ALL IS WELL,HONESTLY

Rage fills my heart to the brim

A cold glass of hate waiting to be tipped over

I can no longer think

Destruction and death surface upon my shell of a body

Bystanders beware

Innocence will be lost

Red rivulets of aggression seep through the pores of my soul

But it’s another day of life

So...

I prepare my mind for another puppet show

Where the fascists of this country control the strings that are my limbs

As I look up into the machine driven lifestyle of the audience

I will only dance into an empty pool of emotion

This is a window

An aspect

A slice

Of another obstacle

Another thought

Another waking moment inside the truth of a world gone wrong

Where the determination of hiding the truth is the only thing keeping them

And I

From falling endlessly into an invisible floor

There IS an escape

An escape only through the gates of hell itself

But if you were to ask me directly

I shall only respond the way I know how

That...

All is Well, Honestly