The World Is…

The World Is

The world is cold blooded filled with

impure thoughts and tormented spirits prowling

in the darkness determined to find the weak minded.

So defenseless drained, paralyzed by its demonic hopeless

shaken all the way down to the core of the earth

ready to erupt like a raging volcano.

Our world is genocide crucified by the demons

in the darkness raped by the addiction collapsing damaged

veins. crystalized by the meth resin the shadow

people and the shadow bugs breathing through the

vent whispering in my ear in tongues sending me

on suicide missions me against the world. Judged

by honest criminals doing time to satisfy the system

that’s controlled by my master.

The world is full of deceiving beauty the only

comfort between them and me is my sanity torn

through the serpent’s taste of words charmed by

decaying roses I disarm my pride but not surrender.

The world is simply filtered by its madness
I live in.

 

~NA