The Social Construction

Roar strong!
Be made of steel;
Stand strong for long.
Belong!
Popular seal.
Do not be wrong.
Make pairs!
Contractual,
Olden affairs.
Time wears!
Pain’s factual;
So sleep downstairs.
Hold tight!
To what you’ve got.
It’s not in sight.
Unite!
Because if not,
You’re not alright.

Body and Mind

The piano stores no previous sound.
Then suddenly, by a finger’s lone touch,
A note can be heard for us to perceive.
When all is silent, the note won’t be found.
Nonexistent before, and is now as such.
It goes nowhere when we hear it leave.

Compulsory Love

I am born and all that I know,
Is what I see and  what I am told.
All I wish is that you would show,
The love that you promised, for me to hold.
You are here and still I will hurt.
You’re watching me and still you don’t act.
You strike me down to the cold dirt,
And leave my world so torn and cracked.
I can’t believe that you ever loved me.
I won’t reciprocate to you mindlessly.

Art is the Answer

Live and breath, think and create.
I am found on the page.
Don’t try to translate,
Through bars of the cage.
What you see is all you’ll know.
Don’t come to question me.
Not all that I show,
Is what you will see.
Know me through my expression.
Note to the advancer.
Art’s not a question;
Art is the answer.

Plague

‘This hurts me more than it hurts you.’
I close my eye and pray it's untrue.
‘Go to your room and wait for me.’
I wait minutes, cry eternally.
I can’t contain the rage that’s inside,
But I conceal the marks on my hide.
Vent on the flesh at the local playground,
Until bars and bricks conceal and surround.
Anger and rage flows through and through,
Struck forcefully into the new.
‘I’ll teach you to obey.’
Love, hate, home, trust, betray.

Leaving Lowlands

At the strike of feared midnight
All my sorrows come to light
And now it doesn’t feel right
The long ride home intimidates
The void you will leave suffocates
Scrounge some hope, salvation waits
Don’t depart to the abyss
One last thing before dismiss
For all eternity, one goodnight kiss

Drop Dead Time

I can’t stand it any longer; I can’t stand the sight
It grows in the dark before me; It’s not alright
I see it in my hand
I can’t put it down
How can I withstand?
I’d prefer to drown
When I am what I hate, my world will ignite