You Can’t Hide or Run From IT

You think being
bothered by your “friend”
With their demands
and having to deal
with the complex
(or whatever they are)
emotions of another
human beings trials
and tribulations is a
big deal?

well you’ve got another
thing coming when this
gravy train of uninterrupted
Isolation runs out of tracks

You’ve got another
Thing coming

The grown up world
Will eat you the fuck up

Worse yet; there’s
No way of coming to
Terms with it

Reality is all about
Experience first
And then deal with it

Don’t be yourself.
You’re nervous right
Now, thinking about
It. Anxious and filled
With dread.
Don’t be yourself.

Nobody’s going to
Save you.
Nothing’s going to
Stop the encroaching
Sharp objects of life

You’re thinking death.
It’s so much easier
Than everything else
Just be somebody else

Hope as hard as you
Can that you’re even
Capable of being
Anything other than
What you are
What you Have been…
Try or, Face the possibility
Of… Failing life.
Fail life and life will
Eject you.

Operation Be Somebody Else
Because who you are just
Cannot handle it and will
Never be able to handle it.

Commence…

Do, not, be, your, self.

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Super

You’re superman, in your tights, standing before a tall mirror

Where’s it all going? You ask yourself

Hermione left a pack of cigarettes and a six pack from last nights anniversary

The world’s noise clouds your heart.

Bullshit. You spit at your reflection.

What are you!? The apartment trembles beneath your feet.

24 hours from now, they’ll find you in the empty bathtub, piss faced and dishevelled

Your hair grown wild and your stubble sharp, ragged

This is what you’ve become, but there’s no redemption for you, no. You’re superman, they can’t unknow that, whatever choice there was to be apart of the human race has lead you to the very edge and you wish you could take it back.

To be anything but what the world expects, is to enter the dark side, it is villainy.

So you raid the oldest museum in the world and pick the most menacing crown you can find.

Let them worship me, if they will never see me as one of their own.