At work xD
Do You See Me?
Desolate void in the eye of who’s watching,
Remotely distilled by a visitor’s rustling.
The sidewalk is alive with death,
In its cold, concrete waltz with the earth itself.
Do you see me?
Tomorrow’s grandeur is today’s journey,
Assuming the endeavor is approved by attorney.
Love like you’ve never been hurt before,
Maybe the wounds will wound themselves.
Do you see me?
But I won’t succumb to the bitter chantings,
Of a universe so abysmally beautiful.
Devoid of warmth, and quick to anger;
Whisper in my ear, whisper in my ear.
Do you see me?
Obliteration, conservation, perpetuating a bleak, sullen future,
Deception is quick when eyes go wandering;
And the eyes of the masses grow gluttonous,
For images outside of their lives meandering.
I don’t think you do.
~ Stoic
Feeling Superior
Shades of grey and droning noise,
5a.m., on a lonely convoy;
My mind is awake, my body asleep,
With nothing but caffeine to keep,
The two from colliding, astral abiding,
On a plain unseen;
On a plain unseen.
Wake up at noon from surreal sleep,
Wasting dubloons as a means of a cheap,
Way to drain resources, a materialistic purge.
Never succumbing to your instinctive urge.
On a plain unseen;
On a plain unseen.
Take this away, my body is inadequate,
My voice and my mind are corrupt.
There’s something amidst between my sanity and sleep.
As we all jump into the pond the world deems acceptable,
Composing all whims; satisfactory, palpable.
No plains here.
Forgive my misdemeanor, my words and my past,
For the memory of you is already fading too fast.
I did all I could to deserve this and you.
My vision went awry, my judgment askew.
Yes, on a plain unseen;
On a fucking unseen plain.
I know there’s only time, and fate and transitions,
Hopefully the future isn’t paved with sedition,
Do you miss feeling superior?
~ Stoic
