Walk these plains but never really know.
What is above might reside below.

Confusion seeping into your daily routine.
While across the river it might not be so green.
A constant war with which you have to contend.
Meanwhile the sky starts to rend.

Tallying up where you are right now.
Do you occupy any sort of morale high ground?
Whether yes or no you need some time to decompress.
No one should be living in permanent distress.

For too long this world has been bitter.
And each new day it’s getting worse not better.
Raging torrent against it’s own.
This fight will reduce you down to bone.
What a disgusting fact to be known.

Marking papers with glassy eyes.
Another revelation grips you with vile lies.
Cause truth has become but a memory.
Hate blooms instead of withering generally.

Put a pin into what should rot.
All routines have gone to complete pot.
What was green has now turned brown.
Happiness replaced by a frown.

Sky is falling from all this greed.
Yet you continue to ignore your need.
Get far away before termination is your state.
Alas it is now your defined fate.

For too long this world has been bitter.
And each new day it’s getting worse not better.
Raging torrent against it’s own.
This fight will reduce you down to bone.
What a disgusting fact to be known.

I dream in monochrome.
Stitched tiles form my home.
With a head filled to bursting.
Need a remedy to cease this occurring.

Patchwork I can’t keep together.
Coming apart at these poorly stitched seams.
Running round and round showing no progress.
Stuck in this expanse of emptiness.
Desperate for a reset.

Waking sees colour bleeding in.
Amplifying my every problem.
Muddying waters already inpenetrable.
Can I stay in realms of being stable?
In need of a solution.

Distraction from this din.
I am feeling lost yet again.
Divergence from where I wish to be.
Show me a sign.
Aid me.

Thoughts are terror inducing.
Each one is not of my choosing.
As I gaze up hoping for relief.
Instead I am met with no belief.
Cycle repeating without my wish.
Consent has been stripped from my grip.
Siphoning out my future plans.
Is this what it feels like to be human?
Fighting for every scrap and morsel.

Dreams should not be in monochrome.
I deserve a full and proper home.
Not a head about to explode.
And yes it is definitely owed.

You feel fear welling up from inside.
No longer is it something you can hide.
Creeping despair ensnaring you whole.
It has only one simple goal.
Consume you and twist you numb.
Keep you always afraid of everyone.
But you don’t have to relent.
Face this pain without company.
Open up and bare your soul.
It isn’t giving up all your control.

Nervous twitch as you speak aloud.
Trying to conceal your wounded pride.
But its etched into your every word.
As you fight to be even heard.
Features weary from constant battle.
You feel like you are more like cattle.
But underestimate yourself.
Strength is your magnet.
You can conquer anything.
And there is no shame in asking for a companion.

Peek around a corner and you will see a psycho.
Wrapped up in disorder as he tries to distract from his own debauchery.
Are there any limits to actions that will be taken?
We all know the answers and they are entrenched firmly in a negative location.

Tear out an eye but you’ll still be screaming.
For too long this distraction tactic has been failing.
Only adds to calls that your mental state is compromised.
Crooks are the only ones who wish to wear an endless string of disguises.
All while breaching statements they made before.
After all they have to save their bacon from each fresh media storm.

Drown in the profits of all these lies that have been spoken.
Wade through shit of a type which you’ve been spouting.
Oust a monarch or maybe two then maybe they will forget how much you want to be one too.
Not an option but you’re dumb enough to believe it might just be a permanent reprieve.

Face consequences of your sordid actions.
Stop fobbing off each of your latest infractions.
Laws are not there to see how many you can break.
All while pretending it was an honest mistake.
Such a chump to think that most will swallow that kind of pill.
Disaster is your obsession and you bathe in that swill.

Where will it end no one can say.
To be truthful you should’ve drowned already.
But like a boomerang you keep coming back.
Maybe it’s time the rest of us should make a pact.

Sign into exclusion your braindead mob boss tactics.
A type so outdated you’re the only one trying to pretend it’s got traction.
Believing everyone is as crooked as you.
Well listen up chum we are all disgusted through and through.
It’s why you are the butt of every joke of the moment.
You don’t have a close runner up in terms of opponent.

Spewing bile and more overly obvious lies.
If you tried to lie straight you’d be bent like a hose line.
Coiling round until you meet yourself coming the opposite way.
Between your ears their is nothing but a vacuousness and decay.

Now do the decent thing for once and fall for good.
You are not being hunted or simply misunderstood.
What you are is worse than an infectious disease.
Spouting hatred with far to great of ease.
That is why you need to shuffle on by.
Tumble down into one of those pits you dug throughout your narcissistic life.

Stood on the shoulders of ancients.
Grifted all that could be had from the vacant.
Reaping what you didn’t sow.
Claiming victory against the innocent.
Falsifying knowledge you do not know.
Lining pockets with stolen pride.
Every action you take claims another life.

Get out before I break you to dust.
For too long you have been nothing but mistrust.
Scamming when you think eyes are averted.
You possess no decent penchant.
Just a sack of rotting meat.
And I want to see you days turn obsolete.
With a smile upon my lips,
I will sever your stupid trips.
Watch glory wither and die.
Feed your legacy to carrion birds who circle up high.

Gutter filth with a smile of ivory.
All because you lied to every-fucking-body.
Disgust is the shape you have taken so well.
Break before this world turns to a miserable hell.
Your days are numbered just like you.
Between your ears is festering brain stew.
Blunt from a lack of intelligent thought.
One of the few things that you can’t be bought.
Watch as your form continues to waste away.
Soon you will be forgotten and I know you will hate that intently.