Connect me please, I can't be alone
It's so dark without my screen
A piece of you stuffed in a pocket
A disease aimed to please

Leach the life from your host
Spread your posts, gather the likes
Between the fingers rests a drug
Without it can only be death

Powers that be create anew
Upgrade to another addiction
Eyes will dry up from the attention
You'll never be alone.

its not that i don't notice
i notice all the time
maybe you don't know this
i'm running out of my mind

Try not to panic
Its only forever
Treat it kindly
Plenty of water

This isn't any normal dream
its a full recollection of my fantasy
too much at stake to leave it alone
i've seen where we came from

Trippin on your legs
as i walk through
the living room
hope i didn’t wake you
im trying to avoid my doom

visiting a trip
towards memory lane
stop giving me lip
and quit playing that game

afterthoughts
and before feelings
emotion robots
and contact dealings.

i just found out
that snow is cold
the benefit of the doubt
is that experience is old

popularly singularity
has escaped me
i feel myself slipping
into unknown dreams

don't fret
you better bet
i'm not anyone
i'm someone

its not that i don't notice
i notice all the time
maybe you don't know this
i'm running out of my mind

your hypotheticalness
is getting out of hand
creating quite a mess
in the desert sand

rock-a-bye  ah-dult
and the branch broke
its not your fault
for being a dolt

dream of me
and be aware
it may be
a total nightmare

I trust that I can lie
To be the strong one
Who’s ready to die
But I’m not yet done

Here take this
A little piece of advice
Don’t talk about anything
When Silence will suffice

Homeward
Upward
Down size
Wrong size

long ways
to paradise
love stays
while you fantasize

magic trees....
thats all i have to say
they are scary
in every way...

a quiet stirring lapps like waves within me
bringing about an illusion of calming serenity
your trance is alluring and i cannot look away
i feel as though i'm unable to keep these creatures at bay
clawing to show but i hide them well
only a well trained eye could see their yell
it would do to good to listen
i might show a clue to my mission
i have already said too much
yours is a very crafty touch

Sniff it up, filth swine
the girth of your back pockets
develops sick disgust that
shows on my face when you
wipe that trash hole with
100 dollar bills

keep plugging away
with your extended tax brackets
thundering with guiltless
fantasies of superiority
nothing lies in the circle of doubt
this is open, this is real
judging from your expression
you’re only king in your dreams
nightmarish realities
just beyond the understanding
of your feeble mind
possession is just temporary
my hatred for you is eternal

what is it?
stupidity? greed?
an endless need for self image?
watching others scrounge
while you waste
throwing your stolen gratification
into the wind just to see the look on
other’s faces.
its totally cool,
we won’t see each other again
guaranteed
separated by a cosmos of ideals
i’ll throw my life away before
i give up my right to hate your existence