throw some middle fingers in the air
eyes glazed over
you know that 1 million mile stare

head coming unglued
skies perpetually swaying from grey to blue
the days fly by
and the nights are a haze

ran miles away from everything known
seeing something different
from everything I've been shown
here cums the anger
the hate
this is my fate
this is all i've ever known

throw some 'fuck you's' in the sky
run, run and hide from the lies
tell the shadows creeping in goodbye
fetal position in the middle of the street
screaming out everything in the twlight
dead of the rest of the worlds night
do i care what you think
when you find me
pulling my hair from my bald head
in the alley
this is the breaking through the bullshit rally

this is it
this is when the boy becomes the man
it's when the quiet target of others insecurities
makes their stand
this is getting up and busting through
but everytime i elevate myself
from this muddy stinking ground
i must land.

BOOM
the rattling grounds
the agonized human sounds
unheard like the crashing tree in the empty forest
the last swig of alcohol before the brain finally shuts down
the narcotic stupor and dreamland
the bombs are still dropping
BOOM
and it's never over
BOOM
i can feel the sting
my fucking ears ring
from the other side
of this twisted world -
but nothing
nothing here is actually real.
grab my own reality
and run with it,
steal your own real world.

"A sanctury from the so-called normal world"-Dark Poetry site slogan-