Holographically Born Numb

When the simplest solution is build another bridge to burn , corner yourself with no salvation 
and nowhere left to turn
  Inevitably both sides seem to get hurt ,  half filled caskets with mouths caked with bitter dirt
The grass is never greener between the heavens and the earth 
Constantly awake dreaming in the haze of the past , breathing life from empty bottles and self labeled an outcast
Innocence will slowly start to make no sense when indifference becomes insignificance
Purposely we trip over these silent walking words , an unlikely agent of my own chaos, subtly I'm usually unnerved
All I can do is pitifully essentially observe .
The world as it is , the world as it were.
 And as it will be , as abnormally 
As this ongoing beautiful insanity 
Such a time to be alive just to watch it slowly die
Just to write this concoction of drug fueled lullabies 
I can't help but smile and release a sigh as I conjure up fabrication and more lies  Useless pieces of this useless puzzle , part of the confusion of the alibi 
This web of self guilt has silently become my life. 
Why this sudden selfishness , I didn't used to be like this , what's the point ? A memo that i must have missed 
 Life shoots blindly , quickly, and yet so obvious
 We continue with our ignorance and obliviousness
Inevitable seconds tick by , like a knife to the heart , a razor to the wrist, and a bloody fist to the sky.
Every end is necessary , to release the weight we never had to carry 
This little game of life can be lived a little less than ordinary.
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March 29, 2022 at 5:43 AM
Thanks for sharing this... Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life."
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