A piece of nature
So natural
Behaving supernatural
Cutting down genius with a sickle
Fickle rage for temporary stages
Bringing relief and tears behind the scenes
Primal, urge for survival
How are animals thought to be reliable?

The hurt hurt the hurt
Breaking their chains
Only to see their cage
Blaming others with a blank face
Another blank space, another disgrace
Throwing spears from their boat
While others drown down there
Claiming that the world is
Just and fine
There is a will, there is a voice
Deep in the ground
Yelling, shouting, exclaiming
Now the world is full of
Dust and swine

Remaining static
Leads to stagnation
Remaining overactive
Leads to burnout
With all things in life
Balance avoids decay
Turning stagnation
Into administration

Can't get over you

Instead

I'll forgive myself

For thirsting over you

Philistine
Individual went extreme
They don't want to be seen
The only comfort comes from the moonlight
Why?
It always sees.

I care for those
Who never cared for me
All I've become is a rat
No Black Plague
But I've gone from "everybody" to an antibody
Homebody, I am not scared of life
Yet, I cannot look it in the eye
Lips are rife with the word "lowlife"
Look away, I have become a deformation
The incarnation of flagellation, desolation
Isolation is all I crave
Who cares about being brave in the face of a wave?

Fighting for you
Fighting for...who?
Fighting for...
For...
Me?

Dividing eyelids
To prevent worse violence
Relent, no more room to repent
Attempted wine, they call me Dionysus
Attempted drugs, they fear me, crisis
Identity or economy?
Pulled from the same ***
Tried that too, brought me dreams of rot
Always looking to escape
From a life forced on me
Free to exercise the right to live fondly
Question: where is the exit?
How can my life be free when the choice isn't present?
Ignore my presence, at your own disgression
Knowledge is a cure for ignorance
But in the pursuit, watch for the suits
After my treatment
All I desire is gone, for good

Caring too much
Eclipsing a sharp silence
Asking to listen

In a world that seeks to divide
Why am I the one who is still alive?
What future is worth all of this strife?
Everytime my heart is proven right
I lose the will to fight
Tell me what am I fighting for?
I can't recall the reason anymore

A man with a grey wardrobe
Found himself in a void
Neverending
Ever-present
In front of his person, a mirror appeared
An image manifested, a child appeared
He knew what this was, so the truth appeared:
"When I was a child, I had time, but no resources."
His reflection appeared in the mirror
"As an adult, I have resources, but no time."
A photo of an old man in a living room appeared
"When I become an elder, I will have wisdom, but no one to teach."
A photo of an extensive graveyard appeared
"When I pass, I will have a legacy, but no one to remember it."

Birth of revolutions
Develops internally
Used to start with steel
Now, it starts with discourse

Moral high grounds
Crumble to dust
When pressed through reality
For no man, not one
Will ever be good
Evil wears no hood
Because these labels, which we swear by
Large in size, fit for a demise
Madness is prescribed
We all step on heads to get by
No one is a hero, just people
Trying to be alive

I wish I could say
How I truly feel
But when you lose all feeling
It gets hard to describe it
Lost all my nerves, still getting nervous
A face of neutrality brings no satisfaction
How do I change a face I struggle to embrace?
The most moderate of actions
Take all the energy
Starting and finishing feels like a race
Tripping over the line, only to realize
I'm right back at the beginning.

On this day, I claim
Rebellion against the life we have made
Where millions are muted, mutilated
Muttering truth to give meaning to myths
Until they ******* muzzles
Our feelings are mutual
But we are not mutuals
More divides us than unites us
Mysticism is a mystery
With no solution, only excuses
Treated like the product we consume
Thrown, discarded, mass-produced
Is this why I feel weak with myself?
If peace is mythical
Burn the world down, make it rise as a phoenix

Everywhere I go
There's always something to remind me
Of another time
One where happiness bloomed in a cycle
Now it goes where the willows lay
One day, fine
Another day, struck down

Determination
Breaking new ground
To now, tolerating mundanity
Determining the loss of it all
The meaning didn't slip up, instead
It.
Fell.
Down.

