Silent Whispers of War Screaming

metaphors of the sunset simplicity of the i ching metaphors of the desert wasteland organised warnings we withdraw from never getting enough of this void survival pieces a whole world to support the son of god what is he really going through born again born again born again energy never dies the metaphors of the rainstorm sometimes heaven sends us messages of the devil of every surprise Echoes of emotion what is the cure for cancer among the predictable patterns of horror movies war mongerers the television sits in the corner and lies to me the weather man knows nothing of calms of the storm artistic depression insignificant circumstance no one would notice just that one the mole among the spies on a list of terrorist informants thank you horror flicks the happy side of the cup shows me something i will survive one way or another i will make it through this but the energy will never die the energy spirals out the formlessness of thought refusing to be led the colors of deception the satisfaction of the revenge of honey for the flies why does every story you read betray you why does this story never end how long shall we live in resentments to regeret this party we threw and didnt enjoy survival instincts paths of least resistance sometimes we have to go about things the hard way searching the illusions for the blessings in the midst of smoke and mirrors where are the truths of this reality the center stage of life simple things the message in the midst of metaphor never saw this coming never meant to say that but sounds so funny just jumped right out of my mouth instructions to the miracle one by one famous red carpet grave fatal mistakes all the getwell cards are deceptive thanks for the halo but now i wont fit in with your hell