Festering knowledge pimple,
tripling in size with every touch from the words of life slain zombies reaching out to me with their most "obvious" acceptance for who they "just know" is the true me.
(((that's a long sentence, by the way....believe it!!!)))
They "Know" nothing but what they've seen through their cracked lenses and heard through their filtered ears
Machines with no moral thoughts but for themselves.
They float in the shit they've created, always on their backs so as not to see it, or breathe it in.
I seem to sink in this shit and continuously drown in it.
Their words tear at my brain,
forcing me to wonder if i am truly alone.?
I hear her, now...
And wonder if she too has been subjected to lifes' Ultimately cruel joke called the Human Race.?
(race to oblivion.. seems a more accurate portrayal of the situation.)
We are no longer animals of the world; Creatures of wonder and beauty.
We have evolved into shit,
walking shit creatures,
staining the earth and all we touch
with our decaying filth..

When will the earth be free??
When we are cleansed from the surface.





So....yeah... i was like in my teens when i wrote this... life sucked bad then. i wrote alot back then, but most of it is not "appropriate". i'm not even sure they'll post this; I DONT TRUST THE MAN!!!! But if they, do and you enjoy it, comment, and i may try to push my luck with another

Dawn breaks over my silence
this empty shell will not survive
the heart was benign
you were too divine

without you who am i?

cradled in the arms of honesty
yet bound by misery
the cruelest trick

where am i without you?

fleeing to sanctuary
finding my sanity
i am with you

i am home