PART ONE
We tread upon empathy with fingers clamped behind our backs,
Finding solutions for defunct humanity,
While all the white collared men laugh.
All this infidelity makes us feel so dirty,
But we can't help but keep coming back with abundance of condoms,
And everything becomes so wet.
When everything than goes black,
Shutter with delusional riga mortis and sniff up all the chemicals we lack,
For we can find no better task amidst the inhalants we call our own,
And worship with euphoric groans and nervous laughs.
We scream BELIEVE ME! When I smell as if I'm lost,
Stuck up in this tree sitting, collecting dust and rot,
The abysmal end of convince swallowed in a parking lot,
Disappearing slowly into wretched light,
While darkness provides uncanny academic lenience.
We give birth to nothing as nothing gives birth to us,
Dissecting screaming placenta,
And recycling the rest in bins full of blood and regurgitated brain,
Giant flaming cross marking the place where their tiny souls were slain.
Save ourselves but help no others,
Big blue watery eyes full of pain beckon to the complete stranger,
While living on the side of big highways,
With a bottle of cheap cognac as all the company,
On his scabbed knees crying for some sort of escape.
Slip out the open window,
when we could just walk out the door,
So paranoid diarrhea becomes the cure,
Been to so many cities but no form of allure,
Nauseous diet of dirty streets and I am looking for more.
Pounding on doors in well lit hallways,
With no one is there to let you in,
Hold cheap dinner trays,
Sitting outside the open door,
Hallucinations occurring from overdone samples of white walls,
And the unforgiving light.
Nothing hurts us when we're all cut up,
Trapped and entangled in the curse of half assed feeling,
And promises of enormous surprises,
Inside a box that can never be opened.
We all rush to slay the opposer with the cold METAL stone,
The METAL glistening with rouge blushes of delight,
Just like the METAL syringes full of arsenic killing all the deer.
Are the headlights really what we fear?
Mannequins walking like it hurts,
When we scream ripping pink virgin lungs until their cherries pop,
Can't breathe because the oxygen is foul,
And the water smells of beer,
Along with Hazardly stored oil that seeps into gills,
Killing all the fish,
Than creeps into your small child's bedroom,
Squeezing his tender neck.
Already too much phlegm,
And no one can seem to spit it up,
Suppressed globs of green yellow spittle bottled in lungs,
Cough and an atomic bomb goes off.
Chemical romance chemical warfare,
Relationship of a chemical man and a chemical woman,
We need to grow up,
Without a chemical lawyer and chemical mother,
But can't seem to forget about the chemical.
Ashes among finger paintings,
Pills crushed along the floor,
Popped one whole bottle but still we beg for more,
Intoxication suffocating thought,
Hypocritical but still an ugly joke,
Disappearing faster than the men from Roanoke.
PART TWO
Remember what we say we are before sneaking tendrils of fog roll in,
We've traveled so long and far,
But can't cope with creeping sensation,
When beautiful blends of balloon blows by and can't suppress sin.
It's alright to be left handed,
When the words don't amount to anything,
Vital organs begin to spin,
Pinwheels creating reflection of color and light,
And the average intelligence lets the universe win.
Comfort amidst the cold sharp encrusted with dried red,
Making no effort to stifle sticky rivers,
But applying salt and suggestive lies,
Lying still but never dying.
This is the time of year the demons have been waiting for,
Annual frenzy of feeding,
Stagnant bathing,
Frantic breeding,
And horrifically they multiply.
Your complacency non existent,
As they hunt maliciously for seconds,
Parasite exhaustion but we can rest no more while demand is in play,
And I'm the terrified and squealing pray.
Jump out windows to avoid unnecessary torture and pain,
Assisted suicide a new alcohol spiked with acid rain,
It might take an outrageous amount of effort to tame,
So secure temporary lobotomy,
And let catatonia disconnect body from brain.
The dull threads fanatically unweave,
Without prior knowledge or warnings,
I know I promised I could never leave,
But the spikes pressing against throat,
Makes us forget about all we once believed.
Amidst the rapidly falling leaves we play,
It's Sunday morning,
But we're forgetting to pray,
God comes down from heaven to show heathens the way,
Fall through widening gaps and in hellfire we pay.
I laugh within the fire,
And the fact I was led astray,
And while laughing manically,
We hardly ever tire,
The condemned scream "You're a fucking liar!"
But still they are led away,
To dangle from the homely dying branches.
We all pass by the guilty hanging from the trees,
Notice the shit and eyeballs,
Next time we roll among the leaves,
Ice age invading like a strong Antarctic breeze,
In time all the ragged eyeless corpses freeze,
And finally the grinning and gloating gods become appeased.
We can never seem to satisfy,
Swallowing and choking on sweaty air we try,
We realize its all in the mind,
But still ask why,
Resistance within soul betrayed by your eyes.
Amazing the situations in which we can adapt,
Plan to finally bandaged wound,
But it's already wrapped,
Masochistic abuse to dead cells while you napped,
Throwing the remnants in the trash.
Uncomfortable twisting conditioning before I can go back,
Physical wants to cease guilt but mental will crack,
We at least theorized there may be something small lingering,
But the pounding, heavy rain creates current,
And carries old desires roaring down the drain.
PART THREE
Woke up sudden and scared.
Woke up killing in the morning.
Anxious hungry termites never quite prepared,
When the frigid extinguishers spray,
And than repair.
Another disappointment created by the drought.
Another bone breaking day and all we do is pout.
New friends, tender hands,
But now obscenities they shout,
I knew they were never there anyway.
When she doesn't wave but just passes.
Intentionally throwing a live body into the ashes.
Now we have all these blistering rashes,
And the old used bandages,
Don't ease or soothe the burning.
Please just one more minute of bliss.
Addicted to sex but too terrified to piss.
When I'm high just give me a kiss,
And eventually I come around.
Combination of tears and snot.
In the wrong place at the wrong time and you might get shot.
Can't even remember why we fought,
But maybe it was important.
We've got so much sympathy,
When someone's finally gone.
Paper plates holding empathy,
But all the substance is done.
The fork still recklessly stabs bone,
Hoping one day it may hit home.
Legato sun and staccato rain,
Run wild through the sky,
Crossing eyes and forecasts lie,
And the weather is insane.
We starve and starve and starve,
While connected to feeding straws,
Review the doctrine of the city,
And follow all of its laws.
But were strapped to a bed,
And chained to a wall,
Crucified by stapler,
And pretending to fall.
Tension and expressed nervous exhaustion,
Especially when not fed.
Vents lazily circulating heat,
And a bullet through my head.
Thrive on corrupted values of Jesus and Greed,
Screeching and burnt from ego,
And taking more than we need,
Just told your breath,
and wait for your god to bleed.
I am fucking nothing just like you are.
Just a disobedient statue covered with feathers and tar.
Shrink in size and minimize,
Than shove me in a jar,Away from the noise and dissonance.
