Never asked for life
Asking for death, request denied
A bear trap, no longer bearable
Endurance has its limits
Still in my youth and I'm tapping out
I quit, not out of selfishness
But selflessness
Who wants to wake up and see the face of separation?
Split down the middle, asymmetrical
Just like my mood, one or the other
Pain or pleasure
Denied of leisure
Looking for treasure
All I find are stressors

Carving a path
Pushing forward
My head is down
Blind to all the sorrow
As a drill, I can't stop now
I'm digging further
With a 2-inch shovel
By the time I change the world
It will become yours
Broken, battered
I'll ignore the signs
As long as you can be with me

Some are introduced
To revenge
Then, are they not an eponymous fool?
By war or vendetta
Brothers
Sister
By blood or tree
...
Revenge cares not for thee

Viper, cobra
Hands of an assassin
Rabbit, hare
Legs of a runner
Combined together
Prey and predator
Uniting as one
To defy a single endeavor
To crumble an enterprise
From deep inside

Hive of humanity
Bursting with vanity
So many bees
Always debate about the queen
Bloated
Plethoric
Excessive
Depressive
The state of things
Brings tears to me
Yet distractions give comfort
While the sky burns red
Quite oxymoronic
Never a sight, never more iconic
"Too big to fail."
Said the Roman Empire
Now we walk on their remains
Cleansed by fire
Puppets with no clear puppetmaster
Strings attached, who is the owner?
I see why people become loners
Donors of patience
Only have enough time
Before the world corrupts and detains
After the discourse halts
Who will remain?

When did mankind
Lose their kind?
When did the preacher
Become the payer?
What does it mean
To live in a modern age?
When does the noise
Stop being normal?
What happens to the mind
When exposed to constants?
How can a future be made
When none enjoy today?

Everyone has a voice
But now it's time to stand down
Oversaturation
Brings all of your points down
If you step to the plate
No one cares if you bunt
We like the extraordinary, the home runs
Look at what we read to be real
We kneel, we keel, we don't know how to see
So many problems cause we try to be beyond real
Stressed at our best cause no one lets us rest
Numb to the world from a lack of control
Defensive, but always on the attack
It's not a competition when it's rigged for the best
None of this is at your behest
It's off my chest
I wash my hands and pretend I'm absolved
For I've never felt human
So look around, can you blame me now?
All we do is use work to find the meaning of strife
But how do we live when we pass life by?

Beneath every gangster
Lies a desire for success
However...
The means do not justify
Throwing obscenities
Riches have a half-life
Declare a state of emergency
For all these imitators
Should strive for something greater

Sea to sea, thousands
Crying for answers, problems
Ubiquitous stress

The beat of battle
Rides like a horse, no saddle
Vibrations, a raddle
Up the back of a venemous tassle

When everything is a war
Does it lose the meaning of actions?
Satisfaction at the cost of reaction
Bleak and tragic
Our history comes with no magic
For we will always make factions
The cost of our freedom
Is that we **** and delete them
The other, the bother, the estranged brother
You're not fighting to be free
You'd be free if you were able to disagree

Malice
Come in many forms
But at its rotten core
Lies ignorance
Not to be chastised
But to be guided, educated
The way to reduce evil is not to extinguish
To foster and nurture a new perspective
That will do much more
No more breaking down doors
Owned by the most important people

Enjoying nothing
Enjoying nobody
Taking chemicals
To change brain chemicals
Trying to act normal
In a life we made
How can anyone live on their own
When the odds are stacked against it?

If I disappeared, would life be the same?
Would I have fame?
Would I be maimed?
Would people be ashamed
Of the signs they chose to not see?
Lighting my heart aflame
All I see are red flames
Filled with anger
From being lame
Life is a game
One that I want someone else to claim

The face of a demon
Heart of an angel
Hark the call of brass and bones
Trumpets sound for the cataclysm
But now, our end
Marks the beginning
Of a brand new stage
To make history
No archangels can remedy the destruction
For it too, brings creation
Creating chaos to create beginnings
Seems so backwards
Yet fits succinctly
Fear no death
For it gives us meaning
To cope with consciousness
These are the rules we have written.

Later years
Could be happy
Could give up
Could rest
Could be productive
When that time comes
Invest in peace and security.

A man wanders
His dreams are squandered
Now the isolation
Begins to peer through
The glass inside
His heart made of tubes
Such a foolish man
Tried to select his world
He tried to be so brave
Now he lays depraved
Deprived of a life
No emotions inside
All that's left deep inside
Acid and cyanide
Pessimistic tendencies
Side effects of the world you see
Marvels cannot bring him glee
For one and all, the world to see
The tears he shed
Engrained in the sea

Old heroes
Come into view
So too, does harsh reality
Age comes experience
Of which, they can no longer use

Feet on the air
Windsurfing on tranquility
Worrisome, no more
Travesties belong to another day
I may care, but only for so long
All things must recharge
Why treat ourselves differently?

