I’ve been isolated for the longest
Have I gone crazy?
Or Have I just become aware of true reality?
It’s hard to make out what’s real & not
Honestly, I doubt people will understand its true meaning.
It’s compelling
Understand me, the true is sailing
Time is hanging from the tips of our fingers
The world is covered in a thick cloud of famine
Lingering and starving without even
Realizing it
Their bodies are empty
Minds in cased
Souls sold of twenty
This world lives inside an empty
Little box
Kept inside an empty room
Last thing to say, this world is doom
Humanity?
No, people lost their sanity
People only care just for vanity
Look between the lines
There is so much animosity
This world has lost its true colors
This world is black & white
The love and joy is completely out of sight
I tie a rope around my neck
Hopefully it keeps tight
I say one more prayer
I close my eyes and I say goodnight

Men and Women were put on this earth
To love or ****
A choice given by free will
Creation fights against religion
Where my soul is tampered with
Temptation
My temptation lingers for truth
Where war births it’s
Greatest creation for devastation
How do you know life has meaning?
If you were to die
Would it ever seem to matter?
Your dreams are finally shattered
Reading a book
With old a traditional meaning
Curiosity wonders for a different meaning
Where curiosity is left to question
Where question leads to silence
Where silence becomes a rebellion
Rebellion becomes reality once again
Men and women greatest dreams are their
Greatest nightmare
Where life loses meaning
Is knowledge worth keeping?
Is life worth seeing through ignorant eyes?
Will truth be out ultimate demise?

It’s coming around again
Life through psychedelic eyes
Where everything and everyone is priced
My soul is sliced
Where truth is dealt with a dice
Gambling to see the light
Taking apart my brain
Amnesia memory
Feeling drained
Being slain from being happy again
Being forced fed
Lies and acceptance
Where freedom is left
With a bullet coming from a
Chamber of a gun
Where blood fertilizes
The soil
Let life begin to stream a new born
Shall it be deemed from the truth?
As my body is picked clean
Scattered never to be seen
You foul fiend
I yet to seize a day
That is mines
Feeling high
Just to cry
It’s so hard to die
It’s time to let myself
Be free again.

I’m far from a convivial thought
Separated by a thin knife
Who would have thought I ****** you tonight?
I poured a cup of red wine
You’re blood is all around me
Here’s a toast
For which I have not to long
I’m contented to your smile on my wall
With your eye ***** nailed to wall
Hey at least you can see around me
It’s funny I can almost hear you calling me.
You failed to keep your voice shut
And I have a love emotion
For sticks and stabs
Mother, what can I do?
Shut up! No more can be said.
I proceed to place her hand on my hand.
I started to peel the ends of her finger tips
Then I started to pin her down like a butterfly
with its wings torn from it.
It’s hard to make out if I saw a tear drop
Or another blood drop.
All I can see is a hollow face
With a hollow emotion
With a hollow glare.
Hey at least smile
As I open her smile widely.
I fear she will escape!
I have nailed her down to the ground
Where everyone can see
I began to ask my people to begin painting, but with no response in return
I’m out of various colors as I told the empty seat.
I only have one red color.
I’m out of paint brushes,
But I have only her bones and hair
Use them.
It’s night time!
I always wonder what was in you head.
I began to cut a thin strip of her head
as I began to stitch it on my forehead.
A jaunt adventure to inside your head shall give me more ideas.
I see a skeleton grave
I’m aware that you’re looking at me
And I shall bring you back
I wanted to abate your body
to save time.
Oh well…I’ll just take to soul
For which is true beauty
As I return to my room
I can still see you’re in the same position from the night I left you.
I see that the red has gone away
And I believe it’s time to play with the clay.
I dislike how you were standing.
I believe if I ripped your arms so
You’d not try to escape.
I’ll blindfold you so you won’t endure my cold bidding of creation.
I must say you look like that justice statue.
There’s no crime here!
I shall not pay for Justice!
Art is what I’m trying to create.
My ambivalence to love you, you my dear was hard because
I hated that you were my art
I regret cutting your face, but it’s too late.
OH GOD! All I can see is disgusting carrion!
WHERE IS THE BEAUTY IN THIS?
I THROUGH MY ARMS AROUND HER
TALK TO ME **** IT! WHAT AM I DOING WRONG
I'M FINALLY FAILING AT MY WORK
SPEAK I COMMAND YOU!!
DO NOT HIDE ANYTHING FROM ME
I BEGAN CUT HER DOWN
CUTTING HER BIT BY BIT
STICHING AND REATACHING HER
CHOPPING HER UP
REMOVING PARTS FROM HER.
AHHH! MY MASTER PIECE IS RUIN!!
I GRAB HER BODY
FOR WHICH IT USELESS NOW.
As I through her aside
I begin to stare at the moon
And wonder where did I go wrong?
Then I spotted the light of the moon
Shinnying down on my creation.
A tear drop finally fell upon me.
All I had to do was just stare at her
Admire her
Endure her beauty
Bath in it
And appreciate it  
Such a simple thing was suppose to be done
Beauty is something simple
Did not require dismembering her.
At last I demonstrated aesthetic values of beauty.

