Mar 2015
A body of white walls
houses familiarity
Somehow even familiarity
has become distorted
beneath the the raw cinder blocks
doused white enough
that I could see
the eyes of the past
the eyes of the future
looking back at me,
the eyes of the present
that must journey
behind the white walls
into the familiar unknown
For there is something there
Beyond the walls
built up so very high
that will only crumble
and only die
For there is something there
I must look now
look through the deep crevices
deep through my mind
For there is something there
What do I find?
I see people
I see minds
Beyond the white walls
looking back
at I
Why oh why
must I continue?
looking forward
only to
look back again
I am stuck,
encased inside
eternity
Only looking back
to find a way out
a way out of
me
Me
I have always
been my own infinity
Inside, a prisoner
handcuffed to
the white walls
I am shackled here,
alive and kicking
Death
here in the
eternal infinity
Great intellects
dead,
killed by me
I am my own infinity
I must **** me
I will be free
no longer shackled
I am my own infinity
I am my own uncertainty
I am my own familiarity
It is me you see
I am my own infinity
The white walls
close in on me,
my own infinity
I do not want to change myself
I do not want to change me
I change
or
I die
Death’s kiss might be sweet
Death’s kiss may free me,
finally
I cannot accept it
I will not
I just want to be me
but I am everyone else
and they are me
my own infinity
Everything,
everything
Beyond the white walls
are nothing you see
White walls
everywhere
White walls
everything
Encasing all
of us
It is here,
it is here
The white walls
shackle us,
shackle us to reality,
to society
There is forever
no infinity
in me
The familiarity
tastes of death
mistaken for
reality
We are all
reality
The burning truth
The familiarity
the distorted familiarity
that is reality
is society
We rely on each other
So much we shoot
each other
We are not strong
We are not smart
We can be
We can be
We can be
If we break
the shackles
If we stop
listening to
reality
society
houses familiarity
Somehow even familiarity
has become distorted
beneath the the raw cinder blocks
doused white enough
that I could see
the eyes of the past
the eyes of the future
looking back at me,
the eyes of the present
that must journey
behind the white walls
into the familiar unknown
For there is something there
Beyond the walls
built up so very high
that will only crumble
and only die
For there is something there
I must look now
look through the deep crevices
deep through my mind
For there is something there
What do I find?
I see people
I see minds
Beyond the white walls
looking back
at I
Why oh why
must I continue?
looking forward
only to
look back again
I am stuck,
encased inside
eternity
Only looking back
to find a way out
a way out of
me
Me
I have always
been my own infinity
Inside, a prisoner
handcuffed to
the white walls
I am shackled here,
alive and kicking
Death
here in the
eternal infinity
Great intellects
dead,
killed by me
I am my own infinity
I must **** me
I will be free
no longer shackled
I am my own infinity
I am my own uncertainty
I am my own familiarity
It is me you see
I am my own infinity
The white walls
close in on me,
my own infinity
I do not want to change myself
I do not want to change me
I change
or
I die
Death’s kiss might be sweet
Death’s kiss may free me,
finally
I cannot accept it
I will not
I just want to be me
but I am everyone else
and they are me
my own infinity
Everything,
everything
Beyond the white walls
are nothing you see
White walls
everywhere
White walls
everything
Encasing all
of us
It is here,
it is here
The white walls
shackle us,
shackle us to reality,
to society
There is forever
no infinity
in me
The familiarity
tastes of death
mistaken for
reality
We are all
reality
The burning truth
The familiarity
the distorted familiarity
that is reality
is society
We rely on each other
So much we shoot
each other
We are not strong
We are not smart
We can be
We can be
We can be
If we break
the shackles
If we stop
listening to
reality
society
