
for all who may be
in this life
Have nothing
only others
They only
have the other souls,
For they have lost
their own lives
replaced them with
others
Ayn Rand, were you right?
Ayn Rand, were you right?
I’m searching for something
I’m searching for nothing
Where are you?
Individual?
My soul
it pours out
it fills the droughts
of this eternal infinity
But does reason flow?
I only need reason
all I wanted it was
NO!
NO!
NO!
Reason where are you?
The individual,
where are you?
Only descending into
further into madness
I must live!
I must thrive!
I will break this
structure of society
I will shatter
the layers of
humanity,
the layers of
society,
the layers of
reality
I spit lightning
I inhale thunder
Ever before
more alive
Should I add another section?