Cyanide Smile

Mask worn day in and day out.
Dance like a seal to keep from argument.
Performance worthy of awards and trophies.
Little does anyone know.
Every second with you poisons my soul.
Terror keeps me awake.
The four hours you permit me to take.
All so I can climb back on that wheel.
Make another wodge for you to legally steal.

Cyanide smile.
Murder right behind those eyes.
Vicious with vitriol.
You demand control.

Shackled away from prying eyes.
You bully with threats of bloody suicide.
Digging deeper into my battered skin.
All marks temporary and publicly hidden.
Doll out on display.
My mind has long since begun to fray.
Toxins pump in my blood.
If only your reality was not misunderstood.
Sadly you exude calm and joy.

Cyanide smile.
Murder right behind those eyes.
Vicious with vitriol.
You demand control.

Victim is the word out your mouth.
You not me is what you spout.
My head spinning from your endless noise.
Freedom, I beg but am ignored.
Rather you slip in another dig.
Pain afflicted.
You swear it’ll end if I obey.
Meekly I say; I believe you and its ok.
Again I’m in a trap you laid out for me.

Cyanide smile.
Murder right behind those eyes.
Vicious with vitriol.
You demand control.

Come What May

If you stumble I’ll pick you up.
No matter when, where or over what.
As my shining light, my single constant.
I’ll never quit no matter fucking what.

Come what may, we’ll survive everyday.
Hear me, believe wholeheartedly!

If I suffer, you’ll be at my side.
Give me a safe place where I can hide.
Stand as my beacon of prosperity.
Never will I be without your decency.

Come what may, we’ll survive everyday.
Hear me, believe wholeheartedly!

Together we are stars.
Nothing can dull us down.
Could even put us behind bars.
Parade us through town.
Caged like feral beasts abused.
Everyone laughing amused.
Still we would stick like glue.
For we are both one and two.
Inseperable like ying and yang.
Oppsites bound for all time.

Come what may, we’ll survive everyday.
Hear us, believe wholeheartedly!

Reunion

Deafened by white noise.
I see only silhouettes.
Maybe it is you,
Standing on the precipice.
Screaming I hope you can hear me.
Or am I lost to brain entropy?

Stories I recall you used to tell.
I smiled under your spell.
Now there is a void.
My spirits need to be buoyed.
Yet I swear I saw you swan dive.
A move of certain suicide!

Bruised, swearing at gods above.
They have misunderstood.
I will shred their mortal shells.
For they stole… who’s there?
A one eighty reveals your there.
Upon one another we do stare.

Reunited, arms embrace.
Again I can feel your heart race.
Calmed I release my bloodlust.
You are the most just.
Never should this moment fade.
It never will, the debts been repaid.

Blistering Light

Searching for my place.
Turning away from disgrace.
Seeking high and low.
Nowhere I will not go.
For serenity is the promise it holds.
Worth so much more than riches that can be sold.

Years have passed and still I seek.
Many around have grown too weak.
They barter for short-lived false joy.
Like a spoilt child with a new toy.
Interest fleeting and so I flee.
My quest has a vital unwavering meaning to me.

Nights grown long while days are dull.
I sense an impending travesty will cull.
Split the veil right into two.
I swear I will be standing beside you.
Not being beaten by bracing winds.
Hearing just beyond the fringe those foul things.

Blinding brilliance disarms my focused core.
From it shines more than I dreamed I could adore.
Reaching out I thirst to feel it, if only just this once.
Hypnotised I nearly succumb to its trance.
Disgusted I return to sense and conscience.
Only to throw myself back into my questing!

Two decades long, surrounded only by remnants torn.
I finally stumble, crawl and struggle into my position.
At your side and in the nick of time.
Radiance bathes and heals my affliction.
Born again upon the wings of a pheonix.
You whisper; we seven must cleanse that which is insidious.

Light blistering corruption.
Banishing away vicious seduction.
Right the wrong that has been done.
Return the blazing yellow ball of a sun.
And with all fixed we fade from this plane.
Between dimensions we shall rest ’til we are needed again.

In Our Blood

The dream is dead!
The dream is gone!
Phantoms haunt every single one.
Halls filled with malice and regret.
Screams echo from shattered concrete.
Remnants of a once prospering land.
Squandered, we sullied every scrap as if planned.
Selfish, stupid, bitter, barren.
Our wake is disease and oblivion.
Practiced in our putrid fashion.
Brandishing but lacking compassion.

Thirst for more than is on offer.
So we embark on senseless slaughter.
Violence is our blood.
It scorches our world for good!

Future is on sale.
Prosperity is a fail.
Ghouls are what we have become.
Mindless in our desperate affliction.
Lost deep within this lightless cell.
Peace is not something we can compel.
Betrayal is our favoured state of living.
Pathetic, weak, needy, self serving.
Every moment is a living nightmare.
Surround by our arrogant despair.
Soon there will be nothing left here!

Thirst for more than is on offer.
So we embark on senseless slaughter.
Violence is our blood.
It scorches our world for good!

