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

Alchemist, the architect of my sorrows
The only time life matters is in the autopsy
Black Dahlia
Always proclaim, "these are the best year of your life"
Yeah?
I cannot overcome strife.
The behemoth hasn't been beheaded
By day, hollow.
By night, I wallow.
If life is a pursuit of pleasure
Why have the other emotions?
Comotion, message received
Never took an oath, my mind is broken
Cradle of filth
I'd reach for the bleach
But then I'd be sterile, a mannequin with no thrill
Fighting the "negative" feelings
If only such a concept truly existed
Right, wrong, moral, immoral
Words to distract us
From the ones putting poison on the map
Discount rap, these writings are crap
I could spend all day rhyming, to try and sound smart
But I'll leave you with this:
The anthem of humanity
Should be called "Glass Sympathy"

Dropped down to the floor
Excavated my valor
Glamour? Behind time.

Dropped a candy
Round as a bra cup
Brightly labeled with a "T"
Striped
Blue and white
Wonder what it could mean
Fast forward
Two years
Look back
Down into the crevice
Abandoned land
Did it move?
...
What was that noise...?
It's about time
The ingredients were revealed

School bell's siren call
Here they yell, teacher's care
So why can't you?

The sun shines bright
My eyes shine like copper
The birds sing
But they sound like cries
People sit on the grass
But their faces run dry
Sunglasses and sun
To reject the projection
This world is a beauty
Our world is a beast
I would go outside
But my feet are tired of falsity

Why do sea creatures
Wreak havoc on ships?
Is it an invasion of territory?
Establishment of dominance?
How do they perceive our attempts at transportation?
Many kinds, from distant nations
Folklore may sound fake
But the struggle reveals some reality
Nature versus our evolution
Invading territory turns life into a horror
If only we learned
From our own species glory
We may label oceans
But from the commotion
They are the ones whose loss breaks into emotion
A cycle of locomotion, a home called an "ocean"
So once the guardians come out
How can we act surprised?
Asking "Why do you disturb our home?"
We reply "Because we need more for our home."
The struggle persists, no matter man or fish.

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

They say we are the apex predator
As we live on a planet
Which throws disasters
Of natural elements
If we own this world
Why can our lives unfurl?
We still have some control
But for how long?
As the restrains slip
We lose ourselves to the natural law:
Every action has two reactions
But when billions of people
Throw toxin into space
We act like there's one
Like an estranged lover
We only remember what affected us
Like an aging samurai
We have lost our drive to fight

Some days
I can feel when things are wrong
Twisted and mangled
Feeling dismantled
End of the day
Wishing I could do
Something to make life
Less hectic for you
Comes with existence
No one read the fine print

Peace and serenity
Forever a dream
With no behind-the-scenes
Making of a fake screen
Turning me green
At least the frogs know
When it's time to croak
Serenity
is
Obscenity

Shadow canine
Stop taunting me
Still, you appear
I'm over her passing
Came to terms
Years in the past
Are you a sign?
Of something
I cannot comprehend
Or a reality
I refused to face
Shadow dog
Fugitive of no crime
Fleeing from reality
Cause my mind
Tells me what I want
I'll admit, I'm afraid
Don't know how to fix this
Leave me alone
She wouldn't want this to stay

We know why it rains
The clouds colliding
Suffocating the sun
Bringing forth life
Pouring over our heads
While we focus on strife
Our life is rife
Knife in hand to cut away the darkness
We know why it rains
But it never did anything
To stop it from falling

