unnamed faith
in unseen ideals
should'nt we be worshiping the real?
unknown bliss
in unreal dreams
in the hope of a better waking
in the dream of a better sleep
but when all else fails
we have to turn to an alternative deity
succumb to the liquid
link to the heavens
lift me up
breathe me in
feel me course
through your veins
i am the answer
inject me
through your senses
and watch them
fail
i am release
why care for this
when im only two steps away
why stop now
your closer to me now then you will ever be
i am your savior
i am your god
overdose!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
From Entropy to Atrophy
Thoughts thrown randomly at the walls
and nailed back into place
recovering the pieces lost
from the wars raging behind a calm face
Abhor the vacuum
so nature fills the void
not with the tranquility longed for
but with the entropy of a mind devoid
tragedy strikes
when mere tremors grow
into complete mental collapse
and the downfall of reactions occur
giving way to utter negative relapse
knee jerks and spinal tap
functioning on an involuntary level
perhaps guided by a light misguided
do we dare hope for a repose
or do we surrender to an inevitable cranial dispose?
the question is but a trifle among the tide
cradled in the eye of the vortex
of an infected inner-cortex
amidst this harmonious discord
the chaotic calm before the storm
disconnected emotions surges spoken word
and hurt courses through the ones linked at heart
screaming yet completely silent
morally correct yet decadent
doomed to a life of pseudo-intelligent depravity
doubting all but self-standing gravity
with only this verse self-explanatory
showing any semblance to sanity
destined to suffer rapid rational decay
severing all desires of salvation away
and as i raise the scalpel to my mind
im convinced that atrophy is the only way!
and nailed back into place
recovering the pieces lost
from the wars raging behind a calm face
Abhor the vacuum
so nature fills the void
not with the tranquility longed for
but with the entropy of a mind devoid
tragedy strikes
when mere tremors grow
into complete mental collapse
and the downfall of reactions occur
giving way to utter negative relapse
knee jerks and spinal tap
functioning on an involuntary level
perhaps guided by a light misguided
do we dare hope for a repose
or do we surrender to an inevitable cranial dispose?
the question is but a trifle among the tide
cradled in the eye of the vortex
of an infected inner-cortex
amidst this harmonious discord
the chaotic calm before the storm
disconnected emotions surges spoken word
and hurt courses through the ones linked at heart
screaming yet completely silent
morally correct yet decadent
doomed to a life of pseudo-intelligent depravity
doubting all but self-standing gravity
with only this verse self-explanatory
showing any semblance to sanity
destined to suffer rapid rational decay
severing all desires of salvation away
and as i raise the scalpel to my mind
im convinced that atrophy is the only way!
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