We tell ourselves lies just to be the hero.
If we don’t we might need to accept we’re zero.
A problem that refuses to change.
Grow to become something less vain.
It would be bliss if we just could.
Yet so far we’ve failed.
Still running in circles like chickens with no heads.
Keeping ourselves dosed up with plenty of meds.
Denying that we ever step over the line.
Only kidding ourselves that we are fine.
As demons cackle from both shoulders.
Repeating our mistakes as if we got orders.
Good little soldiers carrying out our fears.
Maybe we should get to the three cheers.
Proclaiming ourselves as saints in the sun.
While ruining some others run.
Picking them apart until they’re filled with self doubt.
Selfish taunts are all we do shout.
Clawing at wounds barely scabbed over.
Turning innocents into a twisted four leafed clovers.
Smiling at pain we’ve brought unto them.
It feeds us like an addiction to chems.

I’ve cried razorblades one too many times.
Chips in my armour have left me blind.
All these emotions are just like a maelstrom,
And my safe space has been bulldozed.

What do you do when the world is hungry?
Out for blood with no remorse.
Barbed wire stares that’ll drive you crazy.
Reality is you have to stay the course.
Take the beatings and carry on.
Build back stronger than anyone.
Transcend the stupidity that has taken hold.
Metamorphosise shit into gold.

Bastards and liars line up for applause.
They are but parasites begging for rewards.
Derail your efforts just for a laugh.
Unsurprisingly they are deaf, dumb and crass.
Egotists designed to sift out what’s right.
They get on nerves day and night.
With all that incessant whining they do.
Oh boo fucking, screw all of you!

I’ve cried razorblades one too many times.
Chips in my armour have left me blind.
All these emotions are just like a maelstrom,
And my safe space has been bulldozed.

Part out my intent.
Rob me blind then dig out more content.
Wrap in chains and leave me to be haunted.
All this wretched that you’ve all flaunted.
By putting a bag right over my head.
Kicking me down while wishing me dead.
Yet too spineless to actually complete the deed.
Unfortunate for all of you that now I am freed!

Retribution is coming and it’ll more than just sting.
In fact your head will soon ring.
Cause I’m going to make you regret all your crimes.
And no I won’t utter any sort of lines.
For you won’t see it coming I hope you know.
You’ll simply be gutted in front of your show.
Forgotten and forsaken like you wished for me.
Lets see how terrified I can make all of thee.

Fifteen years and I’m still standing even after all this dealing.

Smuggler with a blaster on my thigh.
Doing what I must just to stay alive.

Call me a rogue!

Starship made from old scraps and excess spare forgotten parts.

Glint in my eyes says I have an angle.
Lets see what fortune I might yet wangle.

Term me a pirate!

I’ve not thus far stolen even a single solitary possession.

Wry smile might claim one heart or a few.
Alongside my ruggish good looks too.

Survival is a golden rule.
Do not deviate or you’ll end up the fool.
For this life is no guarantee.
Stay young, move fast and you may out last,
Those who will want your hide.
Nearly as thick as a space slugs pride.
Thankfully far less foul smelling or sticky.
Best description is probably icky.

Label me a scoundrel!

I have manners I’ll have you know.
You might just see them before I go.

Run the wire from my brain.
It really can be quite a drain,
Upon my will from these eons passed.
Its what I get because I continue to last.
Not frozen or having been wrapped in steel.
Rather I maintained my naturally fleshy feel.
Modern science rejuvenated all I have ever been.
Forty thousands times and I’m still kicking.
Watching as each and every galaxy goes.
Everything else still has its death throes.
But quite miraculously not humanity.
These advances fixed us permanently.
Led us down a brighter path.
No longer consumed by our wrath.
Peace did flourish, as did we.
You would be right if you didn’t bet that way see.
As truth be told nor did I.
Its why I still find it remarkable we did fly.
Venture out amongst the stars.
Not to conquer all or to make it ours.
Rather to gaze upon, teach and learn.
It was and remains a marvelous turn.
Yet you might be wondering why the wire.
Well from time to time a copy might expire.
So a refresh keeps us all backed up.
Ensures we’ll never be anything but a full cup.
Alas I have rambled for quite some time.
How about we watch this expiry as we sip some fine wine?

They bring out violence in you.
Watched all the footage.
You are short a few,
Marbles to claim you have a full collection.
Perhaps you need to do another inspection,
If you think that are not a little crazed.
From right here I’d say you’re beyond the third phase.
Eyeing all around as though they are threats.
Counting them as if they’re just debts.
No remorse for the lives you might cost.
For every soul is up to be tossed,
Onto the heap they can rot away.
Clearly you lack conscience or compassion for anybody.
Fixated on your achievements no matter the goal.
Your heart is blacker than even coal.
But to say you are heartless would be to kind.
We’ve seen your plots played out just fine.
Condemning all those who object simply to burn.
What a disgrace you are as you refuse to learn.
So seal off your ego and take out your lies.
All that is left is a sad little disguise.
Courting with demons to stand at the peak.
Forever willing and happy to pray on the weak.
Twisted sense of self important wonder.
No surprise you are a conman under,
All that garb you use to project an image.
Surprise even that you didn’t pillage.
For theft is all that you truly do.
Nothing good sits wherever you chew.
And so I say with a great sense of relief,
Goodbye deranged old narcissistic addicted lying douche, we shall show your passing no grief.

