Am I something
I feel like nothing
I can feel the pain coming from my current state
I can feel the blood running down my tainted face
I can taste the life in her veins
And hear her heart racing at a steady pace
But I seem to have no pulse
And her body is pressed against my cold kingdom
Leaving me desiring attention
Without mentioning the fact that I lay here alone
Comatose…dreaming of a brighter fatality
casually straddling thoughts of mortality
Creating galleries of chaos and commotion
Ripping apart devotion in a masterbating motion
Stroking my ego until it relax’s
Delusional conclusions from authentic illusional galaxies
Stashing tragedies behind illogical, technical strategies.
Rationalizing government projects like the aids disease
Bridges burning like the knees I plead from greed on
Sharp as hell, like the pointed tail of a demon
Influenced by stealing, dealing, killing, and grieving
Got nightmares waking up sweating and screaming
I can’t believe were feeding into dreaming and fiending for bullshit.
Standing on religious crutches in our everlasting pulpits
Pedaphiles, preachers, hypocrites and a crowd filled with culprits
Absurd isn’t it… The way the general population thinks
The evil that these thoughts bring
And the dedication and faith that this shit takes
And the unecessary leads me to believe that
You will believe in everything
Trust in anything
Question if you are something
And leave this world nothing
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