Society is plagued, it’s been said before… “The person is smart but the people are dumb”, conformity riddles the never ending agenda of daily life along with the violent but hushed death of free thought. The few keeping it alive are vastly outnumbered by modernized mindless zombies.
Tag: violence
The Edge
The Edge in a lifetime of pain and sorrow i’ve learned we must go on with tomarrow day by day children luagh and play oblivious to all thats going on walking through the streets that the slum lords rule churchbells ringing while violence goes on starving people around the world hungry for food or love… Continue reading The Edge
Societally vexed
Society is a plague, it’s been said before… “the person is smart but the people are dumb”, conformity riddles the never ending agenda of daily life along with the violent but hushed death of free thought. The few keeping it alive are vastly outnumbered by modernized mindless zombies. The freedom of life, the only right… Continue reading Societally vexed
While on PCP
I did it again today The same feeling Same as before and yesterday My mind is reeling Im dead i cannot feel Oblivious to my pain It is all so surreal Wild madness in me untamed Faltering morals, violence in mind A rage in me let loose It feels so right, it cant be a… Continue reading While on PCP
Violence
The sting of steel and the hiss of the blade is my only home I watch as my comrades are hacked to pieces and I laugh I know I will never go down, then, the blade comes for me And I listen as the blood leaves my body, someone is laughing
The Night I Gave Up Life
I sit and listen in silence, why did I have to get mixed up in my head with all that violence? As the slow music begins playing, my spirit realizes where I’m laying.
Privvy beginnings… Ascent
Prologue “Cold… “Dark… “Silence… “Desolate…
DISPLACEMENT 6
Pain, mixed emotion, and violence are watching me all at the same time, creating mental anomelies – by reason of the sky darkening. Allured deep into havens of sin, driven mad betwixt the real and the false, all nonsense now, transparent pollution burning my nasal passages – my last thought falling to this decaying ground…… Continue reading DISPLACEMENT 6
Ripped
Ripped apart from the sleeping melody A violence seen nowhere in memory This action’s only a parody Of what’s ripped her apart
Hope She’s Burns
I just felt i should write this here, as i have no one to tell it to.