If fear is the mind killer then I’m its disease.
Prepare for desecration like you wouldn’t believe.
For time is short and its getting ever quicker.
Soon this world will be barely a flicker.
And one sharp breath will snuff it out.
Of that you should have no doubt.
So take your god complex and cast it to the wind.
Before I ensure you fall from clipped wings.

Patricide fixation has become the newest trend.
Yet under new weight all shall still bend.
Pompous bastards will sit with heads in hands.
From shore to shore across every one of these lands.
But it will change nowt when the ending does come.
I should know as I am that ending in one.
Which you will see when I deliver my final act.
Because all of your necks will have been snapped.

Pray for monsters.
Beg for villains.
This is a new take on our old system.
Reform is for clowns and so they double down.
Never will you see a genuine inverted frown!

Putrid in finery that was stolen from generations before.
Every path that is taken leads straight to war.
And I am the angel that will silence this blight.
Say goodbye to your eyes as they’ll be burned out tonight.

Running in circles, I’m lost in a fog.
Can’t see an exit, feels like there’s no way out.
I don’t need a saviour, just a helping hand.
Time is crushing my will to withstand.
Panic in my bones that refuses to ease.
Is this my new disease?

Just when all hope feels lost you appear.
You do it so often my darling dear.
Stripping the rot that has enveloped me.
Bestowing freedom with no signs of fear.
Fixing what I couldn’t see had failed.
Ensuring my ship continues to sail.

You bend but do not break.
Bracket that supports me.
Adds stability to my shaky core.
With you I am so much more.

Stronger than any soul has ever been.
You’re identity is shining and serene.
Perfection in your entirety.
You are forever on my mind.

Bend is not in your vocabulary.
You’re the bracket that supports me.
Adds stability to my shaky core.
With you I am so much more.

Cast out and neglected.
Feeling so frustrated.
Its why solitude has become the aim.
Forever sick and tired of someone else’s game.

Ivory tower.
Source of new power.
Lock the door and toss out the key.
Rebuild a life.
Don’t surrender.
Otherwise your progress will go in a blender!

Bullied relentlessly day and night.
Bruises that you can’t hide in poor light.
For villains await in the wings.
You are the prey that they wish to be toying.

Ivory tower.
Source of new power.
Lock the door and toss out the key.
Rebuild a life.
Don’t surrender.
Otherwise your progress will go in a blender!

But if retreat too many times…
You will go wild in their eyes.
Become just as jaded as them.
Ivory tower will unbalance you dear friend.
Its a refuge not a keep.
Spend too long their and you will go freak.
Transform from victim into monster.
I see in your eyes you fear that!

Break from these chains.
Bare witness to all.
You did not falter, crumble or fall.
Heeded these words and have become so much more.
Now these bullies realise it is them who are small.
For they are forgotten and hide in the night.
You defeated them without ever starting a fight.
Rose above and formed your own peace.
Smile and rejoice for you are whole and not just a piece!

Step to the beat, don’t call quits.
Hear these sounds calling.
Prophetic taunts soaked in humour.
This bells rings at the wrong time.
As gums do flap upon the hill.
Mark my words, no more standing still.

What are these days ahead?
Lifted from another’s bed.
Parallel to where ai stood before.
All I smell is blood from my skin that’s raw.

March with drum, join in the cry.
Forever a victim at a graveside.
Singled out for how I stood alone.
Baying for mercy with a head full of stone.
Counting my marbles one by one.
Soon I could be down to having none.

Segmented, I am feeling weak.
Tomorrow is where I want no repeat.
For circles are all I ever seem to tread.
This skin is what I most need to shed.

Patterns in porous rock.
Deafened by the chiming clock.
Carved without a sense of self.
Divided I wonder whether I will melt.
Join a frayed forever strand.
Right my ship or descend down this eroded land.
Swallow up all that could once have been planned!

Slip a blade in the skin.
Do it all again.
Subject of a modern age.
Their is no peace, only pain.
Torture runs through day and night.
Accept surrender or never see daylight.

Sounds like an Orwellian future.
But do you think it cannot be?
Be honest with your answer.
Or simply turn and pretend that it is not about to be.

Run your tongue on the tip.
Be careful you do not slip.
Find yourself dead and gone.
Having fallen out with someone.
For accidents can happen to you.
Security is but a myth to the dumbest few.

Sounds like an Orwellian future.
But do you think it cannot be?
Be honest with your answer.
Or simply turn and pretend that it is not something you might see.

Defenestration.
Assassination.
Re-education.
Indoctrination.
All these words and so many more.
One false move and you’ll be administered out the door.
An existence erased.
Execution and a shallow unmarked grave.

Sounds like an Orwellian future.
But do you think it cannot be?
Be honest with your final answer.
Or simply turn and pretend that it is not what happened to me!

The signs were there, you ignored.
Implicated, involved.
Now you will be hunted, live life on the run.
Loner pursued by a dystopian system!