Welcome Friday(s) II

Have we...

     Forgotten our consciousness witnessed the world 1st United go emotionally blind, It's an indescribable historical blessed record moment, Livid requiem throbbing unquestioned memory, Undoubted vein death of any left from right wing left empathy over within anyone, Answer; No!
We're the accumulation of our silence, Watching the world burn!

In lieu of,
Watching lethargy;
Win!

We're,

Rotten,

Lethargic,

Splendid...?

Death of hope,

Stained inhumanity,

Faith died with shame,

Apathy wins the day,

In lieu of; Guilt,

Shall we find,

Our way...!

Nervous?

Monster.
We...

All!

Welcome Friday(s)! I

Have you...

     Ever witnessed someone go emotionally blind, It's a true blessing to be able to transcribe, Via actual livid throbbing memory, Because it's the vein death of empathy within someone.

In lieu of,
Watching lethargy;
Win!

She...XVI

She,

     Tangible infinity, Chased memorable never a moment sick of being without you numb; Indefinitely, You're the storm I'm chasing, The hand that rebukes me, The earth I'm moving; Or trying to move, With my everything...

In lieu of...
Chasing metaphors,
Acronyms and pseudo names,
Of you; Forever.  

We've,

    Been manufactured by the collective enemy, The mirrors have taught us to cry unbelievable profoundly wrong; Unjust is our selfish harbinger everything else; Logic, The greatest plight is pointing deadly impact blame at everything we've manipulate created, For in blaming we cancel out our own hurting and pass spitefully on the mental (illiterate are we) health forwarded issues, Undeservedly on to others, Recycling the pain we're left unfeeling...!

In lieu of our participation in,
Watching others internally;
Emotionally bleed;
To suicide death.
Let's not...
Pretend.

We,

     Have been harbinger manufactured since our vermilion birth, To cry unbelievably wrong; Unjust, Developed an allergy to empathy, So fucked is our logic, Pointing lethargic blame at everything we've manipulate created... Surrendering hope to the clues we've conceived and can no longer read. 

In lieu of our participation in,
Butchering compassion;
Wholly!

You're,

The closest,

To forever I'll,

I'll... Ever be,

Dreaming;

Obviously,

About,

Heaven,

It's with you,

Believe it or me,

No story ever written or told,

We and I am the most rotten,

Perfectly broken anomaly,

Describing everything,

And absolutely;
Nothing, is;

Better...

Than;

You!

Get;

Fucked up,

Write poetry,

Hope it all ends,

To die; Each night,

Daily broken pretend;

Haunted by loneliness,

Drowning in the fight,

Under the weight,

Of our vast;

Hopeless,

Lonely,

World!

Get;

Fucked up,

Write poetry,

Hope it all ends,

To die; Each night,

Daily broken pretend;

We're not haunted,

By the weight,
Of our vast;

World!