We Argue With Ourselves

We argue with Ourselves

Political debates over living policy

Unsure of anything

Afraid of reality

Afraid of Our delusions

Can hardly tell what is real

Afraid which ever one We choose

Is going to kill Us all

- Andrew, We

I am erupting out of my own skin

I cannot contain myself

My soul is on fire and my spirit is raging

There is something in being god

Absolute in your dominion

As things fall into place

Declaring themselves in all boldness

Reality writes its own course

And we dance in moonlit groves

Bound up in that ecstasy

Wild gods

Worshiping through the night

Is it ok to say we're unhappy?

To be so vulnerable with ourselves

As to recognize things are not well?

At times the energy to stay alive is all consuming.

It drains every last volt of the soul

Till your crying alone

Desperate for respite.

Can the heart run away

When its feeling weak?

Can I hide away the nights and days

Till I can smile again?

Up and down

Raging moods and thoughts.

Manic dance

Eclectic wilds.

- me

Goodbye to all the weird

So long porn bots.

Hate to see you leave.

I'll miss your tits and dicks,

And all the strange your brang.

You have been with me since the beginning.

A constant presence.

Your are my number one supporters,

And my most faithful of followers.

Who will love me now?

Now that you are being stripped away?

The quiet emptiness.

Of a pristine world.

- By me Andrew

I want to break things