four disconcerting thoughts

Let me breathe fire
Let the world know my shame

Where's the writing on the wall
the ceiling,the floor but the mirror
The mirror shows me for what I am
unreal and opposite,smiling and tame

show me the rhyme
the reason to build
where the artists can file
and the bidding can begin

i tell me to ask why we pretend
is it just a lie or do we really care
we all have our problems,why pity the weak
look,here's another one you can like and share

words with no hate
are words with no meaning
words can buy love
if the price is right,and the bitch is willing

halflife

sharing her demons
savoring my pain
holding her hand and
wiping her stain'd

eyes, and her lies
and her reasons to stay
her torrential denial
my nerves of fray'd

endings are less than they're made out to be
unless your world's burning
unless you're me

Ultra-Violence.

Prelude Non-continuous

"I could drown on dry land" (Let that sink in)

A timid thought from a feeble mind.
It was anything but kind.
A little desire in a inhumane attire.
"Let's do that" concluded this fallen child of mankind.

Inflicting inconvenience birthed a smirk.
Insisting pain birthed a laugh.
Implementing his desire made him not give a fuck.

Like the time he hosed down that transformer.
With optimistic prime expecting a disaster.
Ain't no power to the people.
The power he thought should be with the capability 
of a higher being that should show no remorse. On committing the necessary evil.
See.Kill. Was a wild predictor instinct. 

"I'm not an animal"
No animal would break into a school dead in the night.
And burn all the records kept to decide the fates of our future.
No animal would be able to do that.
"I'm not an animal, I'm the imperative, the mandatory stat"

Punching an infant used to be a giggle of the past.
Now mixing cyanide in the water tank seemed a riot.
Along with the carcass of that dead girl Charlotte.

Charlotte was a deadbeat, who threw her pet dog out in the street.
Milo didn't deserve that and seemed offended.
'That's not good manners', thought  the sane man.
While he gutted her and the bad conduct ended.

Just another day in the life of the light-bringer.

*Turns off the light*

I Killed a FUCKING Lizard in front of his DAD (parent)

I am sorry child but now you are free

But maybe if you were smarter than me

Maybe i would die instead of you

And all of that would mean nothing too

Fevered

Sweet dark respite

Why dost thou evade me

Scorned lover I am

Seeking,never finding 

Tumultuous waves

Cold heat on summers day

Floating in safe waters

Crashing on bitter edge

Dirigible no more

Loose anchor,straying

Derisive judgement

Absolved of judgement

Now hooked to wires

Pumped with snake oil

This is more than fever

This is Zombie Madness