My Mind Has Found Its Sense

My mind has found its sense

Step outside your charcoal eyes and fall for lust

For the only torture of this life is the slow burn of time

Would they still call it disease

If they saw what you’ve learned?

Stop to see the thermions

Flying right out of your baking body

Watching the hot flares disgorge from your tingling skin

Would they still call it pain

If they knew how alive I am?

This is a real light, not new pain

Danger and impact are but ideas

So let your conscience fail

Do you understand now?

Do you guys ever get the feeling that you’re secretly the most awkward person on earth and everybody is just humoring you the same way we all humor annoying kids who want to talk about random science facts

I hate being manic and nobody is matching my energy.

Like I wanna play and have fun and everyone just wants to sit around grumpy.

It might just be my aggressively dysfunctional childhood speaking but if somebody has the nerve to yell at you, ESPECIALLY a man, you gotta escalate. Im looking at all you sensitive anxious babies. Yell louder, throw things. They respond by yelling louder, throwing things? YELL LOUDER, CHASE THEM

Satan is all around us. Evil is all around. I don’t feel protected by angels. I’m scared.