Studying Human Behavior

What loathing this life lengthens

When memories become rements

Of experiences

And admiration becomes adoration

Pity, pride, and entirety fragmentation

So that nothing you write is related

Time is more than wasted

It is a vagabond in a wasteland

Traveling at different paces

Fast-happy-Slow-Angry

Uncertain of its belonging

Upon reaching various places

An introvert who likes

Less than a few faces

 

 

What longing this life extends

When all their medicine

And psychotherapy doesn't

Make it any easier to be human

Since surgery can cut everything out

But your insanity

 

What lost things we've been

Searching for, loving preemptively,

Worshipping religiously

Studying without empathy...

With time unspoken for

Or of

Shouldn't they by now

Be findings?

 

What soft spot somehow hardens

As the result of a chemical reaction

Without outside influences internalizing

Their disorganization?

Disorder doesn't just happen

 

What trauma causes you to look for an ending

Finding a gun to be the only literary device

Capable of facilitating an epiloguizing

Note containing an inner monologue

Of an interpretation of dialogue

From the multiple personalities

Living in your head

 

 

Reviews

[Matthew V. H.]

I loved this!

You really have the push-and-take reality of the world down in this. Your words are hauntingly beautiful and you make me wish i could eliminate all the hypocrites.

keep it up!

cole-