Omitme ( Archived) (5)

Given away to the precious pride of fallen kings
They persecute because they don't understand,
and they can never grow.
The maidens of lies network though egos of cripled
minds. Trudging through me they only see self desire
by means of desease. Media infected. Comercial control.
Standing in the unseen well lit shadows,
you can only burn away your dispair,
You could screem with actions of desperation,
Plead for a focus for each souls reality,
Tormented melodies deflected by unwilling ears,
But,why should I notice the fine details of
destruction,
Logicaly predict the design of all the acceptable
ignorances,
Compensate conversation with the, longed for, character
of stupidity,
There is no room for the grey man in your war,
Just a casualty of his own persistance,
Why must he go on,
Fighting for nothing, and it is everything,
Feeding on hopes, created with his desire to live,
Die since the day you could make preseption,
I can not walk on,
But, I will continue,
Nothing of my flesh will perish,
But, the rest has completely decayed,
Somehow, still observing you,
Finding every center, I am unwilling to challenge
one's own decisions, not when the student might
teach me that I have misled them,
Nothing is factual,
Up is where you say it is,
The only true insanity,
A sane mind in an insane world,
Loneliness defined Inner acceptance denied.

Welcome to forums, and hope you make your way around just fine.

Ahh, depressed and woe of all 'round
nature be what is, and is
be wary of the tallman on stilts
shouting promises of savior rights
and lift up that face
see the sun, stars, moon
there they are, and factual be
a constant for just now


:)

Thanks :)
Can't say I'm glad to be here but, I will do well
to enjoy it.

Insects trained well to buy in to hand fed instincts
There is no more a reasone to begin with something
you haven't tried,
It would alter everything that you have built
You must not faulter from the flock.
Endless members of a virus can't be wrong
Overcomplicating with in depth simplicity,
Justified by the need for purpose,
Whats the painful in releasing this?
You can never have what wasn't there... again
This fallen wall reveals that there
is no ground to build on,
there never was.... no
It was in your mind,
No, disrespect for rejecting undesired clarity,
But where does that leave the clear,
If you crumble you will be mis-medicated,
Its the public cure,
Just disable the source of creativity,
Whitenning the stains of reality.
What happens to the survivours?
What is left for them?
And are they there?

unseen visits to there
call for public scrutiny
yet, all without coats are not there
so, are they
can they be?
follow the rat maze, and be trained
if you must
that make you learned in clarity ways?
no, say not this
and so where to gain it all...
but, plucked from thought
that cannot be measured
exist to be seen, not
until put to test
and here we go again!

:)