Scared of the darkness
Angry at the light
Confused in the daytime
Restless through the night
Saddened by the choices
Uncertain they were right
Content with the outcome
Exhausted from the fight
Sep 272011
Sep 262011
trapt inside i try to hide
with no way to escape
what little comfort i can find
does not the madness abate
stretched too thin the fabric shreds
what happens when it’s done
i’m left alone, my life to dread
once two now only one
Sep 262011
with quickening pulse
and dizzying speed
it’s life drains away
it’s veins opened to bleed
the decision was bold
deliberate and intended
the creature must cease
it’s life must be ended
it had to be done
for the rest to survive
the world made anew
now able to thrive
if only it realized
the weight of it’s actions
instead it lived blindly
in it’s own selfish distractions
compared to infinity
it’s existence seems vague
the creature known as Man
that became this worlds plague
now cleansed of infection
the world will mend
the cycle renewed
a beginning from an end
Sep 262011
with all my feelings packed down inside
my view of life becomes skewed
nothing falls into it’s correct place
every point offset by my level of compression
with time, i hope to expand again
and learn to live 1:1
Aug 102010
By the time i realized
Reality was already fading
Excited nerves buzzing
All that was left was sensation
Knowing that the end was near
Do i try and stop the inevitable?
Or should i quietly submit?
Why do i try and defeat myself?
Not knowing is the hardest part.
Reality was already fading
Excited nerves buzzing
All that was left was sensation
Knowing that the end was near
Do i try and stop the inevitable?
Or should i quietly submit?
Why do i try and defeat myself?
Not knowing is the hardest part.
Jul 212010
when time is not measured by waiting or expectation
then life can be lived as intended
but when the uncertainty crumbles our foundation
then our soul is left undefended
so what must we do to keep life’s momentum
and prevent the inevitable stagnation
we need only realize the most obvious symptom
a life that is lacking imagination