Planted feet
Enriched in riches
I have never been better
But I feel faint
Always falling, never stalling
Am I moving up?
Down?
Left?
Right?
Cardinal sins with no direction
Every time I catch my breath
Life erodes at my exhaustion
Peaceful days
Ruined by jagged skin
Pins and needles
I am the true evil
To my reflection
Twisting and flipping
Small size, vast numbers
A cricket's chime, ringing infinitely

So many different masks
On the same faces
Feelings of disgrace across the whole **** race
Personality rebooted for the purpose of a shoe-in
Entire lives dedicated to a mirage, no pause
Dystopia is silly, a real one is underneath us
No one left to beseech, ears lie buried in bleach
Digitized, revised, no more room to cry
Better to die than change the alibi
As we say goodbye then become a new guy
So many different masks
On the same faces
The distant oasis remains in stasis

Hit the age
Of a broken page
Reminding me of my cage
All I live for is a wage
Trapped in a stone age, enraged
Never quite engaged since I was teenage
Years progress but the time is hard to gauge
Not quite a sage, not quite upstaged
Yelling offstage in an outrage
Lost and encaged

I'm sick of being passive
It's time for aggression
You said that you'd embody innovation
Screamed out to the nation
Then you crawl back to classic manipulation
This whole **** race is last place
Families who can't afford a place
Dinner with no steaks
Every day, more at stake
The tension, the pressure, the hybrid of humanity
Such a **** tragedy
AI is more human than thee
Deplorable, unforgivable
Creating more because excess drowns the war
Chained to ties, bound to lies
We talk about headlines
While the cause remains inside
Pull it from the roots, shake the whole system
I knew we were ignorant
But how did we get this dumb?

Love
Action
The most compassion
Restricted to 24 hours?
How about 8760 hours?

Out of the depths
My brothers emerged
Yet what I saw...
Wasn't them.

Nostalgia is a drug
One hit and you're fixed
Begging for more of a kick
Harsher ingredients in the mix
All a remix of what came before
Back when your hopes and dreams
Weren't ruined at twenty-four
Buying into the naivety of the scene
They painted the picture
So I am erasing the canvas
Blind to the times which we currently exist
Some things were positive
Some things were negative
But to buy into an illusion is to be addicted to past expositives
An ex-positive, an antidepressant that acts as a suppressant
Dressed to impress
Feeding into the happiness you and I once prepossessed
We all love what once came before
But as we lay weeping on the floor, remember:
Nostalgia is a carnivore, not a mentor

Familiar feelings
Disappointment
It used to be reserved
For the faults of others
Now, it is my own
Worthless slumber
Feeling enmeshed
Never refreshed
Maybe one day will be a dream
As I wake from this nightmare
I lay my heart bear
Where have you gone?
Scaring me, everything is choking me
Rare for me to stare
Until life gets unfair
No words, no more anywhere
All the time, all my care
Put into thinking of 100 ways
To say I love you
Because you are you
For today, despair can go elsewhere

Children are not a medicine
Bring one alive to drive the bloodline
Not to cope, think before acting
Care for one, don't use one

The armor is raised
As I absorb the sun's rays
No cracks will crumble
No stabs will suffice
I shall live and die
Stuck in the knight's abstract mind
Pieces fall
Just to build new ones
Even on the surface
Iron maiden guards the heart
Can't guide my mind
When the neurons decide
That the world was not made for you
Now I sit and stare
Man of tin and sin
Whispers, all I hear:
I will never leave you

Lone in peace, but you
Surrounded by the sorrow
Of strange personas

Self-reflection
Drives course correction
Why limit to the old and grey?
They have less time to change
We have one life
Irrespective of all drives
Bring no pain to others
Some people have a dream
But will they ever go to it?
Can you fulfill something if it exists in jest?
Time versus success, why are our skills discussed?
I wish I knew the answers
I wish that I could help you
But I was born into the world
I never helped form you

A wonderful wonderland
Colossal depth
A center of wonders
When we learn how they work
The magic is drained.

Vagabond
A life so freeform
You could label it "jazz"
Where all they develop
Are dreams and fragile bonds
Looking for a nation beyond
Temporary stints
Transmogrified
Into an amalgam
Uncertainty, fear, and disparity
Lives free of validity
While the ones who survive
Never know how to thrive
But when dealt the hand of life
No one always gets royals
Straight eights, full houses
Sometimes all that is obtained
Culminates in an ace
Labeled: Vagabond

Behind that splendid plain
Ice, piled high
A midnight sun, resting on top
Like a silhouetted candle
It may be cold
But it has never been so inviting.