In the back of my mind
I remember a dream
My eyes had shot open
Assaulted by sounds
The ocean? I hear the waves.
I hear giggling
Not menacing, comforting
Is that a woman?
Does she recognize me?
I want to look closer
But, I see no face
What is this place?
No clues, no trace
Who is the figure?
Why does she linger?
I try to reach out with my fingers
Oh, she's gone, figures
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It's raining now
How long is this dream?
Is the message not received?
I can't see what I'm wearing
...
Who is that?
Standing at the threshold of water and sand
The woman from before, was this all planned?
She's soaked, wearing the same clothes as before
An umbrella? Was this always here?
I walk closer, yet I feel distant
The blank face turns to me
Wait, eyes, a mouth
A face has been revealed
Is she crying or has the rain marked its meal?
Her lips, they're moving...no sound?
"I'm sorry."
Huh?
She's walking into the ocean, drowning with no commotion
Locomotion, I need to run
Why is she crying?
What have I done?
How come I can't speak?
When will this dream find a theme?!
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Gasping, choking
Awake in a box of night
What was that dream?
I feel my face
Water...
Tears?
Are these out of fear or was it that severe?
...
I want to see her again
Maybe next time
I can shelter her from the downpour
...
If only I could've done it before.

Truth varies
On who you ask
A constant source
For confusion, not clarity
No wonder no one can agree
Because the lingo used
Only applies to humanity
Who swim forward like manatees
Ignoring the sights and sounds
For routine, dreams
All parts of the scene
Every act has a curtain call
When will the curtain fall?

On the road
I run forward
Shatter the glass pane
Ignore the pain
Yet all I do
Brings dents to the iron
Never, did I have the strength
But as my head will rise
I'll be born anew
As I turn around
So many crying on the ground
How can I guide them
With a voice that never bloomed?
When will the pain end?
What more can I do?

Done with all my tasks
While the clowns trade masks
Cast into a casket
Older than Damascus
It seems like today, probably tomorrow
All people do is what they have to
But never what they want to
Confined to the clock
Always in a hurry
Rushing for the door; bottleneck
Rush hour, every hour
What notion are we trying to elect?
No time for a party
No place for a break
All I see is busy feet and hurt soles
Where is the soul?
When will life become gold?

Leaves twirling about
Changing face as seasons pass
Us, identical

Something more than skin-deep
All our actions are measured by transactions
Destitute freedom peeling under
The ruthless might of our system
One day, one life, one to see proof
Glistening eyes turn from bright to fright
Shining stars now hidden by tears
Celebrations with no fanfare
I can no longer lie, my dear
This life we wanted will not reappear
Profiteers and racketeers
Stole away our loving frontier
As I remain steadfast and sincere
The world reminds me
To struggle and remain sinister
Like a falling angel

We live in a time
Of impossible expectations
That require immediate solutions
Maybe that's why
We're all mad, down here

Silence:
An absence of sound
Still conveys plenty

Once you ask for advice
And get no answer
It is silent guidance
Filtered by experience

How can you say
To just quit something?
Can you rewind your mind?
Like a track? Is this hip-hop?
How can a brain know everything
But never say anything?
In the march of time
Solutions do not spring
They need cultivation and elation
Maybe that explains
The state of all nations

Legends have come to stay!
Soldiers of iron
Horses in position
Raised to defend
Glorious an effort!
Preventing an unsightly war
Maybe it could
Raise our productivity
At the cost of the populace
Is it worth the sacrifice?
I'd say yes
Yet...
That's not for me to resolve
I keep those who thrived
And once died
Still alive
Despite my sight
My voice refuses to die
Legends will always stay.

Sir, I would like to wake up
My time of shame has ended long ago
I was scheduled for before
But here I am now
Ready to be sheltered from the disaster
But, what do I run from?
How can a threat be in my mind?
DNA inside, code needs a redesign
Born into apathy, such a tragedy
Sir, I would like to ask you
Should I wake up?
Or sleep, for peace inside?

Tell to no other
Words which remain exclusive
Capable of ruin

Blackest night
Absence of light
Line of light passes through the cracks
Take a glimpse
Too much for me
No one else it could be
Except for the daily check-in
Everything around my head
Pictures of static
For my emotion
Locked in the attic
Cannot analyze
The heart behind it all
Darkness is merely the absence of light
Yet deep inside resides plenty of strife
Asking me to survive
For what?
The faucet no longer pours
Only drips until it's sealed
Thankfully the mirror
Too dark to see
The scars within my iris
A large chamber for liquid
In a minute
It could be my new home
Come visit my catacomb
Found the cure to my syndrome.

