Truth

Truth

A Poem by Lux in Tenebris
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Feedback would be very interesting id love to discuss

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Walking around an empty place, empty space, 
So much s**t talked, rumors spread none it said face to f*****g face,
A rumor away from snapping, push me I dare you,
The damage you've done, the impact you've had and not a damn clue,
From fear, anger to tears, been through more emotions that I knew I had,
Oh? you haven't noticed the happy go lucky kid devoured by insanity? How sad,
My minds my arch enemy, focusing on the things the are destined to destroy me,
Half of it doesn't mean s**t, but f**k it only from ashes can I be reborn so lordly,
All you parasites that don't give a s**t, took my best memories and threw them in the trash,
Left me with my personal demons and just enough time to embrace them, who knows the backlash,
So despicable it got this far and even worst I let it, is something wrong with them or my head,
Imagination so dangerous, why punch and kick me when you can set a bomb in my own mind?
Tick tock, Tick tock a time bomb that just went of like Hiroshima and its to f*****g late to be kind,
Place you bet how much longer can I host these demons in my mind before they take over,
1 month, 2 months one year who knows, will they stay contained or perhaps it will spillover,
Thought I had to escape this insaneness, but why not become it? Madness is what keeps me sane,
One laugh, one cry, one scream, one smile whats the difference when its all caused by pain,
Hit so many times and knocked down even more, always standing back up to a f**k you,
Everyone who tells you it'll get better doesn't know the pain, I've worked so hard and now I'm through,
Those who can make a change turn a blind eye to enjoy there own f*****g utopia,
leave me to sort out and adapt to my internal dystopia,
Like Alex seems so much easier to become a clockwork orange, in a world that favors conforming,
But I ain't for that I want to stand out, stand out and give those who wronged me the result of the my warning,
I move from firing line to mine field, always under fire from so many never good enough cant please anyone,
All my life I was told the human spirit is hard to break but mines shattered, that part of me is dead, done,
Why push away whats making me strong, the fire in my head lit by the demons so many warn us about,
We are warned about the things people fear, and fear is born from what the mass fear and doubt,
Its clear I'm no longer part of the mass f**k them, is this inappropriate so what? 
People are all for freedom of speech so long as its what they want to hear, speak against that and they strive to shut you up, turn you into a robot,
From all those who wronged me i learned the greatest lessons, no act is ever selfless and every message saying "its okay I'm here for you" is said to make sure they can say they tried,
Pretending to care is seen as better than just not caring but f**k that don't fool me into thinking I've a friend when you all just lied,
A world full of unique individuals but those in control makes sure we are cultivated the same, thought the same and makes sure we believe the same,
History remembers those who fought against those higher ups and time and time again we see the price to that kind of fame,
From MLK, JFK and MJ all those who pushed against "injustice' and the higher powers are no longer here for us to gather inspiration from,
As soon as we aren't just walking in the paths paved for us people assume we are wrong, like all those who call me loser, waster of space and scum,
So many cant see the bigger picture, the genius that my strife has given me, the insight I have some see as unfathomable,
Through all my pain I understand so much more and given the time to explain you'll see I'm right, but what you see as madness is just passion,
This message will just be another lost in the graveyard of the internet, but I've said my part and expressed how I feel,
My message no doubt will be seen as crazy and mad, but like any other great person its just something that may not be understood and will therefore be dismissed, and to those who wish to conform you, that is ideal.

© 2017 Lux in Tenebris


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Added on December 21, 2017
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Lux in Tenebris
Lux in Tenebris

Gisborne, New Zealand



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A Poem by Lux in Tenebris