you think you’re crazy
don’t worry,
god’s crazy,
god made the demons in his head ,
made beings to carry the monsters seething from his omnipotent,
gave you a brain beating to the chemical cocktail
blood and ****
pain and instinctive lust
gain to gorge,
you’re just the issues god takes his prescriptions for,
stop asking
pleading,
groping why,
clutch that 20,000 leagues deep self esteem
and cuddle the cockroaches slithering about your skull line,
cash the cracked aspirations
and scar barren flashbacks of childhood and fleeting “innocence”,
you’re of it
made for it
just another it in the frontal lobe of the big mans ****** ******,
bludgeon the reasoning,
the self serving
“why me?”
“why this?”
“why good?”
“why evil”
why not just accept cause and effect,
things break,
things fix,
things die,
things live,
there’s no
westernized
white bread
european cast deity judging these play toys
on a singular ignorant perspective
known as “morals”
of which we as american christians know by birth
even though perspective’s just a shaped system
clay formed by surroundings and conditioning,
meaning is a lie we manifest to make living comfortable,
accept and live,
die and ascend,
be bliss
coddle the drug,
and take your place as gods little chemical embalance

THE REASONS FOR US BEING IN THIS PLACE WE ARE
THE MISCOMMUNICATION THE DIFFERENT SWAYS
THE MIXTURE OF WATER AND OIL
THE EMBALANCE OF TRUST THE MISUSE OF LOVE

THE REASONS FOR US NOT SEEING EYE TO EYE
THE CLOSED EARS AND THE POINTING OF FINGERS
THE CLOSENESS OF THE THE MINDS THE SELFISHNESS
OF WANTING THINGS OUR OWN WAY WITH NO COMPROMISE
THIS SEEMS AS THOUGH IT IS COMING TO AN END
TO A BEAUTIFUL DEMISE

THE RESONS FOR US BEING SO TOXIC AND THE LIST GOES ON
THE PAST NOT BEING FORGIVEN AND FORGOTTEN
THE REOCCURING EVENTS OF WHAT WE DO THAT KEEP OPEN WOUNDS JUST THAT WITH AN ATTITUDE OF **** HOW YOU FEEL WHAT ABOUT MI AND THE LIST GOES ON
THE LOVE MAYBE STRONG BUT THE HATE MAYBE THAT STRONGER
A RELATIONSHIP THAT YOU FEEL STUCK WITH NO ESCAPE
AND WHEN YOU DO MAKE THE ATTEMPT YOUR OWN REALITY HITS THAT THIS IS YOUR REALITY THAT THIS IS YOUR REALITY THAT THIS IS YOUR REALITY IT IS BUT A FRAGMENT OF YOUR HISTORY AT THE MOMENT AND THE LIST GOES ON

THE REASONS FOR US BEING HERE IN THIS STUPPER IS OUR OWN FAULTS THE MANY DRINKS WE FELT WE HAD TO TAKE THE MANY PUFFS OF A COOL CIG TO EASE THE PAIN THAT WE INFLICT ON ONE ANOTHER AND ALLOW EACH TO DEAL ALONE AND THE LIST GOES ON

SO WHY ARE WE HERE? WHAT ARE WE DOING?
DO IT GET BETTER OR WORSE?