Global complacency has got me stuck in a rut.
Teetering on the edge of wanting to not give a fuck.
As the madness keeps rising in this maelstrom state.
An avalanche comes crashing every second with hate.
Pushing peace into a shallow grave.

Juxtaposition has become the religion of today.
Having to be at odds all while embracing decay.
Rather than listen its all about who shouts loudest.
Obsession is ingrained by those who are proudest.
Subjugating justice until it withers away.

Implication has become proof in the eyes of this mob.
Raise these pitchforks until the innocent are not.
Persecution is the first letter in every new treaty.
Justified because that is what sells the highest quantity.
Twisting beauty into tortured entropy.

Kill or be killed, what a way to wish to survive.
Damage is done and I can’t get out of this drive.
Succumbed like the rest and I feel so hollow.

Derailed in derangement.
It feels like a contagion.
Breathing in this poison known as modern society.
As vultures circle ready to pick our bones.
Conversion of rational thinking into cult mentality.

Inaction is the only action.

Merry-go-round of depravity.
Placing idiocy above ingenuity.
Brainwashing those who resist the pressure to conform.
Racial profiling lobbied to become a norm.
Drive a wedge to multiply odds of our extinction.

Divided down to a fraction.

Telegraph that which nets you eyes.
No care for if its negativity enshrined.
As daggers swing right above our heads.
Forcing madness into every fibre we digest.
And if we do not feed then we are force fed.
Choked until we do submit.
For upon this altar all lives are forfeit.

What a disaster.
Breeding contempt.
Staring into this void.
Existence has become a deficit.

Standing alone in a crowded room.
Wishing to shed my skin to escape what feels like a tomb.
Heavy weight resides inside my chest.
Eyes looking down does not fix all of this overwhelming feeling.

As time slows to a crawl.
I silently beg for a call.
Distraction from my mind.
Get out clause in real time.
Before my heart bursts from my chest!

Taking breathes that do no good.
Distance maintained in hopes I might be able to slip away.
People shout my name to get me to stay.
Forced smile hides my terror as words are lost by my pounding pulse.

Funnel my panic into a pit.
Barter with my own mentality.
Determined to suffer through.
Just need to stay for a few.
Keep my expression even so no one will know,

My fear at being here.
It is more than a little severe.
Feels like water in my lungs.
Drowning while standing on dry land.
As my heart rate continues to climb.
War drum beating me into nothing!

You are a parable.
Filled with false glory.
No victory in this fable.
Your story will go incomplete.
Lacking foresight.
Cheated your way to pole position.
In this race with no end.
Stuck in a marathon of pretend!

Rewind to your alleged origin.
Former lord having suffered poisoning.
Found next morn dead in his sheets.
Investigation ended quite incomplete.
Yet tensions between you and he were well documented.
More a half dozen spoke to confirm it was not invented.
Maybe you hoped to climb up societies ladder.
Instead you were reassigned and that made you madder.

One day your scout party did all die.
You the sole survivor with no good explanation why.
Plot thickened when a witness claimed you were running away.
A smile on your face and one week later the witness vanished suddenly.
Only a letter claimed it to be a lie.
Again no evidence to nail you for good.
Status shifted as public stories championed your survival.
Borderline messianic when peasants heralded your arrival.

Though you could not see your card was marked.
Believed your own hype gave you carte blanche.
Conspired to fell the royal bloodline and claim the throne.
Replace one tyrant with another one.
Blinded by your lust for power you did not watch the west tower.
So when the tyrant line fell to your blade,
True saviours were lying in wait.
You held the crown but never occupied the seat.

Struck down.
Ended before you could begin your reign.
Expunged by your own hubris and narcissism.
But a footnote in the tome of history.
One destined to be all but forgotten.

Waking in this grave of greed.
Crawling free on hands and knees.
Drenched in the viscera of mistakes.
Hands refuse to stop their shakes.
As voices bicker inside my head.
Fetid air stinging my already burning lungs.
Cannot even reach the lowest of rungs.
Ladder a parallel to my position in life.
Pity there isn’t even a rusty knife.
To cut away the stench which clings so tight.
Somewhere along this path I deviated from what is right.

Devotion rang a bell most deafening.
Cleaned up I still reek of being rotten.
Sickening to think that I carry on.
Alone in this shell of societal suffering.
Hollowed out planet that can give nothing.
Our species gutted Eden!
I stand as the last vestige of what’s been done.
Too many souls inhabiting a single form.
Conglomerate entity that must struggle on.
Against my will and all I crave.
Eternal punishment as the host and slave.

