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Assassinating Zombies

My target is the life hiding inside others
The traumatized, the victims
Who don't yet know they're survivors
Who walk around with an intense
Mostly overwhelming sense of dread
For this world and most everything in it
Told it’s all in their head
by the dispassionate
Trying to help.Trying. Trying
Will they just help already?!
Cause I am tired of suffering.
I am tired of waiting to be
What this world wants me to be.
Am I good enough yet?
Can I be worthy?
Why don’t you see me?
Why can’t anyone hear me?!
 
You! That life hiding
inside you is my target
I want to spark it with my words
I want those flames to roar
throughout your body
The noise almost as bad as the burn
Until it escapes out your mouth
And I don’t just want your words
I want your voice
I want to not only hear
I want to experience the essence
Of who you are when you speak
Because when I get desperate
For answers I become weak
When I think I have to be right
My vision fades to binaries
Grey surrenders to black and white
Time becomes relevant
Day and night
Dark and light
Fight or flight
Fight. Flight. Fight. Fright
Frozen.  Stagnant.  Dead
Though seemingly alive
 
That’s why you gotta feel the burn
Of words and write
Cause I’m gonna tell ya
It’s all in your head
But with passion.
It’s all in your head, Kid!
So get it out on paper
Let the dread go somewhere
else for a change
You deserve a break
Put a break in hindrance
And allow change to happen
None of this is happening to you
It’s just happenin’
And our sense of identity
Takes it personally
But the paper and pen can handle it
The world can stand to hear your voice
Stop hiding it
What might be fire to you
Is a refreshing glass of
water to the thirsty
What makes you bleed can
For others be a source of healing
 
Words are God
They create and have power
They can destroy or empassion
They can inflate or provide humility
God doesn’t know what’s right
So we learn to bleed
We leak our insecurities onto dead trees
And hold it up for the world to see
A reflection of hell
And then we’re free
For. That. Moment. And
This is why I whisper and
I speak and
I exclaim! And
I YELL!
If you couldn’t tell
I’ve been talking to myself
On and off this whole time
Call me crazy but I am alive!
Here to show you how to bleed
Because we need
more Gods, Goddesses, Empowered Beings
Creating a life worth living.

(2015)

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