A distance...something impure and fake
Lying listless, in a vague incandescence
Locked beneath the cellar door, and blocked away
The searing stares, the searing stares
Ponder the simplistic meanings,
Shudder at a thought, urging blatancy
Theoretic terms and linguistic styles
We plead for something more;
Lean in towards me, listen to my prose
The listlessness be laid still, if only to impose
Reteach the meanings of life, and yearn for a purpose
Can we rethink the listlessness, and search to resurface
In this, stand strong, you can not lapse or falter
Rethink the meanings, and question all you see
Plead for something more in this life
Rethink, you have a purpose to be
Schizophrenic Poems, Short Stories, and Thoughts 