A memory buried, six feet under On an unmarked grave; left a riddle The shovel tossed out, in the ocean Traces of blood, cleaned with bleach Mind being protective like a mother Cut out the once trauma I faced Replaced the hole, with teddy bears
From time to time, the earth shakes Innocence cracks, for hell to breathe Adamant to jump, into inferno Join my circle, of leafless trees But mother tweaks my chemicals With sleep and indulgence In alcohol and lechery Blue screens and THC.
There are times I simply want to matter to someone.....anyone. †There are days when I wonder if there is anyone out there that wants to talk to me as much as I want to talk to them. †I wonder if it's only me walking through this endless gray cloud alone. †I wonder if anyone will see me thru this heavy gray cloud or if I'll disappear within it. To be ever alone missing ones that dont miss me, not to talk to anyone since they wouldn't notice me gone anyway. † This endless heavy gray cloud is eating me alive. I used to ask if anyone would save me. Now I am left to wonder...
the collective eye looks inward the species of soul has pricked the conscious of the hierarchy perhaps they are more than sustenance implanted in humanities conscious...fear religion used for general enslavement
we crave their suffering harvest their pain human screams are the lullabies our offspring sleep to
tendrils across the universe detects something new on the winds coded and locked a dominion we are new to the collective eye blinks and as one we shudder