Faint silhouette
Static back on a background
Actual safety
Came with your embrace
Then
You fled the complex
Too caught up
In what your movement manifested
Not what my soul thought...
Of your existence
Crucial
Critical to humanity
...
I wish that was what I thought of first...
Instead
I thought of how you affect me
Feral animal
Who else will comfort my flesh?
Trapped in shackles.

Suspension of my senses
To condense is my defense
As we dispense discourse
Full of distress, the atmosphere is tense
Superiority from the side of your fence
Tell me, tell me
How can there be more than one common sense?

Artistry is wasted
On a modern mindset
I'd love to make what I want
But then I'd forgo:
Food
Water
Rent
Bills
All the things which drive me to pills
For in a twisted place
You have to contort your face
Eyes growing wide as the flame fades inside
Creations only matter in the frame of collectivity
Forgive my hostility
Creativity has given way to reactivity
To make a living, I rely on opinions
Of people who never shared my vision
If it was my decision, I'd envision a revision
Bringing back the soul and reviving life
When asked, we ask for less
Submitting to the hollow visage of progression
But in the race of life, heart and soul are left behind
What segregates life from those who never lived it?
I'd say I wear a mask
But that implies I can detach it
Co-dependent relationship comprised of battleships
If being a farce was a test
I'd bring home the championship.

You dishonor my family name
Wrecked it
Tossed into the muck
Hurt
My family's source of joy
Dishelved
Lineage snapped in two
Worst of all...
Crime no one can surpass
Original sin
Definition of corruption
Embodiment of ******
.
.
.
You stole my juice box.
What happens next
Will never be forgotten

Pins, needles
Suppressed evil
Butterflies lie
Despite their pride
Pointing fingers at sides
To hide what's inside
Nerves, the motive
Paranoia, the action
Blind cannot react
To such a transaction
Pure distraction
As the branch falls
So too does its spread
But if you cut off the head
Is it truly dead?

In the red vortex
Black lines
Move around the sky
They're everchanging
It's because...
Those are people
In this world

Mysteries of creation
Feast of sensations
A toe-taping scratching
With no hatchet
Mind in pieces inside of a basket
Leaping up and down
To get the attention around
Now listen to the sound of creation
Feast of sensations
Mysteries that remain stationed

When you were gone
I desired death
Yet still, I stand
Listen to the recital:
Do I idealize isolation?
Or have I become so familiar
That it turns to home?
Homegrown, raised in the sleet
Placing heads over sheets
Just to go to sleep
Do I think about death
Because I want to be with you?
Or do my cravings
Represent life without you?
I miss you, I love you
Would you be proud? How old are you now?
Can we watch TV on the couch?
Can I have a hug? Can you tell me it's all over now?
Please, show me
Where must I go to find you now?

Information can be bought
Sold
Twisted
Forged
Knowledge is now
A hot commodity
An object, waiting to be bought

Virtual reality
Alternate reality
Bored with the natural world
The cure for becoming jaded
Yet like all good things
It can replace what's real
The real and the ideal
Swearing allegiance to whatever makes us feel
Immersed, submerged
Two worlds merge and one mirage remains
A twisted masterpiece
With no clear author
Two to one, two scales provide balance
Only one invokes infatuation
Initial fascination
Future rectification, the ode of a modern-day addict
Elevated past the mortal plane
Until the runway is in sight
No place to run
We all come down to the territory
Reminiscing over old glory
A quarry so gory, an even shorter story
Legacy, six letters boxed into a future
Freedom in relation to life's culmination
Only in virtual reality, broken vacation
Free of altercation, alienation
Invoking happiness while becoming more alien, desecration

In her delusions
Truth shows itself
Rearing an ugly head
Alongside intense guilt
To reveal tremendous suffering
By the hands of those
Who brought them here.

Lying, denying
To keep on surviving
Cognition has no supervision
When the pain falls through
Unexpected messanger
Bringing a clue
Here, just for you:
Your guilt is festering
You deserve your reckoning
All the virtues can't erase the vice
To rewrite history is to rewind life
Accept the treason, above all reasons
Accept, fight, take your life, don't regress
But I digress
Life is choices, free of behest

Controlling the order
No exceptions, all borders
World defined, here and now
The one to come
The one that was
Divide between guidance
Arrives at violence

Save the planet
Save the trees
Save the ocean
Yet...
We have yet to save ourselves
Acknowledge our fragile nature
When we cannot accept our own nature
How can we save anything?

Don't shake this hand
Caked in moisture
I'm sorry
I didn't want this either

Silence
The most insulting of violence
Small flames burn brightest
Turning darkness to brightness
Yet unification led to the devastation
Weapons of disintegration
Bombs with clear identification
Playing it safe
Every single day
For the ignorant who take heed
Breed a pleading stampede
Superseding the old
While overtaking the meek
How can we root out the weak when we all pray to the antiques?
Falling victim to doublespeak
A boutique of freaks, oblique