Decaying fodder is all that remains.
Atmosphere too screwed to go up in flames.
Leaving me to walk through these haunted streets.
The many me’s passing comment.
Anecdotes from their once blissful lives.
Never considered it would end up consumed by flies.
With no survivors but this reanimated me.
Cannot die and so will have to survey until inevitable entropy.
No choice rests within this husk.
Wander this crust from dawn ’til dusk.
Killing time until our sun’s unmaking.

Smile at this dreadful reunion.
Final supper.
Drinking from your poisoned communion.
With hearts on bone China plates.
Every detail feasts on attendees mistakes.
Squandered chances sold for dreams.
Upon this stone altar rings violent screams.

Desiccated forms lie in travesty.
Suicide dance.
Force feeding guests their own heresy.
Minds locked in a terror state.
Drowning as they fixate on what they hate.
Eyes peeled unable to look away.
Termination of another torturous day.

Smashed against rocks.
Compressed by universal weight.
Crawling upon broken knees.
Begging to be unleashed and set free.

Resist this curse woven so deep.
Break this spell and usurp defeat.
For no future is predetermined.
Rage against those who promise to make you unburdened.
Liars and scoundrels hiding in plain sight.
Reclaim your piece of mind.
Don’t let them take your peace in life.

Exclaim you are the prophet of “truth.”
How about you stop yapping and deliver some proof.
Cause your rhetoric is fragmented at best.
Forever cycling in realms of deranged.
Passing comment as if you’re God.
Your statements sound more like fraud.
An infant pretending they have matured.
Desperate for everyone to applaud,
And title you as a genius.
Might be why so few of us take you serious.
No true intellect lobbies for praise.

Every word out your mouth is a cliche.
People only cheer because you paid for their day.
Double dealing likes its a job.
Appearance confirms you are a slob.
Barely capable of forming a sentence.
No doubt wanting some kind of recompense.
Yet slander is the only language you speak.
Spout would be a more accurate thing to say you leak.
Fixated on sowing division en masse.
Good description of you would be crass.
Obsession with breeding negativity.

Too many times despair has been advocated.
Ode to misery should be sent so far away.

No patience for dwelling in darkness.
Embrace rather than decay.
Night is not a permanent state.
Why should we feed on agony?

So easy to wallow in these times of contempt.
Cast free these chains that quell your positivity.

Cut away what makes your life sickened.
Future is not ever pre-written.
Chances come and sometimes go.
Grab for those that intrigue most of all.

Silence those bickering tones.
They are not a true reflection of how you feel.
Push forward and light will come.
Sunrise does not fade with time.
And darkness is worst before the dawn.
Strive and push through your doubts.
Forge your siren song!
Then scream it with your everything.
Spitting in the face of your darker side.
You’ll be much more than a survivor if you embrace life’s rollercoaster ride!

Struggling down on bended fractured knee.
Giving in to orders you hate so willingly.
Without hesitation you drink from a poison vial.
Conformity will only lead to desolation.

Watch the heresy breed and grow.
Upon shattered shores the bodies flow.
Festering pain in the root of your core.
Wires fraying every time you pretend to adore.
And while complying you wish to revolt.
Against this organisation that is but an ancient cult.
Built to exert influence and drive agenda all its own.
Those at its head are pretenders on a self made throne!

Siphoning that which is not theirs.
Making out that they truly deeply care.
But to give a damn you have to speak.
Not watch carnage unfold while being all meek.
Cause its easy to spout when there is no danger.
Try again when you’re surrounded by those who are deranged.
Always ready to put torch to skin.
Murdering innocents just for existing.

Split families where divides have been decided.
If this fallacy didn’t exist freedom would be united.
Instead of drowning as it screams for saviour.
Look in the mirror and see this is your behaviour.

Sickened state of gouging out clear eyes.
Terror race that refuses to let the past subside.
Busy reliving events that cannot be changed.
Instead of ensuring that they never come around again!

Conceived to be a sacrificial lamb.
Seen as an object rather than a being.
Idolised only for what use can be served.
A body unwanted but a mind to be preserved.

Digital tears.
Disposal of flesh.
Uploading of memories.
No way back from this.

Seeking an edge to bleed right through.
Lean too far and down it will all go.
Polarising science verging on depravity.
New religion is what they hope to decree.
With maddening experiments wrapped to hide the abuse.
Unification is but a justifying concept.
Claiming prosperity is only a breath away.
All while taking that from a somebody.
Fashioning them into a holographic entity!

Digital tears.
Disposal of flesh.
Uploading of memories.
No way back from this.

When does man’s drive exceed what’s right?
About the time when development transfers to spite.

Digital tears.
Disposal of flesh.
Uploading of memories.
No way back from this…

This horror of being but fragments in ether.
Chasing everywhere but never being able to touch.
You cannot comprehend what you do not know.

Justifications mean nothing to those who are the subjects.
Manipulated and pulled apart like a cheap toy by a delinquent.
That is when intelligence has devolved into tyrant!