Cog in the Machine

My daddy may be dead but he was a dirty bastard
So death to my family and death to my master
But who do I follow, where shall I kneel
Shit I don't know cause my master's not real
I shall't not bow before the tattered flag
Nor will I live for a death at its hands
A nation run on the blood of the zombies
Is like a machine, well I'm jammed, I'm sorry
The river that flows from one to another
Got tainted with red from brother on brother
Brother and sister and father on mother
All bled dry by the nation that suffers

You can swim in the river cause it leads to a lake
But you can't fish there cause the purity's fake
How can you get ahead when there's no one to lead
Or no one that will move on in this heat
They leave you meek, humbled, and weak
So that they can taste power cause that's what they seek
The upperclass losers that run the rat race
Are gonna comedown but won't give you a taste

Breath it in as you taste the air
The knowledge is lacking
There's only fear
In a sea of dipshits there's one or two fishes
That gather together and give way to the vicious
Tactics used to dissolve the crown
But destroy each other and this town
No wonder the world's so damn fucked up
Cause the stupid will follow the ones that suck

Brains are dangerous cause corruption ensues
They leave the dumb dumber but that's not news
So this sea of ignorance will be fed by the nation
The rivers drain out cause it's so contagious
Like a disease stupidity spreads
From person to person til everyone's dead
If not literally atleast in the head
The population's mindless
They just want to be fed

Goodbye my friend
Til I see you again
So long
Farewell
I'll write for now

Is it me or am I going insane
This rope in my hand was to tie up my brain
The last time I didn't the fucker ran away
I ended up searching for days and days and DAYS

So long
Farewell
Auf Woedersehen, Goodbye
I really wonder
Where the fuck's my mind
Where The Fuck's My Mind
WHER THE FUCK'S MY MIND
(Fade)

I promise you that I'll write everyday
Every letter written is a piece of paper saved
For you my pal I'd do anything
But you better fuckin stay When the fat lady sings

Goodbye
Hello
Whichever one makes sense
I really miss you
But you made a fuckin mess

And when I die you'll still be there my friend
I even made a place for when you come again
Remain in these words for that's my lasting mark
Until next time, I'll await your next depart


Sing it like you're on crack and meth

I'll say to you that when this life is through
I may begin again but without you my friend
Like a phoenix from the ash my flame burns bright again
But it had to die first to be back at its 10
A mind deranged isn't a mind insane
But entangled in thought and knotted in pain
The strings of the strangler will strangle its mind
If asked I'm good but I'm not doing fine
I believe it's time to go our separate ways
The body stands still as you run away
Maybe you'll return but I'll wait until then
But even without you I don't face my end
It's like a beginning, a start to the finish
I write the first lines of the grand ending
You've been put on display which is why you're gone
And without you can I go on



Started off as my usual moaning about women, but now it's not really that.

Emotions entangled eating my brain
A life for me is a life in shame
The bastard son of the unchosen one
Slung off his head because he's done

Look in my eyes experience the hate
But rip out my heart to feel the love
As I stain you with a warm embrace
The color drains from me as I visit the sun

A skin not so fair or long as his hair
A dick not short nor long nor stub
This bastard bitch shouts out his shit
As he cries to bed when he's done

The kisses the fire bestows upon me
Are lovely tender kisses indeed
The lipstick left burns in me deep
The fire's gone but they're still there

To cure it burn it then leave it be
But never shall it ever return
The fire that I wish I kept
Is the fire I snuffed out my friend

I sat on it but didn't feel it there
I noticed when my butt grew bare
The fire took my pants in the struggle
I was left bare with no flame nor mare



I have no fucking clue

This life may be crazy but it's one that I live
With fried ends of family that tear up my shit
With heavy heart pounding for girls that walk by
But why do I live it , why don't I die?
Why oh why oh why I ask thee
That my fist is in you and comes out bloody
A smack to the face should answer that now
For honestly I find you bloody right now

