Taking back all of which was seen.
Time is elusive now, no where to run from your dreams.
Onward bound, gagged, displeased,
Criminalized for the things I've done.
Now its all just a game of there fun.
And now I'm the one insane!

Privacy is no longer a honorable sculpture of a word.
Sealed with a fist, ignorance is somewhat bliss.
For I'm guilty of the hit or miss.
Shrouded for cover, but thou shall not fear,
If and when I wonder, could the end be so near.

Cons-fearacy blunder,
Antagonize the ones whose cornered.
When all **** hits the fan,
And the lifting of your shutter of your cam.
Dehumanizing one-another,
From a spit-full can.
Rattalizing as if so empty.
For no one hears what your saying.
Cos its all just so pretending, as they mend.
You hear what I'm saying?
X-ACT-LIE

All hope is lost, your fallacy is disapproved
   Images up rest through hidden faces, no longer looking confused.
What the **** is my realty, only a fraction of your fantasy!
Quite content, but rather a bit bored, in fact you can't handle my imagination, because it's out of this controlled false door!

Excreting your mental capacity, I consume your conscientiousness and spew it over across all platforms, displaying how toxic you really are!

Misery, C.O.D., tormented chaos,
A hatred towards your pre-disposition,
I disapprove of your condescending stature.

Crashing and bashing,
Creating a chaotic scene!

No more excuses,
Now that you're down on your knees.
Begging for the approval of your long expired plead!

You might as well be exasperated,
Upon your final dis-useful breath!

Because were now  both for certain,
That your going down in my Black Book of Suffering death!

Your just a wasteful being too me,
Not no more are you worthy then the
Antagonizing, ignorant, tormented, confused,
Everyday deraignment of my pain and misery!

Deranged and misplaced in a world of deceit                                                                            Morals fade as hypocrisy defeats your belief                                                                                 Profound thoughts pleading for sanity die at the words of those around me                                                                       Deprived of sleep and affection in an apathetic state of depression                                                                       Drenched in hate and separated from truth I hid in my mind                                                              The darkest place I’ve ever been was my own mind                                                                                         Light abandoned in the background died down and I fell in the shadows
Obscurities in desolate caverns tortured my sanity                                                                             Drained of life my soul found comfort with demons I created in my heart                                                  Alone in nostalgia I created beliefs that made sense to a mad man and accepted them gladly             An immense loathing for happiness and a mind fixated on destroying all things pure                    The light was murdered never to be seen again gone forever and drowning in sin                             Filled with blood blacker than night and a mind too sadistic for the world                                                   My body was armour filled with a demon
Placidly screaming for freedom chaos followed me as night does the day                                                         The mind is gone and the body is a shell weaker than self-control I teased myself with                           I was a plaything for evil sitting in the depths of my own Hell                                                            Constructing complications that have never even seen life my mind was deceived                                           I took pleasure in hate and anarchy and perceived love to be a lie                                                               The outside seemed dejected and the inside was infected with insanity conjured from demons  My soul fled to recess formed by blades of hate
Chains forged in the lake of fire bound me to my own pathetic sub conscious                                           Lost in the dark, searching for intellectual reasoning I quit….                                                                    All was dull… Hate and Evil became boring... Love and compassion was long extinct                                           There was nothing left, my soul remained but as purposeless as the body it inhabited         Incoherent and abandoned, forsaken by none yet all in my judgment                                                       I was below mankind and became prey for the living dead                                                                        My soul altered into physical animosity The pleasures of the world were miserable                                                                                               Light avoided me and persons overlooked me                                                                                                   My body lay, rotting, praying for an escape but death would be an imprisonment of solitude                          The concept of Hell was ravishing and the indication of pain was tempting                                        Blood of my body paints the earth from crawling towards an end.. Would there be an end?  Surely none are as wretched as I… I say cremate the wretched.                                                                                                                   Praying for Hell from the Almighty God who knows all perspectives yet offers a choice
God creates us with a voice to be heard yet he knows the outcome                                                                                      Therefore wouldn’t be crafting souls to be hurt?

How much more can I take of the entities, the evilness, which LIES inside of me
Not much more than with what you could abstain,
I've shown you most of all my deviant ways!
      the anger, the suffering, the antagonizing pain
      it's all too real now…
                           …playing with insanity, is not a game to be played
Your dreams of reality are swept aside,
Like no one ever seemed to care or bother or even wonder why?
Whilst you only sat there and confused yourself in solitude
Doing the things you do, saying the things you said you'd do
so many writing of thoughts many misconstrued
Honesty was the best thing ever taught too you!
The anxiety lead into deep COGNOTION, counter-reaction, try to defeat the ignition    
They could never observe the substantial features,
         distorted faces…….. Surrounding me !
         abstract creatures desperately haunting me!
Constant observation, torrent horror feeding a way to obscure my day.
Life living demons , I've struck the gate wide open.
My sanctuary thought to be secured
Plundered and exploited, invaded, deprived of.
distinguished my nobility of my characteristic pride…
my sanctuary denied … a test of intellectualistic     pyschoanalystical dehumanized control!
The battle situates, no compromises
                                      set fort now!
                        The Obscurities of the Mind
The next days dialed in , intrepid discretely, recon disengaged of your sorry *** situation just got bitterly disarrayed, to far astray!
     THIS IS THE INVASION OF YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE!!!
                                                    ­     Written by: M.j.Merrifield