Behind the curtain

waits the wizard

using magic

for blatant lies

Pulling strings

pushed buttons

reflecting chaos

in troubled eyes

Malevolent thoughts

wanton actions

cause the truth

to amortize

Lies coalesce

forced delusions

continually prompt

their own demise

The truth will

set you free

so I’ve been told

when one complies

Fallacies die

as we see

that truthfulness

begins to aggrandize

Yet the curtain must

be pulled back

enabling the truth

to proselytize

Sudden flashbacks

Atrocious memories

See the innocent child

Hiding from a parent

That he loves

And loathes

Witness

The erasure of hope

He’s given up praying

Nonstop horror

Has a way of

Removing faith

I can’t forgive myself

For being born

An assured calamity

Of a metaphysical experience

Crawling out of the abyss

Into the humiliation of the self

With ambiguous lucidity

And the unique misfortune

Of an unwanted existence

Simply waiting for

The inextricable

Annihilation of life

Embracing the sweetness

Of death

Don’t act as if you know

Or cast your doubts at me

Until you’ve suffered

From walking in my shoes

And your feet have danced

In savage anger

Under the full moon

Darkness is my delight

As I pillage the sky of night

Stealing shadows from the day

Allowing love to find a way

Love is not my enemy

I’ve searched for it endlessly

Although I mostly act on lust

My want of companionship is robust

Embracing my darkness with love

Which my pain is a consequence of

Keeping myself balanced is important

Because my mind is always discordant

It’s all about control

the illusion of freedom

keeping you busy

optimizing your time

Do you feel satisfied?

sophisticated boredom

edited self-esteem

instantaneous contact

networked loneliness

We’ve lost who we were!

unlimited choices

less empirical knowledge

algorithmic propaganda

You’re told what to believe!

delusional actions

collective psychosis

Made easier by isolation!

psychotic breakdown

societal chaos

We’ve become unable

or perhaps unwilling

to think for ourselves

Views

and clicks

endorphin rush

manufactured personality

Likes

and comments

fallacious friends

erroneous mentality

Town Square

social media

eight second videos

loss of individuality

Smart phones

big brother

your freedoms

are a triviality

Float above

Sea of fog

Suffer in

Emotional bog

Helpless child

Full of fears

Has no hope

Shedded tears

Always thought

It’d never end

Broken spirit

Unable to mend

Persona non grata

Called a liar

Labeled weak

Psychic misfire

Trust no one

Wasted breath

Stuck performing

This living death

Anger consumes

Pent up hatred

Start to realize

Nothing is sacred

Mental scars

Never healed

Time passes

Pain concealed

Growing old

Full of anxiety

Try to fit

Within society

Unconsciousness leads toward

The inky depths of darkness

Within the soul

Consuming the moonless night

As if it were a cocoon

Yet it could not

Contain the chaos

Of human imagination

Haunting thoughts and dreams

With images of madness

Depredating sanity

Existence is absorbed

Pushing the mind

To the point of tragedy

Forcing it to face

The apotheosis of absurdity

I’ve walked with my thoughts

Next to my shadow

Wondering

While wandering

Thinking I knew

Where I was going

Yet my thoughts

Were actually my shadow

So I spoke

But did not walk

For if I moved

I’d be chasing my thoughts

As if shadows on the walls

My thoughts have me enthralled

What happens

When the lights go out?!?