Is it just me
Or is everything around suspicious?

Malicious lies, intent unknown,
Poison spread by the government themselves
They want to **** us all!
Population control,
Multi media distraction, the slow seeping of knowledge
Middle class, twice removed
Vaccines = Down syndrome
Pharmaceuticals want us to be sick
All their information’s a trick
For our voice to be shunned

****** plots
Web of lies
Certain celebrity parties
Purposeful inflation
Closing of numerous investigations
No found explanations
Aliens..
CIA experimentations
9/11, an inside job
John F. Kennedy’s arranged assassination
New world order
Project 2025
Nuclear war? only the rich will survive

Oh how the human mind is filled with such ideas..
But then again, how do you know I’m not one of them

King’s reigning hand on top of his jester’s cap
Wind in both their eyes, and fire descending from the sky

Snow in oblivion.

King’s castle down unto the earth
He knew the bet was lost- known for a long time.
And thy nursing vines regrow
Although not accustomed to the distorted confusion,
Of reality.
Alongside, The moon pours it’s sympathy down upon them
It’s hands on nature’s heart

Snow in oblivion

Tantalizing thoughts rush through the blood
In king’s veins
His hand still resting upon the cap
Tears stream down his opulent clothes,
Wealth matters no longer.
His laughing companion for a short while remains quiet
His once vibrant chuckle,
Now only an echo that continues across the horizon.
The silence moves mountains,
Forces a slight bow of his head,
His cap falls slow-motion.

Snow in oblivion

And bravely he takes the hand of his lord,
Picks up a sharped piece of limestone from the castle
His grand, insubstantial castle,
And slowly pushes it into the hand
Deeper
please
Deeper.
King does not move
He yearned to suffer for something,
Needed, longed for it
Is what his flesh manifested into his heart
And the silence, suspended by his “royal” blood
gushing forth from his skin

Drop, drip
Snow in oblivion.

It was neither’s fault for the world’s collapse
Eventually it was bound to transpire.
Nothing was of merit forthwith,
Their sole purpose forgotten,
Stolen.

Falling with no intention,
He lays with himself
And fantasizes of an age where his resolve was absolute
Now the only motive is to end it all
And wait for his mirth to recover from the edges of his world;
Bring him value- he cannot produce

They are the oblivion in snow

Constrained positivity
Strained face and eyes
Borne tears of yours, but happy too
You confuse me
You delude me
Always tension in the air
But I’ve learned to breathe fine.
Any utopian thought I’ve made
Quickly gets drenched in fire
When I trip, or laugh weirdly
My world becomes unbalanced
By those ricocheting laughs
And their closed minded anthem
“Clumsy *** Carter, clumsy..”
To this day I hear it in the beat of music
Or the rhythm of the church bells
Most recently, the thump thumping of my heart
Locked away sealed inside,
Charismatic trumpets crafted with pride
Delivered isolation
And paranoic concentration
Don’t trip
Don’t put myself in awkward positions
Don’t.

So now when I see you cry
I can’t help but feel..
Nothing.
No empathy left for you
Or myself.

It’s my closed minded anthem now
Let it consume your life.

Pause

Rewind

Play

In forthcoming
  It might have been nice

To give you a reminder
  Instructions, possibly

I’ve only left you duct-tape
  To fix what I’ve broken

So you see,

My father is gone now, passed away
“Keep on smiling”
Is what’d he say
But till this day
I can’t give way

To the tears when the children
Are out there in play
With toys at the park, unbeknownst to the fade
Of the memories at stake
Neurotic gold
Under sun’s rays
Opportunities - but in sickness of health
And I cry,
Yes I cry
How can anyone keep smiling
When my brain isn’t surviving
And I’m left with these tapes
Low quality, garbage
The only good videos are in my mind
But they are too now dissipating

So I just lay and never sleep
Or eat anymore,
In the white clean fresh room
Chained to the bed
beep, beep
One look at the window
Is what my head will allow
The only thing that it can do now
My muscles are weakened,
I’ve forgotten how to walk
And now to talk
So all I have left is my rotting mind
And the grin I’ve kept frozen all this time
For the day I meet him back in heaven
So I can say
“I’ve kept on smiling”

Can you fix me?

Thy evening candle’s flicker glows like stars at night
Through gentle breezes borne by evening’s smoke
Debris left by day’s fierce returning flare
Best known in twilight’s tending, hidden care
From dawn to dusk the candle endures,
Once belonged to the man who’d take walks by the shores
For his imprint on the earth is forever spoke
By the chirps of the birds and melted wax on the floors
Of mother earth’s grassy plains
And in the memories of those who by his passing have been torn
Though unspoken wishes remain,
Once let by his tongue, in the rain he adored.
Clinging desperately onto the wind that carries
Until his words are lost in thy golden flame,
And his speech gone in dust by it’s own accord.