Discontinue

Calm as a crystal lake.
From these hours, solace I did take.
No noise to distract and devalue.
Nor cries of: I shall challenge you!

For war is weary, as now am I.
To such madness I declare goodbye.
Wave farewell and burn to ash.
Never return to its violent crash.

Death is dreary, weathers my soul.
Rather spend eternity in a shoal.
Treading water barely afloat.
Than once more ingest old roles and choke.

So snd me an antitode to my fears.
I can no longer serve amongst my peers.
For brutality is all they worship.
I’ve felt that poison manipulate.
No more!

Never again will I bathe in it.
Wallow in the severity.
Drink from the depravity.
Seal my heart in a cage.
Barter away my humanity.
The price is wrong.
I valued nothing.

Your royalty is cheap.
Will incomplete.
Facsimile of a soul.
Screw your obsessive control!

Light In The Haze

Feel the beat of a pulse.
Coarsing, it strikes in bolts.
Relentless, repetitive, resurgent.
Don’t dampen the joy you felt.
Awaken and proclaim.
Carve your future!

Weave beauty into shape.
Never will it need to break.
For you are the master.
Mistress will not turn her.
Fashion and fabricate.
Leader heaven sent!

Practiced and powered.
Ignore chants of coward.
For serenity is hard fought.
They’re busy being bought.
Satisfaction sold for change.
They are definition of derange!

Guard your spark.
Light every crevice.
Illumination through dedication.
Not violent suffocation.
For you are the sun.
Stars are your brethren.
Blaze while they dither.
Soon they will shrivel, wither.

Pounding rhythm in your chest.
Now and forever you are best.
Perfection birthed,
Here you stand.
Light of the world.
Cleansing the land.

Passion swarmed in petals.
Ignore the brandished metals.
Focus on future.
Heal with warmth and suture.
Love banishes winter.
Nothing will sink ya.

Treasure not trigger.
Your legacy much bigger.
Seeker of truth.
They tried to burn proof.
Rise and take your position.
End will come to their derision.

Grand City

Grand mega city one.
Hub of forced communion.
Towers that crack the sky.
The higher up you are the quicker you die.
Last refuge for our fallen race.
Every sight bears remnants of our disgrace.
With choking air beyond the bubble.
Life is a permanent unforgiving struggle.
Clasped in irons that bear a name.
Reminders of collective slavery and shame.
As corporations rule over this overpacked realm.
Pass the fields and you’ll soon be gone.

Crumbling technology kingdom.
Once meant to serve as our liberation.
Reality, its a massive prison.
Some choose the swifter end for conclusion.
In a city where brutality reigns the dimension.
Brandish pain and anger against fellow human.
Rotted shell of what was once a beacon.
No one is left to chant against the insanity.
Meek and mild, waiting for the final fade.
Only then will our collective debt be paid.
For happy endings are pure works of fiction.
Why we suffer this relentless affliction.

Few remain to cry and scream.
If only this hell was but a dream.
Not a truth, thats just the final dregs of hope.
Upon them those who remain will choke.
Trapped within the halls pf our demise.
So few you can no longer hear the cries.
Praying died long ago but some attempt to beg.
No deity here to offer a passage somewhere else.
And so we wait for our last breath.
With it will be ultimate death.
Species cast into the lost books of past.
Time in this reality went by in a flash.

Savage Suits

Alternate history lives today!
For they’ve tried to take truth away.
Rewrite events to rise as heroes.
Honestly they are but zeroes.
Bigots of the highest order.

Remove bits that cast some shade.
Make sure those with voices are paid.
It might seem mad but it is real.
Everything they have they did steal.
Liars at the pinnacle table.

Call them kings, call them leaders.
They are nothing but deceivers.
Dressed in suits and wearing smiles.
Rather be left with ravenous crocodiles.
For talk is cheap and its all they do.
There is nothing that they won’t screw.
And if you stand against, speak to rally.
You’ll end up buried down in the valley.
You might doubt but should heed these words.
They are not at all absurd.

Timelines manipulated by their decay.
To make problems simply go away.
Just not through chats and civility.
Always by using murder and brutality.
For they are true savages.

Anti-Perk

I press the pen unto the page.
Will I get anything worth rage?
Seems doubtful I have to say.
Stupid block I can’t erase.

Now go.
Get your head out the flow.
Scream into the sky and see,
If what you wish is really what it should be.
I can’t say for certain.
All I know is, I am hurting.

Watch the clock go tick, tick tock and know.
What came before is not guaranteed and so,
Reap rewards and sow the seeds.
Across the continents we bleed.
No more time for all the clacking.
Speak right now or face whats lacking.

Into.
Separate from the wave.
Bark and hope to see the day.
I know bleak is a part of me.
Kick the callous disease and pray it works.
Surrounded by endless anti-perks.
This is truth wrapped in lie, now i wave goodbye.

I press the pen unto the page.
Will I get anything worth rage?
Seems in limbo I must admit.
Selfish period where I can’t commit.