Tag: dystopia

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Falls of Deceit

The gaping mouth of the waterfalls is forged by the river of lies, which flows with the tears of the suffering, the falls flow constantly, even below the surface.

Liars float above the current, greedily feeding on their victims, before bathing fat and bloated on the shore.

The deceived are drowned beneath white capped waves, held heavy with the chains of loyalty that shackle them.

Their broken bodies are weighed down by great stones of deceit, before being swept over the falls, discarded onto the rocks below.

Falling out of their dreams, and into the horrible reality of facing a new day’s sun.

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Beyond the Screaming Arch

Just one slip into unconsciousness,

Beyond a screaming doorway drowned in ocean water,

Razor sharp thorns pierce the skin and shed the blood.

A black blood drifts from wounds like storm clouds in salt water,

Serpent-like tentacles grip, tug and constrict,

Dragging the world down into the darkest shadows of sleep,

Into the realm of desolation and despair,

Doom absolute, engulfed by the blue green deep,

Here we sleep, floating, lifeless, and motionless,

Struggle is over, everything here is silent, cold, and still.

The stars overhead continue to shine upon that false calm surface.

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One Step Away

My mind feels too much pressure, the outside world has gone insane,
There’s information overload being crammed into my brain.
No matter how I try I cannot turn off the constant digital grind,
Of useless information that will never nourish my mind.

I’d like to disconnect permanently from information age damnation,
To just enjoy some days of peace, without constant irritation.
I’m unlike those out there, without a clue or a personal identity
I have always known who I am, and what is best for me.

I’m a quiet man, in a quiet place, with the person that I love,
Yet outside opinions won’t be silent, down my throat they want to shove.
All their points of view, and constant need for instant gratification,
Just keep it to yourself, I don’t care about your social misinformation.

I’m stepping away from screens where I can, and the bitterness they spread,
I’ll spend time with art, books, and music, interposing a little peace inside my head.
Technology is a creative tool for good, not a projectile to spread social dissension,
From now you’ll find me one step away, in my quiet place, while your mind is in detention.