Ich Bin Ewig

We surround ourselves with glorious gifts
women, men, material things
Hate each other over simple tiffs
men, women, material gains
It's world I've grown to despise,
the boredom, the lackluster movie moments in reality
the garden of eden across my neighbors property  
it's all a joke in disguise
petty mingling to outshine the other
small wallet thick girth
Even God has hidden himself, ashamed and petrified of what we've become
of what he created
the apple, the fig or whatever you believe was the forbidden fruit...
it was us,  
sex,  
reproduction  
and we've become what evil we created...
 
To truly find love and loss for hate  
to feel whole and eliminate any brand or mistake
a suicide, a sudden death, a grave undertaking,  
you can't condemn what isn't here anymore,
time heals all pain and you'll forget what I did to cause your grief,
why you hated my smile, my laugh, my dark humor and narcissistic ways
I paved the way for so many people, who snuffed their own flame out while also diminishing mine...
I won't just slowly burn out..
no
I'll fucking explode...