What is reality?
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A mask so curious,
as to inflict madness
Behind one so serious,
eternities spent in a vastness
Listless days descend
into moments of sadness
Ones we condemn
as they take less practice
Weakness, presented as a veil
We attend to its whims
for, as to, we prevail
Shackels unchained as sins
Slowly, As we can now exhale
Our sins unbearable grin
We begin to retell…
Reality is simply this,
one not so pale
Shadows creep,
Slowly feeding on the weak
Broken and bleak,
Now, are the words I speak
Wither into darkness avast,
Joining a mass
Then break like glass,
Until each moment has passed
Listless and afraid
Falling, into dismay
Put myself out on display
Until I wither away
Into this mortal coil
As the disgust begins to boil
Days and nights, my mind will toil
A mind of rot and spoil
Shackles unbound, a man without fear
Existent in his mind, saying death is near
Withered and broken, he stands firm
A survivor, for the lack of a, better term
Not today, he screams to the sky
Sadness avast, not wondering why
Bound to this life, forever intertwined
Without cause, just trying to be kind
Into tomorrow, he waltzes with pride
Always remembering, how life has tried
Listlessly he wanders, a day at a time
With all he has, walking towards his prime
Never let this world, make you feel inferior
Walk with God, life will be much prettier
Stand firm in your life, a day at a time
This i promise, tomorrow will be mine
Roses dying in fields of impurity,
Rancid petals, falling into pools of blood
Fractured sanity fades from existence,
A lucid nightmare, reality is a lie
Languidly we file, toward an inevitable fate
All the while, conspiring to end the hate
Forever doomed, to repeat the cycle
In ways we assumed, where not entitled
Quintessential ways we see the world
Incidental, the distances we’ve been hurled
All the while, down a spiral we file
As we smile, mile after mile
Receding, into the back our minds
Misleading, the ones who where, oh so kind
This world is a cancer, and existence a patient
There is no answer, as an understatement
End this cycle, and walk down your own path
Before the day’s final moment, just remember that
This existence isn’t real, and nothing else matters
You are brilliant, and they are just actors
Children crying out, forever in pain
While we’re lying around, like we’re insane
This world is pathetic, why can’t they see
Mankind, is so apathetic, to just let this be
Protect a predator… honestly, what the fuck
Just shoot the messenger, for a blow he’s struck
This world is going to hell, and we’re taking a ride
The souls we sell, just so predators can hide
When God comes down, will we all just lie
Or, tell the truth, and say, “we just didn’t try,”
Innocent souls, sold for a twisted mans pleasure…
While we just fold, our apathy unmeasured
We are just as guilty, to let this be
People are just so filthy, we just WON’T see
Honestly, how can we protect these acts on our kids
Constantly questioning, what even is
Get on your knees, and seek an answer
I say to you, “please, let’s end this cancer,”
Come to your senses, and out these predators
Forget the offenses, and educate the messengers
Touch me, with enchanting words
Enthusiastically, devour my mind
For I, love and seek beautiful rhymes
A beauty beheld, like a majestic bird
Sounds of poetry sooth my troubles
Thinking in sonnets, all the time
Any sentence, that’s analytically fine
These make all my pains just crumble
So tell me your heart song
And, I’ll even give you a dime
If you let these words be mine,
Just sing me a perfect sonnet,
It won’t take long
Coming home, avast in psychopathy
Vague concepts, existence is a lie
Listlessly wandering in the void
We have lost our way, in life
For life, is a false concept,
Lies, all lies, existence nonexistent
Shades of sanity, fade into obvious rejections
Blank faced, staring into a dark spaces
I think I know the truth, finally
An incandescent reality, an illusion
Blood pours from our ignorance
This dream must end soon, I’m coming home
My mind is in pain
Reality faded, distorted seclusion
When will this absence end?
I don’t want to be
I DON’T WANT TO BE!
I’m coming home soon!
The devil whispers insanities…
The vulgar things we love to hate,
We listlessly lie to ourselves each day,
To think that we are in control, is a joke,
Keep telling your little lies all you want,
I will never follow you down that hole,
Even if it is fun to pretend sometimes,
I think they aren’t even mine
Is it ok to not believe in reality?
Tell me a lie and say that it is normal,
That I’m not going crazy…am I going crazy?
He whispers sweet nothings in my head,
Demon or devil that he may be,
For, blood is looking less sinful,
Are we alive…am I alive,
These aren’t my emotions…
It looks like we are falling
Into the void, once more
I knew it was you all along,
My sweet nemesis
A vast and overwhelming haze surrounds,
Chasms of tormenting thoughts,
Rivers of blood pour from scars,
The vastness ahead…
Fill the blood chalice,
And be free this burden, my son
Into stories told by our survivors,
I envy the dead, and fear the living,
For the dead, are certain, sure
Not infinite, only in certainty
But all certainty, is decaying certainty
These aren’t my emotions!
In the eyes of our fathers, we have fallen
The broken pieces, dust in the wind
An onslaught of emotion, then I am broken
Take me to the edge, I won’t return
Fragments of segregated emotions,
Absent pieces, empty existence nonexistent
Shattered reasoning, subdued conscience
We won’t last through the winter,
Demonic reasoning, shifty impulses
Illness inside, listlessly existing
What have we become, my friend
The reflected image, an existent stranger
Self loath the inner you, the true self
Sinister cynicism, insistent insanity
We are nothing, and you are no one
No one else exists here…
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