Rotten Through

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 thatContinue reading “Rotten Through”

Beyond All Boundaries

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 andContinue reading “Beyond All Boundaries”

Deranged Old Narcissistic Addicted Lying Douche

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 justContinue reading “Deranged Old Narcissistic Addicted Lying Douche”

Retribution From The Arms Of An Outcast

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 IContinue reading “Retribution From The Arms Of An Outcast”

Ivory Tower

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 awaitContinue reading “Ivory Tower”

Scenery Of A Jaded Curve

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. MarchContinue reading “Scenery Of A Jaded Curve”