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Living in a Vacuum

The darkness flowed like inner desire
penned-up for years like bottled fire
underneath the layers of skin
a death wish for all, fall into his whim
be wary for the bullets as the gun is his
first~

He travels the world if only in the mind
slipping from past to present, this rider of time
knows not what needs be done
walking that line between mayhem and kindness
intense understanding, trying to find
second~

To get away from it all, seeing the needle
drag stab down into skin, metal thrust
piercing in to spit the venom, into veins
slipping in to slip again
as empty fills those brains
third~

From night into day, walking away
from all those problems into the shaming rays
in light, the work is dimly remembered
it is a piece of instinct, cannot be friendly
too self-centered, everyone becomes indistinct
the forms becoming blurry
fourth~

Others distrust what they cannot understand
willed insanity through the blood on our hands
sanity’s one last stab, grabbing on to lock mind in
just for the fix, stabbing arm shaking bones
sticks to get away with it, shocking to harm
fifth~

chorus~
Living in a vacuum, others have assumed
a life read wrong, the same old song
as to how it will all end, soon be gone
spelling out doom, broom engine flawed