You Will All Have Your Turn…

501 Reasons

The infection it spreads
Like the virus in my head
Love is loss and loss is expected
Life goes on, if only for a minute longer
Don’t know when to give up
I can feel the human condition
It’s spreading
Down my limbs and into my spine
Everyone wants to know
The reason, the why
No answer is given, no answer to find
This information is deadly
This information can kill
For without this reason
No reason to live
Lost control, control has been lost
If you can’t make your millions
We will surely die off
This information is toxic
This information is unclean
Unholy, whatever it may be
No weapon is greater than
The one inside your head
Your mind left wasted as you go on
Survival instincts weighted down over time
501 reasons you must lay down and die
For your sins and not your crimes

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Muttered Words… I'd Never Heard A Human Sound…

It Hurts to a Point

Spinning in place
Death should be the end
But what if
What if it is not
Grinding into dust
Dancing against everything
That should have been
Ash to ash
Was all there was ever meant to be
But what if
What if all of this was for nothing
Bending to a breaking point
Snapped in half, left for dead
Begged and pleaded
They pick against my skin
Taking flesh for flesh
Bone for bone
But what if
What if that was how it was meant to be?

Trying to Define a Useless Existence

Sticking needles to fit in
Each one sticking out of the skin
Fucked up and chill
What’s the idea without a plan
An episodic dream played out
The arc didn’t work out
Time to move on
A bridge built between you and me
Each letter spells out a different thought
The neon sign wasn’t for effect
A warning that glows against the night sky
Sin, love, live and fucking forget
Thoughts and opinions don’t matter
Trapped in your head
Screaming broken sentences
Could you ever, would you please
Believe in me?
Not asking anymore
Simply begging for all of this love and admiration
Not the way it was
Only the way it has always been
Special but as it turns out, not at all
Better than you, turns out not at all
Full of shit and finally we circle the same corpse
Being honest with myself
Taking in all the truth
Nothing is worth anything
So what the fuck do I do with my day?
Depression creeping in? “No”
Life checking in? “No”
Cracking open my own brain? “Yes”
Punishing myself? Pushing? What’s the difference?
Breaking down the ideas of everything
Trying to define a useless existence
Still searching for definitions

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