I awake from an eternal sleep
All around me reeks, with the beats
Of the beats of every being around me
I close my eyes and beg for the sounds to stop
But their forced open by my biological clock
I learn to walk, then to talk, and then I’m filled with so many thoughts
At night I stay awake and think, and think, and think
Never even stopping to blink, as I continually think
Why am I here? Where is here? What am I?
And nobody can answer.
“Life’s a gift”, they say, “be grateful you’re here”
“Respect your parents” they command so very clear
So I do as they say, I listen to every command
I remain calm, I remain sane, despite my brain’s insanity
Despite my own wishes, despite my dreams, that one day I shall be free
Not by the clutches of man, but by the imprisonment of my being
By my cell that is my body, by my vessel that is limiting
That not to death shall I do it part, no button for a restart
But I keep trying, I’m kind to every person I meet
But repeat after repeat, the response I get is bleak
Like I’m a freak, like I can’t connect with those around me
And slowly, I learn the truth about this world
The horror that everything is wrong, there is nowhere to belong
I can’t connect to people and they can’t connect to me
We’re trapped, forever to suffer in existence
But people look at it from a distance, because the truth is too painful
Too much for one man to understand, too consuming of the mind
Knowledge is a poison, it’ll rot you from inside
Over time, you’ll find that your parents were not kind
To let you come into this world with everyone but you in mind
Life is not a gift, it’s a curse
Out of all fates, it’s the worse
I will not continue to immerse in the lie
The truth we try to hide, the truth that we fool ourselves
Thinking we have worth, that one day we won’t just be dirt
That the good out weighs the bad is nothing but a scam
You are a victim, just as I
Don’t let society tell you otherwise
But please don’t cry, or be consumed with hate
Embrace the fact you have a choice to let your genes die
No need to multiply, stop your bloodline
And one day, you’ll be allowed to sleep again.
May 1, 2019
May 1, 2019 at 7:33 PM UTC
I awake from an eternal sleep
All around me reeks, with the beats
Of the beats of every being around me
I close my eyes and beg for the sounds to stop
But their forced open by my biological clock
I learn to walk, then to talk, and then I’m filled with so many thoughts
At night I stay awake and think, and think, and think
Never even stopping to blink, as I continually think
Why am I here? Where is here? What am I?
And nobody can answer.
“Life’s a gift”, they say, “be grateful you’re here”
“Respect your parents” they command so very clear
So I do as they say, I listen to every command
I remain calm, I remain sane, despite my brain’s insanity
Despite my own wishes, despite my dreams, that one day I shall be free
Not by the clutches of man, but by the imprisonment of my being
By my cell that is my body, by my vessel that is limiting
That not to death shall I do it part, no button for a restart
But I keep trying, I’m kind to every person I meet
But repeat after repeat, the response I get is bleak
Like I’m a freak, like I can’t connect with those around me
And slowly, I learn the truth about this world
The horror that everything is wrong, there is nowhere to belong
I can’t connect to people and they can’t connect to me
We’re trapped, forever to suffer in existence
But people look at it from a distance, because the truth is too painful
Too much for one man to understand, too consuming of the mind
Knowledge is a poison, it’ll rot you from inside
Over time, you’ll find that your parents were not kind
To let you come into this world with everyone but you in mind
Life is not a gift, it’s a curse
Out of all fates, it’s the worse
I will not continue to immerse in the lie
The truth we try to hide, the truth that we fool ourselves
Thinking we have worth, that one day we won’t just be dirt
That the good out weighs the bad is nothing but a scam
You are a victim, just as I
Don’t let society tell you otherwise
But please don’t cry, or be consumed with hate
Embrace the fact you have a choice to let your genes die
No need to multiply, stop your bloodline
And one day, you’ll be allowed to sleep again.
1/5/19