That knife in my hand that I found in your leg
I use to cut bread and spread it today
I still remember the day that it was found
All bloody and pretty while you laid on the ground
Your face was pale and I checked you for ticks
When you didn't respond I whipped out my dick
Just one rub two rub three rub four
There's a surprise on your face and I'm sure you want more

Those marks on your chest poured a pretty red fluid
I gave it a lick, delicious, I knew it
I tongued that whole hole and slathered it up
Saliva and fluids and that kind of stuff
I even went on to jar up the rest
I took it home and put it to test
From it a broth that tasted so sweet
I made it for you and served in your feet

And what of your face that took on my love
I protected it from below and above
I lotion and wash and dry it biweekly
The rest of the time I enjoy it quite frankly
Your now red lips always taste sweet
Cause I put on some gloss golly how neat
You've kissed me everywhere from head to toe
But your favorite spot has been the below

By the way, You had some strong string tied round your neck
You silly fool you don't use it like that
I took that as well for I wanted to tether
Your leg to my car, I don't drag in this weather
The rain was pouring on that fateful day
That I believe I met my soul mate
Yes I'm talking to you who hang on my wall
With the same strong string from when I found you in awe



I find this fun because of the retardedness I've used to write it. I think it needs more stanzas though. Don't judge me I'd never do this to another person's body.

What Am I?

So I've spent a lot of time thinking, as most people do, and a lot of my thought is supplemented by conversations I have with one of my friends. Well, I've started to question what I am. I've always thought about it, and looked into it. I already decided I'm an empath, but is such a status bound to a physical means. To be more clear, you know how atleast once in your life you will experience not being comfortable in your own skin? Like you don't belong in your body? Well I tend to always feel like that, not saying I feel like I was supposed to be born a girl, but more like I belong more as an astral body that doesn't need a vessel. I've wondered, maybe I'm just the result of being a vessel for another higher spiritual being that dwells in me as does myself. I'll honestly never know though. I just never felt like a part of society as much as I feel like I belong as a part of the global consciousness. I just as much feel disgusted with my status as a human. I'm a cynic of humanity to the extent where I'm gonna assume people are stupid rather than that they have any level of intelligence if I've never met them before. As my Human Geography teacher said, fact is just a reflection of a person's developed reality. To me, it's a fact that humanity will always be stupid. This is just because most people I ever end up talking to make me feel like I'm drowning in a sea of idiocy and ignorance. To extend that comment, ignorance is a lack of knowledge, and idiocy is how a person will act out of that lack of knowledge. But back to my feeling of not belonging on a physical plain. I find that I have an insatiable infatuation with the sounds of words. To me, a song's lyrics don't really have to make sense, as long as there's a nice rhythm to it and a fancy swirl of assonance, consonance, alliteration, rhyme and other sound devices. I find it close to impossible to write "poetry" without a rhyme scheme. Like fuck, before when I had nothing to say but knew I wanted to talk to someone I'd just give them a line of nonsense that was straight up alliteration. It was a proper sentence it just didn't make sense to people.I mean I can't ramble as well right now though, I did better last night when I was talking to my friend about it.

Borderline

Somewhere in between when I want it and I got it
I got this life but I really don't want it
It may be a gift but it's feelin like a curse
Not just this life but every line of this verse
And every line in my nose and every hit in my lungs
It gets me hella high but the falloff runs
It runs me outta town cause the big city's falling

This damn town's shit and it's been busy crumbling
This damn town's shit cause it's lost its pageant winner
This damn town's shit cause it's warmer in the winter
This damn town's shit cause I stopped with the maintenance
This damn town's shit cause the morale is faking man

If you can't tell I'm not talking bout this town
Yea manasty is nasty but not why I frown
And one day I'll get out of this stain
I'll ascend to the spill and leave behind my brain
The ascendance to the glory of the office life winner
Who works a 9 5 and gets a bonus this winter
But he left behind his thoughts and feelings
Cause money runs the mind for now it's concealing
The mind, cause matter is what matters right now
Until I feel better it's the focus for now
But one day I'll return to my mind
But that one day is for another time