When did offspring
Become an investment?
How does one parent
After years of neglect?
Why spread the blood
Of flaws and evil?
Bringing no other bonus
Except of course, for the workforce
Another camel to bear another load
Another simian to watch implode
Too much of one thing
Neglects all others
How can a universal principle not apply to us?
The ones who created all the glitz and glamor
Who struggle to digest harsh grammar
False pretenses only add more tension
So when I do not feel safe
Who can blame me?

The fool
Believes he is right
While the genius
Knows he could be wrong

Consider what you are
One who is able-bodied in life
Knows their place
Even when it is displeasing
We may have choice
But not over all things.

Chores rhyme with bore
Cause it makes us want to snore
Distractions from reality
Suffering in daily living, while promoting attraction
Such a chain reaction
Could never spell satisfaction without the "i"
For I for once realize
That with no message, who can be the sender?
The truth we have known
Applies to us alone
Separate fact from fiction
How can I do so, when everything has no prediction?
Today's fiction, tomorrow's friction
An addiction to contradiction,
I'd call this fancy diction if I wasn't being constricted

Closure of a terror campaign
Which first opened
To those behind bars
For they lost all things
And are cursed
To enter a world with nothing

Formulaic
Fit the mold with some cutout jokes
Replaceable
Disgraceful process
As a person
I must confess
Let me explain:
Such comedy found in humorous things
Yet all concepts can be considered
Funny to one
Something else to others
Perhaps hateful
Distasteful
Force a laugh?
Means it was never funny
To none
But executive mindsets
For success in such uncertainty
Variety is the prerogative.

Passing along knowledge
No questions asked
Myth or fact?
It is a legend, why not let it pass?
Well, legends can turn from famous
To infamous
Comedy to tragedy
Sunny to cloudy
Spreading envisions of life
With no clue of what life is
No one truly knows what they have
Until it disappears
Yet no one can speak in death
So to be wise
Must we figuratively die?
Hitting the bottom of the well
With no direction but forward
If only life was a hypothetical
Then it would be simpler
None of it is similar
After all
Being immersed in fiction
Leads to thinking in fantasy

Beautiful technology
Dividing our diverse psychology
Are we human if we can't do anything without it?
But how could it stop?
Corporations feel elation
Once the profit lines exceed expectation
No aspiration, only calculation
Cashing in on our passion
Refashioned to distant compassion

Considerable outrage
Suits some situations
Yet those who exploit it
Wear the suits

In my best health
Inside the worst world
Ignored by my mistakes
Isolated in a world of fakes
Ignorant to my best
Standing abjected, standing out
In my best defeat

Rushing
Toward the light in the tunnel
Wondering, what will I receive?
Will I be reborn through scorn?
Or does the journey end here?
I've risen from the bottom
Up to the top
I'm at the peak
I don't know how to stop.

Reduce
Reuse
Recycle
Righteous principles
Items to people, seen as equal
Reduce
Reuse
Recycle
Remade to serve
Reinterpreting the past
Reforming benefits for criminals
Recite your prayers for they are feckless
Reminiscing when you were reckless
Remaining ignorant, such a concept
Rewriting existence for it to make sense

Luchadore
Actor
Entertainer
All live out life in masks
To give blind entertainment
But when the veil becomes you
Surrender to the mass
For when it starts to slip
Ego trip ends, judgment begins

Impressionable minds
Latch onto broken ideologies
When the ship sinks
The captain escapes, on their backs

The community leaders
Heads of the clans
Shine toward peace
Yet, they cast a shadow
Anointed with power

Aesthetics
Embodied into a visage
Becoming beauty
Now, becoming obsessive
Why make a life revolving around a trend?
Separate the man from the clan
Lest the appearance turns deadpan

