IdeaThe galaxies unfold in front of us.
Mere dust thrown upon a black canvas.
You witness it all.
You are the essence of life.
Some may call you a god,
Ancient and forever.
Burning like the sun,
You have a belief, you can change reality,
You build the future you have foreseen.
You feel so insignificant.
You cannot change time.
An observer peering through your looking glass,
Watching but never acting.
The blood paints the land,
And Skyscrapers rise on the horizon.
Whatever you decide,
You will not change the course of events.
For you decision is a fixed point, and has been made already.
You rule over the ages from behind your glass.
An observer of time,
You are an idea and a dream.
One that is an inch away from remembrance,
Begins to fade as we awake.
WrathYou say its mutual,
Lies to convince yourself.
You've done nothing wrong.
No one is hurt.
You murder someone.
Yes, convince yourself,
That you've done nothing is wrong.
Someone is still hurt.
Ignorance is bliss, isn't it?
Never feeling guilt.
Gut a human.
Hallucinations are what you cling to.
Swallow your pills.
Smoke your weed.
High on heroine.
Cowardice to face yourself.
You become pathetic with your attempt at justice.
You're the same as your captors.
Your misery would give me pleasure.
Am I so sadistic to want to watch you fail?
Is everyone such a mess?
Do they all turn the other cheek?
Is it wrong for me to want something like this?
I want your flawed sense of justice chained to your faults.
I want your own beasts you rip you apart.
After you joined their ranks.
Take your apologies.
Throw them into hell's fire.
I hope there is a circle especially for your hypocrisy.
Lightning will stop your rotten heart.
You awake on the nightmarish planes of
Breaking my heart.
Falling in love again and again.
Leaves an imprint on my brain.
Am I such a masochist to wish for this?
Your love is your poison kiss.
I fall into my intoxicated state.
Depths of the end is my fate.
You taught me of betrayal,
I hated your angelic portrayal.
Why do I think of you even now?
Burn your golden crown!
You taught me not to rely on others,
My soul it smothers.
Despair takes over.
Sorry I wasn't your four leaf cover.
You taught me of the despair of your apathy.
I know now you'll never truly come back to me.
I hate you,
And oh how I wish you knew.
You're the one I watch behind frozen glass,
Hiding behind my mask.
I hold the gun to my head.
I wonder, "Can I shoot you instead?"
I'm sick of listening to your nonsense.
If only you knew what I meant.
I can't stand your jovial, plastic attitude,
Your lack of gratitude.
Maybe I should perform a something dramatic; drastic.
To melt all of your uncaring, smiling plastic.
Can't you look at me?