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Got Problems

Sirens wail a final warning
One more reminder of change
Revert course to stabilize
To avoid life’s progression
To stay in this coma of comfort
No
I have avoided long enough
Time to take the next checkpoint
To see what is on the other side

That was months ago
Horrible falls
Bloodied hands
Eyes sulked
Back hunched
These times have been burdensome
Skies flaring flames with every breath
Turmoil quantified by oceans of cries
This constant improvisation
Changing tempos void of logic
Dissonance hobbling along halls of thought
An endless feedback
Lengthened decays
Shimmered reflections
Everything mixing like a drink
Simple ingredients taken for granted

To find the soul of others
Find common denominators
Safe and easy conversations
Placating minds to servitude

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For Fuck’s Sake

Another shuttered misstep
Blood coursing through damp hair
Eyes ablaze with the passion of injury
Taking breaths of gravel through pants
Moving over the pain towards exaggeration
Lash forward with a growl
Lighting striking an unexplored region
Falling back towards a hole of decay
Landing against mechanical metal
Pupils hazed by a whirlwind of direction
Seized by the opening earth below
A distorted voice booming through the fog
Listing the fired violations to dead ears
Right before the lights turned out
Realizing my modulated virtue was fucked

Missing Out

I can’t help but feel like I’m not where I should be
I have ventured down some endless side road
No life but the lights in my head
Solitude that somehow invaded
Creeping the strings that hold your heart
Looking ugly in the mirror after the start
I’ve lost almost every battle I’ve fought
What makes it worst was I did it on purpose
I set myself up to lose
I only know this because I see the parallel life
Everything that could have been achieved
A future that was being handed to me
A choice of a wife, a career, a house
No dark nights medicated under a howling wind
Only love and proper meals
Receiving a kiss for almost all the rest of my days
That is what I gave up
In some immature smack of the hand
Rejecting things that pled to be accepted
Made cases for how it would save me
Though I didn’t care
I moved alone into the desert
Leaving the future to shatter with disbelief
Now I am in the other zone
Where there is no meaning to my future
Just a roadblock in the way of others
A memory most will choose to forget
Just a footnote amongst infinite depth

Will Not End

The world will not end in my lifetime
That may be my only consolation prize
Despite the seeds we plant for the future
Continued declaration against our mother
Ever warming to a point break
Silence before the gasping decision
Though not in my lifetime
I will see neon waiting for consumption
Feel me and fuck me
See it and go there
Drowning in a haze
Tactical mentions in others’ minds
More reasons to smile after the end
Consideration wasn’t placed properly
The reverberations of our actions continue
Bouncing off the walls of time
An endless ripple effect
All is because of before
Never is always never
The past determines our movements
Seldom will there be sudden switches in viewpoint
Even less a lasting change in behavior
So after years of riding the current
Are we damned to ashes?
Has the past forever directed our turns?
Do we ever have a decision?