Today we ventured
Tomorrow we adventure
Yesterday we vented
No matter the day
All it takes is you
To bring out the best in us
Humanity with no vanity
Perfect unification
Boys and girls with no correcting
When clouds block our shine
We never whine and only delight!
Even when the days seem so long
I know you are with me
Our hearts beat in the style
Of our own stories

When did novelties
Become mandatory?
When did the cost
Go too high?
When did equality
Earn an asterisk?
A column of apathy
Culminating, self-sustaining
To those who own empathy
Wait for the day it turns you
To psychopathy

How we evolve
How we create
We change every day, year, century
The progress we make
Equivalence to a millimeter
On the universes' yardstick
Waiting for the day of reprieve
Even rats can only race for so long
So long gone
Conversion into centimeters
Still, so far gone
So far to go
Only so many years until it all goes stale
Looking for a place to bail
In a locked and sealed enclosure for closure
Waiting for the day
When we wake up to a new one

Strong eat the weak
But for parasites
The weak become a part of the strong

Every day is a task
Every action is a challenge
How can I be a champ
When every day I malfunction?
Dropping the trophy on the ground
Not vindictive
But indicative of the dividends
Which I lack
A screaming delinquent
With no more words
To satisfy you
I'd say I ruin the atmosphere
But down here, it died in the first-year

Manipulate the masses
To reach a state of numbness
Dulling a country
To take it over

You have not lived
Until the best memories
Become part of history

Significance
What is left in the ruins of humanity?
Peacefully asleep, no longer awake
Memories of dust, happy in silence
Wishes are born from a good heart
But in a land of barren souls
How can one save all?
Such a shade of depression
A replica of once was
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On days like this
I see familiar faces turn into strangers
I'm going nowhere but I feel like a traveler
Not in my own home, nor my nation
When it all ends
I hope it's a beautiful song
I'd want a lullaby over a metal song
For at the end of our days
Angst and terror will no longer reign
No king to usurp the throne
Cause when we are all gone
None can oppose
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My voice cannot return
My prayers have faltered
If I wanted an answer
I'd be better making one myself
Longing for treasured times
In a chest with no key
Waiting for the day
When all is forgotten
Living off of vague hope
That billions will drop the hubris
Band together and deny ignorance
But when I yell
I hear no echo
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This weight of the world
Cannot be sheltered alone
My skin and bones
Wish for the end of the unknown
I hear the music box
But the tune is continuous
The theme of all of us, going down swinging
What do I swing at? Where is the bat?
Down at the 9th with the dignity of a doormat
So uptight, lost my appetite
Nothing's black and white yet so many deceive
What is the birthright of humans that say "goodnight"?

Seperated by land
United by heart
No more
Dwelling in ruin
Open your mind
Fill it with glory!
One day
We will finally meet
Until then
Let's become greater.

How far will someone go
To fulfill their desire?

Missing the point
Must be trained by a stormtrooper
The goal is to unify
But you can't
When you're too focused on the "I"

The lives we live seem unnatural
Loving materials
Giving ourselves obstacles
Voyaging to other places
Watching plastic faces
Living in the mundane
Hating the day-to-day
Doesn't it make you bored?
Following the horde
Hiding the truth under floorboards
Behaving like warlords
Only giving out money to landlords
Lord of the door, it's all we can afford
Time draws near but you were never here
Despite it all, when I see nature
It all feels natural, it all feels related

Dancing in the street
The unkempt, unruly man
His personal parade, of song and dance
Does his music
Sound like ours?

Killing each other
Requires the prerequisite
Of killing our selves

Losing, lethargy
Got a problem, inertia
State of mind, stasis

When the guards of death
Escort me to hell
I will not be afraid
For I have resided there
Many years ago
A timeshare with Beelzebub
A penthouse with Lucifer
This is the hell I have been given
Not created, thrusted in

Giving life to the chronic
Comes across as ironic
Living not for themselves
But for the stubborn lifestyle
Of the life bringer
Never thinking to ask
If a life lived with a handicap
Truly yields pleasure or satisfaction
Depending on the person
A right to live
A right to die
When one is trespassed
How can the other survive?