#seeingisbelieving
Perfection at its finest
When blood nourished of all good
Courses through your veins
Protection, care, caresses from the
Sunshine bright as the heart can take.
Shields of love
Transparent but true
Hate driven away as the toxicity
Driving you insane
But shaken awake you shall be
Because you must beware.
Reality grows from triggers,
One small dose
Reveales the imagination adventures
Into exceptional possibilities
Drowning the sand
On which you stand
Into the dark
Because seeing is believing
And you dont exist...
Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 10:04 PM UTC
We walk around in solitude,
And stand by ourselves.
Our eyes see each other:
*Flesh, and flesh alone is what we see,
It's what we seek.*
We want the outer shell.
The soul is just an addition on the inside;
A thing hidden from the world,
That's not to be considered:
Just ignored and suppressed.
We're dominated in our minds,
We're slaves of the likes and the trends,
We want to be who they see us as,
But they, but we, but everybody can only see the flesh;
And that is what we seek.
We won't believe in what can't be seen.
We've grown to forsake the lurking monsters,
They were banished by rationality;
And when our conscience raises it's head,
It's just ignored and oppressed.
We've turned into Automatons;
Mannequins, who can style themselves.
The soul, hidden inside,
Is something that can't be seen,
And so, *it isn't considered, isn't wanted;*
Only flesh is what we seek.
While our soul shrivels up, decayed and decrypt,
Our flesh, we keep intact.
We swallow the infernal ache,
And plaster the cracks on our smiling face--
And the cries of our soul, we keep repressed.
***For, we care for what they see.
They can only see the flesh,
And flesh is what they seek.***
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 12:36 AM UTC