Bright eyed and gripped by panic.
Enough nervous energy to keep me manic.
As sand shifts and times change,
I wonder what will come to pass.
Will tomorrow be an improvement on yesterday?
Rather than it be another notch further into this quagmire.

Feeling light headed and dizzy.
Chattering without saying anything.
Cynicism becoming the world.
Rage-baiting continuously hurled.
Want to shield from all this constant negativity.
Need to escape from this asylum ran by its patients.

Hand grenades and tantrum parades.
Watching in real time as terror sinks in.

Car crash unfolding in slow motion.
Don’t want my life to follow in devotion.
Commit treason against my peace and quiet.
I’ll sever my only line if it means there’s a chance to be fine.

Over stimulus to the nth degree.
Aggressively clinging to all parts of me.
Determined to not lose my smile.
Block out the weight of oppressive bile.
Shaking hands remind me of damage suffered.
I won’t let empathy become a distant memory.

You are the brightest light to shine in the night.
Piercing the veil draped over my heart.
Shatter ice frozen upon my ragged form.
Welcome me back to this realm of living.
Your face sparkles in my mind’s eye.
Never will you be lost to me.

Chip away the rock that has come to form my skin.
Take these piece and make me whole again.
Fill this void that has been left to fester.
Your voice softens my otherwise violent nature.
Bring conclusion to this path of injustice.
Terminate all my affronts.

You bring warmth into my smile empty soul.
Tired of standing on the precipice of losing control.
Sick of radiation eating away at my will.
Exhausted until you brought an end to me feeling ill.
Venting toxin that I’ve held for too long.
Finally my twisted self in shadow is gone.

Viewer discretion is prescribed.
See only what they wish you to view.
Censored joy to feed more dread.
To destruction we shall all be wed.
With eyes wide in permanent terror.
Resistance will see you in solitary forever.
For free thinkers are a fuel for rebellion.
Time is nigh to face personal oblivion.

Sense only what has been given.
Manufactured personality review.
Adhere to a world chosen for you.
Spout what they want you too.
Talking points bought and paid.
Writhing against them will see you flayed.
Imprisoned in plain and constant sight.
Rabid mentality will sap away your will to fight.

Generative content spread far and wide.
Slop made to influence you day and night.
Keep in line all who might try to resist.
Harder you try the greater it does persist.
This machine built to influence and control.
Even turns saint into vicious troll.
Feeding off the sick pleasure of inflicting pain.
Corporations decide upon what we should all campaign.

You found a meta for waging war.
Hashtags and at’s feed this forever more.
With words as weapons thinning the herd.
Growth has been stunted.

Evolution built only for a few.
Select who prevails based on narrow world view.
Disagreement is a declaration to destroy.
Eaten by technologies rebranded as new

Fiction dolled out as fact.
To show emotion is to become trapped.
As titles spout more opinions as truth.
Witness this, the death of proof.
Guided by hands greedy for cash.
Stability is what they wish to smash.
For peace breeds no contempt.

Locking sights upon the young.
Greatest resource to bring into a doctrine.
Promising futures that will never come to pass.
Twist innocence into ammunition.

Ragebait fuels a lust to hate.
Amplified by algorithms designed for control.
Tearing freewill until subjugation consumes.
Bow to others malicious intentions.

In the midst of this disinformation age.
Having concocted our own suicide grave.
Obedient to a fictitious standard.
Modern version of having been branded.

Firearms are so out of style.
Why kill when lifelong humiliation requires no trial?
Tags keeping a history of your standing.
Less than one percent will survive landing.

You walk these halls like a ghost.
Upon false merits you pray others choke.
Slandering honesty with broken lines.
All you know is what you have designed.
With no truth in the words you speak.
Being kind is seen as weak.

Falsify when you cannot win.
Justice is but another’s empty dreams.
Wrapped in ash and soaked in bile.
From duress your love will drown for a while.
As demons dance for what you’ve done.
Innocence sold for nothing.

