Intrapersonal Decay

Just a show on psychological anthropology. How we feel, how we think, how we live, how some of us just wear a fake face to hide their true personalities too grotesque for one to see.

Watching as the rain collides with the windshield,

 

I notice my thoughts are no longer concealed.

 

A reprehensible bearing, which is my mind,

 

Is where the Hate and Love for the world are intertwined.

 

The thoughts of burning in Hell

 

Run through my brain and curse like a spell.

 

I inhabit this earth until the day I rot.

 

When I'm alive, I'm not.

 

An unknown world awaits me beyond my desk,

 

More humans? A thought too grotesque.

 

My heart is but a lamb,

 

With every day being a new program.

 

The mass that thrives behind these eyes

 

Will always be synonymous with lies.

 

Everywhere I go with a smile,

 

A face that is a fake profile.

 

Soon, I'll earn my place in the dirt.

 

Then, and only then, I will feel no hurt.

Reviews

[Luna Zerimar]

"More humans? A thought too grotesque." My god, I cannot describe how much I agree with you.


"When I'm alive, I'm not." Yeah, feel the same way most of the time. Haha, all the time.

"With every day being a new program." I agree with that statement also. Our lives have become routine. Nothing surprises anyone anymore.

'Cause you know, death, depression, mental issues...it happens too much nowadays. I mean, people fake it. Use it to get attention.

It's very rare to find someone who doesn't follow orders, a rebel.

Creative. I love it.

[Coyote Poetry]

"A face that is a fake profile.
Soon, I'll earn my place in the dirt.
Then, and only then, I will feel no hurt."
I do understand the emotion of this poem. Above lines were my favorite. Come a time where we just move and quit thinking. This is very sad. Thank you for sharing your amazing poetry and thoughts.
Coyote

[C. Lee Battaglia]

Everyone has emotions we go through that make us stronger or can make us weaker. We just have the choice how to deal with them.