"Life is a cryptic, allusions misleading the enlighten path to which we have no conclusion. The mind sleeps, while the soul griefs. Imprison the eyes that can't see; ignorance becomes bliss. We harbor a disease that eliminates peace & harmony of mind & soul. Life is ****** out of us from a black hole. Born from a dying mother, the heavens are set on fire, my eyes & tongue are cut, which the demon requires. Tell me again father, when will this be over, I want to believe a land of glorious textures, will we ever learn to escape this dream or fall asleep deeper to an infinite realm of empty vessels of dying souls?

As I put my hands together
I wrap around the rosary of hope
The minutes fall
Across my hand
I yet to hear your voice
To my dear friend, I say goodnight.
A terrible message
I only wish it was a trick
I try not to think, but it’s something I have to face.
The trumpet will sound its horn
Until the morning will bring upon
Let’s hope you’re born again
I’ll never forget your name
A true friend you were
And still are
I send my guardian angel to make sure you’re okay
I can’t face this truth
A pain that can’t walk away
A day I could wish to tell you,
You’re the man
An hour to reminisce
A minute to shake your hand one last night
Tonight I will say goodnight.
To a friend, it’s hard to close my eyes
Never would I have thought an image of you would disappear
A person who is brilliant as the mind
Never again would you have to cry
Farewell to a friend, remember you’re forever in my heart and others
To a friend, I say goodnight my dear great friend.

Condemned to a body that can not move,
Speak, or even have the strength to open one eye
I’m paralyzed
Drenched in a foul smell of fear
Barely have the will to scream
My tongue is stitch
Within my mouth
My vocal chords are ripped from my neck
To endure the agony the bleary world has secluded me to
With enough will power I was able to slightly open my left eye
The atmosphere of my surrounds was not the world the walked upon
A world of constant shock
Hostility
Animosity
With the little strength I had to move my eye was enough torment to bear
A world that is hard to explain
Only to be there to feel its ugly nature
A world that blinds the eye
To have your soul collapse
In the state hopelessness
No returns
Parasites feeding off the joyful thoughts of lovely memories
That soon turns into bitter nightmares
That becomes reality
Voices from left & right
That ridicules you for hope,
But in reality it just wants you to suffer its pain
Laugh; be amused, you’re its toy of pleasure
Desperately I try to move
Scream for help
Or even cry, just to feel something other then misery
At the moment of silence
Easily manipulated like a child
For candy
I thought this world of torment was over, but only to see a bleary man standing at the corner of this deluded world
Watching me as if nothing has happen
Why do you stand there?
Why do you mock me?
Are you even human?
WHAT ARE YOU?!?
No response, but only more pain is afflicted when it starts approaching me
Facing death literally 2 feet away from me is terrifying enough
No poor soul should endure this madness
In honesty, Death, cruel punishment of every soul’s demise I advert you on this grim second of my life
Strike me as you please, just end this horrid madness
And let me escape this world I dare not to think.
I soon to reawaken into the land of the living
Grateful to have chattered the unfortunate chains
Of the world of the unpalatable madness lurking around us
Despite of this ordeal
I feel this is only the beginning of something that yet to seize us into its world of disaster.