Barren reaches where souls suffer pain.
Institutes draw axe’s to behead again.
Framing hope in a crosshair sight.
Won’t be long until we feel a bullet bite.
Haemorrhaging that which should be left to grow.
Rather than becoming a new corpse in this row.
Illustrating where peace gave way to war.
As young folk prepare to suffer more.

Now tread these roads you’ve worn so deep.
All around are sights harrowing and bleak.
Meanwhile sun rays bleach out eyes.
Hollowing civilians so they can be used as a disguise.
What a time to gamble like a fool.
Reckless abandon has become the perfect tool.

Bars so thick they might as well be walls.
Confined in this humble hell of mine.
Straining at the seems from a lack of space.
Gratitude is being erased.

Lights so bright I might be blind for good.
Fragments loiter where memory should.
Mounting pressure crushing out my senses.
Feel as though I’m living in past tenses.

Funneled into a narrow tube of conformity.
Prattling voice keeps it’s droning tendency.
Sapping energy from my very core.
Same old same old is more than a bore.
Culling joy out of future hope.
Making me feel as if I might choke.

Silence so broad it might never end.
Drowning in place might be a trend.
Siphoning out what should belong to me alone.
Am I real or simply a clone?

Subjugated beneath the hanging tree.
Hysteria for some but not for me.
Watching as these days turn into nightmare-scapes.
Recalling events gives me body shakes.

Funneled into a narrow tube of conformity.
Prattling voice keeps it’s droning tendency.
Sapping energy from my very core.
Same old same old is more than a bore.
Culling joy out of future hope.
Making me feel as if I might choke.

Gripped by indecision.
Not sure where to go.
So unlike my normality.
Hence my conundrum so…

Give me guidance.
I demand of my myself.
No such thing is forthcoming.
Am I simply so frightened?
Can’t be sure either way.
Head keeps spinning endlessly.

Stirring where I lay.
Confused by my intention.
Why am I conflicted?
Get a grip on comprehension.

Show me a sign.
Lead me on my way.
Brain keeps whirring nonstop.
Not how it used to be.
Do I think I’m being rash.
Or is this fight or flight mentality?

Need some peace and quiet.
Place to forget all the noise.
Not sure it’s what I’ll get.
Too wrapped up in this moment.

Paralysed by choice.
Fearing the unknown.
Is this a right decision?
When I am alone.
Cannot say yes or no.
Either follow change or lead a dead flow.
Used to be so clear in my head.
Here comes anxiety again.

Solace for my position.
Juxtapose without dereliction.
Too much in my mind.
Need to weed out all this background sound.

Circle slowly like the crows.
Whose beady eyes watch for throes.
Carrion to satiate growing hunger.
These things are worse when they’re younger.
For time teaches all who survive how to persist.
Rather than be swallowed up by impenetrable mist.
From which monsters often rear.
Ready to turn those who doubt into a smear.
A way back from which there is no hope.
It is a one way slippery slope.
Down toward the deepest dark.
Find yourself there and you’ll call it stark.
That contrast compared to where you were before.
Realms steeply laden with forgotten lore.
If walls could talk then this place would be loud.
Mercifully stone possess no such trait.
Yet do not believe this place to be dead.
Such a conclusion will see you fed…
To creatures of malevolent being.
Spying them will leave you reeling.
Wishing to be anywhere else at all.
As if they set you up then you shall fall.
Of that outcome you should have no doubt.
Their tenacity is not a thing they will flout.
Honed over generations just like resilience from crows.
But vultures circling means your life will now close.

Scream with me!

Drift,
If it feels right.
Be resolute in the face of spite.
Do not bend against your will.
Ignore if you’re commanded to swallow some bitter pill.

To idolise,
Is a step too far.
Gloating forces you beneath the bar.
Morality is now but a dream.
There are so many faces and all are trying to scheme.

Vent all that does not bend.
Halt vengeance for it cannot mend.
To float amongst the flotsam,
Will only drag you down.
Keep yourself in health.
Then you’ll never drown.

Speak your truth.
Be your proof.
Live your way.
Don’t bow to anybody.
In this life or any other!