As I get older, things get grosser
Called for a grown-up but I never showed up
Fear for the future
That I can no longer change
Anger for the present
Bowing to overlords for simple accords
Sorrow for the past
That I wish could have lasted
Joy becomes inverse
Now all I beg for is a reverse
Life is a gift until it becomes a curse
My existence itself is adverse
I do not want to become a role to rehearse
I want to be free, I want to converse
No chance to reimburse my debt to the universe
But as I get older, things only get worse
As I get older, death becomes closer
Maybe then, my pain will disperse
For I am the one who will write my final verse

Need to get out of bed
It's a chore
A fight in itself
But only
Cause you're scared
Don't worry
I'll help you out of bed
Each day
More taxing than the previous
I can't stand
The way it is either
But do we have many choices?
So just get up
Become entwined with my joy
Don't be scared
It'll be alright
Harsh times will soon get replaced
With days where
You want to get out of bed

False truths
True lies
Hiding in plain sight
You can be anything you want!
But others will judge you
You have no limitations!
But your environment has shackles
You are simply the best!
But you will never be at the top
You should be kind to others!
But take advantage of their needs
For gain, for fame, no matter the pain
Look around, look down
True lies have eyes that dramatize
False truths have tongues that define the youth
Welcome to the world, welcome to the worst
Welcome to the last time of your first half-truth

Things I used to recall
Crystal clear
Slowly fading
Silhouettes
Of what once was memorized
Every detail
Mixed for another
Is this how it feels...
To grow?

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

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?

When the days go by
Slow as elderly grandmothers
Tendencies turn to luxuries
One game
Simple flight
To explore a world
No combat
Nothing harmful
Just bliss.
Piano keys illustrate
A reason why
Such an experience
Had to exist.
Whether I should cry
Longing for times of little care
Or smile
For not forgetting how far I've come
Maybe...
It's okay to do both.

The more I interact
The less I detract
Misdeeds are tracked
While my eyes retreat from contact

Under the mouth
Under the muscles of his eyes
Take him not for granted
He may look like us
But surprises come when least expected

Sound the alarm
There has been an assault
On our systems
Fundamental crutches
Holding us in safety
Artificial danger
In a landscape built on so much
Don't touch anything
Minimizing damage is futile
Cracked like an egg
Sunny-side up, no pepper spice
Barely see the yolk
Call us yokes
Knowledge they possess
Terrifies a whole nation
Here's the real circumstance:
Highschool kids
The ones who did this
Hunkered down
In a state of gold
Comedy gold, to them
Not any of us
What's the point of causing a fuss?

All my friends
They are so close
But feel so far
Distant hollow stares
Are they alive or hanging on?
To the end of a rope or through the knot?
I could never be them
They could never be me
Yet, I stare into their eyes
Wondering, pondering
Do they know what they are anymore?

Castle walls crumble
Revealing treasure daily
Universal fact

Showing off what my mind
Recalls with swift
Memory is thrown into hyperactivity
Is it all significant
Or rambling on a wall?
Insanity unspoken

Crimson minds
So divine
Tantalizing
Fantasizing about infighting
As we question what exactly drive means
Today is a mistake
Tomorrow will be moronic
Never iconic

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

King of a zero
Fault is mine, wail in the night
Faded money, rags

Drifting, spinning
Dancing to two tempos
Slow and steady
Fast and fierce
Once upon a time
Our rhythm intertwined
Tangled, never mangled
Until you started dancing
To someone else's tempo
I kept dancing, always forward facing
Hoping one day soon
We could waltz again
Under the pale moon
Where the rhythm can be set
By our hearts, beating anew

Have we truly grown?
Or...
Are we still buds
Waiting to bloom?

Perfection, standard
Criteria varies with all
No definition

The child--
Believes in extremes
The adolescent--
Changes on a whim
The adult--
Understands the truth
The senior--
Has neither time nor energy to change it

If only they communed
With one another

Ruination comes not from exterior forces
But interior quarrels

We pull down statues
For we know that
Soon, there will be no one left
To gaze upon them

Upon a first glance
Put into a trance, decide
What tag goes outside

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