I float endlessly

Through endless oceans
Of absolution

When the time is right
I will materialize

Until then
I float

Cut my tongue
And Slip me poison
Strike a match
And watch me burn

I yearn for nothing
Its abysmal
So scorch my flesh
And warp my broken mind

Intimate darkness
Before your existence
intimate darkness
After

A social engineering construct
Generated by the elite few
To ravage and forsake our world.
The same few,
Who would send your brothers and sons
To die across seas
In brutal massacres
and meaningless battles
Over invisible lines
And ancient history.

The puppet masters tug the strings
And we dance.
Addicted consumers
Everyone is a trend setter…
Begging for attention
And validation
As this world self implodes,
We are all addicted to our own demise.
And we scroll
The toxic algorithms.