Sometimes you look in the mirror
And realize your not the man you use to be.
Everything becomes blurred
And your personality rips at the seams.
Out spews your heart ache and angers
In multiple self perpetuating layers
Of hate and disgust
Towards a reflection I cannot trust.
Mush on forward and push open the door
Into another room and consume it with your hate.
Take the paintings off the wall
That shouldnt be there in the first place.
Erase your mind and explode the building where you find it.
Escape with only clothes and leave your feelings behind blinded.
Leave behind your masks, your hopes,
Your past that chokes you
Any time you listen to past records
That now you can't afford.
Sunsets instead of anguish,
Energy instead of complacent
Body language as if I'm already half dead.
Half burnt out, half ahead of my self presence
No more preservation or perseverance in appearance.
No more rush to get up and blushing when I mess up.
No patience in places where patients rely on medication,
No relays for life becausev races I can't place in.
A defensive shell on my back
That I retract to like Bics.
Spit out a little ink while I sit
And think about hits
Placed on my personality.
Self conscious surrounding me
While it's swallowing every single one of my masterpieces.
Drop the gavel kill the species.
Wondering where he went when I no longer see me.
