Liberate

The things that words Can’t seem to say The feelings That encapsulate Broken down Lost In vowels Primal screams Manic howls Vocalized Weaponry Fails to describe Purgatory A Linguistic cage That can’t express The exquisite pain Of mortal distress Left Brain thought Leads astray The creative force Of right brain haze It’s a futile game […]

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We’re All Mad Here

Listening To empty space She sits and stares And lays to waste. The abyss leaks down In tarred black rain A prison cell Of muted pain. Inside herself A struggle rages Smothered light, Forgotten faces. Entangled by her fractured thoughts She searches for The faith she lost. Looking through Amnesiac past She tumbles through The […]

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Disjoint

Grown up kids with broken wings Breaking hearts And scarring things. Grown up kids With chastised minds Left in schools To rot and die. Grown up kids With racing thoughts Reigned in by Screeching black boards Grown up kids Yearning to flee Adolescent Eternity Grown up kids Too young to care Living on dreams Walking […]

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Catalyze

This is the time To boldly go Where you’ve never been Before. This is the time To abandon rationale To foray Into the void. This is the time To dispel the myth Of a pursuit Of happiness. This is the time To embrace That which makes you Happy. This is the time, Because soon you’ll […]

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Instigate

Seven voices Seven sins Strafe my mind With wanton whims. In flirtatious whispers They begin To wrought their will Through broken hymns. Sacrifice and evil deeds A chorus of depravity, Echoes around the fun fair ride, The melancholy of my mind. They’re closer now Nails scrape on skull Even tragedy Can’t be this dull They’re […]

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Code

Stare into a barcode For the rest of your life And watch it cancer Across everything you know. Stare into the spaces Of tree-pulp white Ironed flat By the stark black lines. Stare into the lines Rigid tar rows Like men at attention Silhouettes of an army. Stare into the army Watch men quiver under […]

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Passage

In the padded leather recliner, the air is moist with fear and disinfectants. A syringe hovers over your taut bicep, buzzing the promise of a fresh creation. You’re in a sort of paralysis that throws you back into the infantile haze of your first vaccination – the doctor towering over you, pasted with a sickly-sweet […]

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