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disconnected
a steady stream of nightmares and self-inflicted wounds.........overtaken
by desires...a desire to be free , free from self and time
but time still rolls and we all grow old... empty promises...unfullfilled
dreams..deception , a mental illusion..faking sucesss , thoughts of
granduer ... long nights in a land close to home.. concrete tombs and bad
memories.. surrounded by people and so all alone...exiled
talking to myself..facing exicution by my own hands.. minute by minute
hanging by a thread ... hysterical and mocking .. pointing out others
sufferings.. low self esteem like a circus side show act... a bearded lady
or a tight rope midget in speedos.. romancing disaster.. full of chaos.
dodging bullets and emotions ...responsabilities..stray arrowhead ..
dead pilgrims amd chicken.. simmering in a concoction of selfishness and
pride, the fall is great,,,the sudden stop much better...will i fly or will
i bounce,,, like a butterfly with salt on its wings, jumping away from
depression,,our own worst enemy.. old school lunch boxes.dreams that end in
fatige . upset and dying from an overdose of medication and
candy....fastfood and french fries.. empty promises an shattered
dreams.love lost and disconnected
promises planned to be broken , every lie has some truth and every truth a
lie . reloaded and amped up ,,, happy but really sick.... a social flu but
much worse,,,, deep down soul sleep... needing revival but a valium will do
just fine.. waiting out patience.. green eggs and monkey brains.. a charmin
g rendition of dr. suess.. childhood icons,,, bert and ernie turned fag..
they pushed their beds together..society is slipping fast...a generation
crosses out.... no more national anthem,,,anly rap and booty clapping..
much better than integrity..no more solid people...a whole
world....disconnected
by desires...a desire to be free , free from self and time
but time still rolls and we all grow old... empty promises...unfullfilled
dreams..deception , a mental illusion..faking sucesss , thoughts of
granduer ... long nights in a land close to home.. concrete tombs and bad
memories.. surrounded by people and so all alone...exiled
talking to myself..facing exicution by my own hands.. minute by minute
hanging by a thread ... hysterical and mocking .. pointing out others
sufferings.. low self esteem like a circus side show act... a bearded lady
or a tight rope midget in speedos.. romancing disaster.. full of chaos.
dodging bullets and emotions ...responsabilities..stray arrowhead ..
dead pilgrims amd chicken.. simmering in a concoction of selfishness and
pride, the fall is great,,,the sudden stop much better...will i fly or will
i bounce,,, like a butterfly with salt on its wings, jumping away from
depression,,our own worst enemy.. old school lunch boxes.dreams that end in
fatige . upset and dying from an overdose of medication and
candy....fastfood and french fries.. empty promises an shattered
dreams.love lost and disconnected
promises planned to be broken , every lie has some truth and every truth a
lie . reloaded and amped up ,,, happy but really sick.... a social flu but
much worse,,,, deep down soul sleep... needing revival but a valium will do
just fine.. waiting out patience.. green eggs and monkey brains.. a charmin
g rendition of dr. suess.. childhood icons,,, bert and ernie turned fag..
they pushed their beds together..society is slipping fast...a generation
crosses out.... no more national anthem,,,anly rap and booty clapping..
much better than integrity..no more solid people...a whole
world....disconnected
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