through an observers perspective seeing all of them and their interactions you would think they were all crazy here in this place not a soul has maintained their sanity seems to be like this in all places a collective madness they destroy so much for nothing carried away by strong currents of blinding emotion and drive a world run by a maelstrom of desires unattainable created from a source outside of the self perpetuating illusions losing themselves for broken dreams perverted visions bought from a life mutilated by fantasy so many chained by insanity so much madness, it's normal whose really sane in a world like this? is it the ones that have broke away? that have withdrawn in their own worlds free from this one possessing total freedom that's what "insanity" is- freedom, freedom from a collective insanity and into a private one it's in isolation insanity becomes a problem in a group, community, society, it's the only way to be normal
Tag: freeverse
my curse (freeverse)
my loneliness, my curse i find peace but chaos comes as well something i draw back into, my comfortability something i also want to escape it's this suffering inside my loneliness a suffering in its core on the outside it gives me what i am but conflicts me i want to stay away, i don't want to join in but i always come back, i always hate it this indecision tearing me apart a constant paradox wanting and searching finding than abandoning never ending all these people i try to escape but it is in them, i am me it is in them, the thing i want most once i get it, i retreat push away from this source i long for going back into loneliness i don't understand, maybe i never will the best people are all in my head it all makes sense there
doomed by love (freeverse)
you were just a stranger walking by, almost faceless now i can put a name to the face now i know you so much more than a stranger i am tangled within your web i know you now days go by, attachment gets stronger theres something pulling me closer and closer i can't break away from it familiarity leaves an open wound only closeness can heal when i'm near you, i am at peace you fill in my emptiness you give me what i lack months go by, i'm slowly learning who you really are as the mask fades off portrayal washes away slipping through the cracks, you unveil yourself a great flood succumbs me before, i could escape but now it's too late you're no longer the stranger too much time has been spent now i must deal with you because it is far too late to get out of this now
with you, it all makes sense (freeverse)
As i feel your warmth embrace my body it all makes sense you soothe all of me joining me in true connection with everything i feel part of this no longer an outsider able to be the truth of my being no longer concealed by principles or ideals i become myself entirely with you i am love, i am joy, i am anger, i am hatred i am mankind, i am the world, i am the universe, i am everything, humanity flows through my veins i experience all at once and the jubilation of many as i look around at all these people filled with warmth i ask the man to fill my glass so i can experience more of you
saviour of fools (freeverse)
you're complicating the simplest thing going in circles trying to free yourself from the very chains you created you say you know the answers but you're as clueless as the people you criticize you're the worst kind of clueless you're the kind that spreads your madness onto others making them as clueless as you are a saviour of fools you will save them from one madness to another your madness seems to make the most sense you will save the fools and lose everything
i am still living it (freeverse)
i am still living it going through what happened spent so much time playing the events out in my head going through different situations what could've been what should've been time hasn't changed a thing people get older and they die but it still remains fixed into its original state it doesn't change, it never changes i have to carry it because i am still living it holding me down like a cinderblock chained around my ankles as it submerges me in the bottom of this ocean as i flail for breath, it swallows me it's very heavy the burden of history
the mirror (freeverse)
as a child before the self innocence penetrates the mirror there is no reflection unaware of it it shatters breaking it before the subject there was only life in its purity unknown and curious it experiences for the first time overcome with an abundance exalted with life it seeks the self with time reflection shows mirror is realized as subject recognizes self the mirror offers it new life by dissolving an old one as the mirror reflects what is a being enters the world it becomes the world loses the purity innocence gone mirror has swallowed them whole captivated by the reflection in the twilight of being through mirror and self it has become one it knows what it is tormented by the image it seeks destruction constantly changing moving forward and backward trying to get back to what once was before the mirror towards purity
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