Frrrrustrated Hatred

Standing in complete disbelief
Fearing DISTORTED truthful happenings
While painful distasteful chains
Tear away armor and scabs
Dodging infinite jabs
From shadows shouting insults
Getting bullwhipped by culprits
So wreakless
Fucked up detectives
Rigs full of unidentified chemical concoctions
Intended to slowly steal souls
And make us defective
So I watch myself change
As I desperately hold on
To the mess thats left.
Stressed to the max pacing unable to relax
How much more can I lose
To an over inflated tax
Pulling flesh from my back,
Myself barely intact
Slapped and judged from
The way I react.
Insulted repeatedly
From all I lack
Things that im unable
To do or prove.
Im overrun and shunned by
Society's critical cynical
Circle of hurtful hypocrites
Forever flapping lips
Of corrupted critics
We're forced to mimic
Fucking fads and gimmicks
With no limits
When its over and finished
Whats left to say but fuck it
Good riddance
Goodbye
Middle fingers up
Letting birds fly
We try to deny our faults
As we sit back and watch ourselves
Destroy all we occupy
So selfish
Completely impaired
Pissed as our nostrils flare
Flexing so fake
As we shake so fucking scared
Torn in two
As we attempt to undo all
That we've done
Brain dissolved DISTORTED and
Damaged beyond repair
Completely at fault
But childishly scream how unfair
Rare it seems at times
Like these
Overfilled with fantasies
And humanities dangerous dreams
Our souls scream as they lean
Lust and want overule
Our ability to protect.
What could be quite possible
Missions keep missing
As mistakes are denied by those
Solely responsible
A selfless leader is in desperate
Need
No one cares brains
Filled with greed
Freed from false facts
Backed by troops
Taught to shoot and kill
This becomes deeply instilled
And a means of cheap thrills
Returned to families who
Cannot recognize their own
Kind
Veterans confused and uncomfortable
In their own war worn skin
Walking dead from a lame
Attempt at victorty
In a war we're unable to win
So beyond help or hope
Where to begin
The television allows us
To watch the end of our existence
As we lazily feed our swollen faces
Unaware of all that we witness
Who is left to beg forgiveness
Looking up is what
People choose when desperate times
Are completely upon us
Even at the end
Lies cloud all that is honest
But its become a broken
Open infection
And change is beyond us
I wish more intelligent life
Would finally bomb us
Annihilate our race that is
Completely lost
Our hearts change colors
And become covered in frost
Completely self indulged
As our egos and bellies
Continue to bulge
Drewling uncontrollably as we mindlessly
Overindulge
Our addictions and ever increasingly
Inverted afflictions
Intended to be cured
By handwritten prescriptions
Continuous blabbering
When its more important to listen
To others views and beliefs
Offensive suggestions
Long winded and one sided
keep Any potential connection shorter
Then brief
Wolves in sheeps clothing
Well disguised thieves
Slight of hand cheats
With tricks up their sleeves
Steal to satisfy a complete
Hunger for greed
Remorse is a thing of the past
Shame vanished along with
Important morals and values
Morph into a desire of having more
Than you
Rude is the way at the
End of the day
Immune to attacks and insults
Thrown our way
We've slain ourselves at our
Own expense
Shitting on teachers preachers
And parents
Looking back is of no use
Nor is calling a truce
Victims of repeated self induced abuse
What is the use
Of useless intelligence
Endless regrets forgotten
Looking for advice from
Liars and false prophets
With no intentions beyond
Increasing their profits
Police promise protection
But will never stop it
Since they live inside
Of the one percents pockets
At the end of the day
As the sun slowly sets
A time of reflection
Is usually spent
Focused on worry and work
Failure and limitations
Resulting from hesitation
Dreams previously held
Close to our hearts

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