O Holy,
I beckon a folly
Of grandeur, delusion
Or Illusion of not, I fought
To question a purpose
A burden, bore alone
To awaken the masses
To fire and fate.

Once earth and twice air
And water between
Divides, O Divide
Depart to the other side
Things that are
And things that are not
I sought to conquer the answer
A problem, solitary
To enslave the masses
To fire or fate.

O Fire, below us
Between us, besiege us
Killing, blood spilling
A rage of consequence
If only one death
Were enough, if only one
Life, to explain the
Eternal equation, solved.

O Fire, cease to burn!
Allow us to comprehend,
All existence and yours, we
Are all but tiny ores of sores
Imperfection, to die at our own hands
By a fire and fate
I contemplate a dismal
Perpetual, eventual
Consensual, death
At any rate.

Speed on the
Mirror highway
Lanes and lines
One after no where
On and off-ramp
Stuck in traffic
Lucid acid
Flaccid masses
Classes filled
With stupid *****
Crooked cops
And ******* crashes
Head-on collision
Illusive vision
Elusive division
Intrusive mission
Through a tube
And up your nose
****, who knows
Where nowhere goes
How to get there,
Why I'm going,
What I'm doing,
Who'll be there.
I have no plan,
Nothing is written
In stone.
I'll
Figure something out.
Of sight and in
My mind.  I'm coming
Short of coherency.  Free
Writing poetry never works
In my favor.  I'm just drifting
Away into the
End of the dark sideline.
Through a tube, spiraling,
Stumbling mumbling,
Blundering blindly and
Mindfully striding
Across infinite tiles
Endless, black and white,
Checkerboards.  I am the
Grey area.

Life has
Wounded my body.
Eyes, ears, nostrils
Mouth, all
Lacerations
for my soul
To bleed.

A leap
Alive
A dive
To one
Become
Forever numb
If it's any
Consolation
I wasn't
Jumping
Away from you.

I'd run
A hundred
Thousand
Miles away
Before I made
The decision
To fade
Into obscurity
Insanity
And immortality.

The best of
Us fail
The test of
Faith.  I would
Certainly study
Life in
Order
To succeed
Myself.

Confined to eternal asphyxiation
They live a suffocated existence
No hope to regain what they took for granted
They showed no regard for earth, air, or water
This polluted wasteland, their planet

They cannot love each other anymore
Their punishment is solitude and xenophobia
What privileges they had, once upon a time
Affection and love, and interpersonal immersion
Now doomed, forever, to be alone

In this world destroyed by greed, desire, and lust
For power, the human beings atone,
They do not deserve to be alive, let alone
To walk aware of their wrongdoings
They should have been erased

I would have loved to be the executioner
Of billions sinful, lying, cursed, wretched,
Vile, incessant, promiscuous, vicious, insidious,
Slimy, wily, evil creatures humans are
Instead I have become their saviour

I feel no pity or sympathy for the Devils
They became in exchange of their materialism
I see them walk in masses of melancholy, loneliness
As I once did for which they showed no regard for me
And heartless, I ignore their silent cries for help

You are sentenced to life in prison, one like no other
Free to live in a society which shows more confinement
Than any man-made cell or coffin
Elements you took for granted shall be stripped away
Your sinful quest for immortality has led you accordingly

It is forbidden to breathe the air you polluted,
Drink the water you tainted, eat the fruits of the earth you destroyed
Your senses will be nullified and your spirits
Crushed as this planet was insufficient
For your corrupted existence .

The cloudy nightmares,
Images of pasts, repressed
Forever dying

Their tombs are destroyed,
Gateways to the collections
Violently *****

Given a **** or
Second thought to understand
Tragic endeavors

Numbness overcomes
And overshadows, under
Dark circumstances

Sly, insidious,
Uninspired, and flawless
Miracles occur

Alone in my world
Stoicism has benefits
No one else matters

Dreaming, believing,
Living, thinking, and feeling,
But never kneeling

Twelve, thirty-seven,
Six-million ways to die, but
One to stay alive

These letters are filled with despair, heartache
Pain, lives lost, found, and lost again.
I can only accept responsibility for so long, apologize so many times
I can only take the blame until I reach a point
I cannot do it anymore.

These letters are filled with missed opportunities,
Sighs of sorrow and full of emptiness
I can only take so much disrespect
Disregard, ignorance, playing games
Why do you all do this?

Why do you lie? Why can't you tell me the truth?
As much as I want to be in control, I cannot lie to your face
I cannot have ulterior motives and
Tell you things you want to hear
Honesty is a small token given, a large one received

If being innocent, naive, and too nice is my only crime
I would rather be imprisoned and alone than be "free" amongst liars
If avoiding accountability like gunshots gets you by,
By all means, I have taken bullets for the world
A world I know nothing about.

I am not worth another glance
A penny for your thoughts, is half of my two cents
That I would gladly give to know why you would do
Such acts, that you dismiss as unimportant
But mean the world to me.

Society, the people's forum
Where they learn about the rules and
Meet each other, understand the game
That they play every moment
They each introduce themselves
As one who abides by the social law
And convene in larger numbers
With those who are very much the same

They chit and chat and shoot the ****
They liff and laugh and moot on it
But what of those who aren't a part of it?
Simply because they just don't fit?
This is learned at a young age,
From our childhoods, life's book's first page
Rippling, growing, til' it reaches a stage
Until you're all alone, trapped in your head's cage

And God can't play the shepherd to the sheep
Can't bring you back to the flock
You're tired, worn, can't breathe or sleep
You age faster than the clock
The paranoia inside your mind grows strong
You're anti-social, not after long
Sideways thinking, upside down
A kingdom of one, you bear the crown

Psychotic sins and torture played
Thanatos and Eros, pleasure forbidden
More real to oneself, to the others, one fades
And appeals to oneself to make it all forgiven
In the social circus, in your own ring
Universes you ponder, death songs you sing
You recluse your mind, lost without intent to be found
For solitary freedom bests being amongst company, bound.