Some days are easier than others

The problem with knowing your brand of madness fondly

You no longer have a scapegoat for the bad days

The mirror is ever present as you question this irrational thought or that one

Growing momentum with each doubt you unwillingly fine tune your calamity

When you feel the weight of full corners its time to ride

But these avenues perpetuate loneliness

So you wait for that old feeling to pass
or indulge a chemical distraction

Pushing aside times thievery you say morning will come clear and content

But your sun beams shine cold in a summers heat

Last night's crutch gathers inside the stomach

You expel acids and dark matter
splattered on white tile shine

Wiping off your mask you position it hurriedly

Knowing a casual observer isn't hard to come by

Rinse and repeat this world turns to a mad song

But it is yours

I was brought into this world by way of time capsule

I refused entry knowing the light was too bright for adaptation

So they tore me from my best and pulled me into the cold

Crying for those warm roots

They washed and clothed me in earthly attire

Years goes by

Pictures captured
fed and dusted
Promise for the future

Life played a game
one where nothing is as it seems
Those dreams become reality
but it still leaves holes unfilled

Introduced to chemical imbalance by way of hysteria

I know my tragedies are nothing special

Nobody makes it to the other side unscathed

Recycle a soul and hope for brighter days

People hurt and cast aside
nerves pinched and walls built
Fleeting attention for the outsider product of the speed generation

A quarter century comes

Recluse by confusion
observer by design

Oh you people

Pull down the earth and let it burn for the next fifteen minutes of fame

Boredom consumed the planet
that is a terrifying notion

We spark up the beggar
wrench and teeth amusement
A Lincoln for pay
and YouTube bound

I no longer see the faces
only ripples of regret
Timelines stack the accusations
child innocents no longer

These chemical reactions become more sinister

Dodge a train while looking for the next ******

These screens seem too grow more nefarious

Breaking down the obscene for easy transportation

Rides through time but I stay stationary

Small finds relieve the angst  
but these pains still resonate

Joint stiff from stagnant confines
and this sky bends from abuse

But a ***** of salvation is created

I climb fast hoping for an easy endeavor

I doubt anyone ever makes it to the bottom

Sleep was never my friend or enemy

But 48 hours without reprieve makes any soul stumble

Walking to kick lethargy I came across my childhood

It asked me where I've gone

Time took me away from you I say
Earlier than most
But such is life I suppose

We nod at nostalgia and part ways
both a little emptier
Rain shatters self pity
it left as fast as it came
Such is the prairie way

I found a puddle unusually clear deep inside a cities pollution

Reflection contradicts feeling
I suppose that was inevitable
Cannot deny ones nature

Crouching down to avoid reason
My knees crack loudly
reminding me of a 100 lives lived
Well worn past my 25 years

My skies turned abstract when dawn came

Pink and orange backdrop for this shadow

Moving over for a passing obstruction

I watch it swallow human excess
No flesh in sight for it's momentum
This is indeed skynet

I come home because walls keep out madness

In here only mine distracts
A dangerous illusion I know
But it's all I currently posses

Met on an over pass
freaks of time
Night makes more sense
and we anticipate it's closure
A familiar stranger
catch up on names and crimes
Who did what and how much time

We revel in our respective delusions knowing life was never as it seems

We toss some stone for the sake of movement

Waves in the pond and they settle without a fight

I say farewell to a darker corner
I feel it's gaze as I make my way

Finally I'm released back into the world

relief found in it's inconsistency

Knowing a rational thought is hard to come by these days I strive for silence

But mouths keep moving

Inquiries keep getting progressively stranger

a truly savage way of bringing about ones end

Like a crowded room
voices fighting for the ceiling
and no words heard

The fallout is most severe for those confessing knowledge into artificial sunset

I presented a method for my madness and laughed myself out of the room

No bodies to witness my conclusion but I feel the past take stride

Finally

I see it falter and this DNA can once again be accommodating

I know you say your gods are not mine and that is reasonable

Still

You insist on sowing default saviors into my routine and bubbles do burst

Those ones used in absurdity
shortcuts for wonders
Blindsided and stricken of color

I mingle with despondency now and again because these notions create confusion

I lose track of myself once in awhile but it all makes room for weirdness and cathartic ranting

Smile for anger and confusion
love for the kind and honest
Sometimes it is okay to feel human

One room for entry
sign says slow rides ahead
A savage concrete flood

White and bright with fluorescent illumination

A suit asks for thumbprints
ringing of communication
Waves linked
wires answered

Small plastic cup extended
meant for a child's play set
Inside a billion dollar industry

Swallow it cold for some reprieve
it settles hard and nauseating

Panic inside alien euphoria

Lines crossed for a new salvation
faces spill forward
A spiritual inquisition
free wills final folly
Magnified for judgement
at the cost of dime and soul