momentary at best...

are you, out there? lost in a wave of hands claiming to wanna lend a generosity. as selfish intent of assumptions consume the mask of intentions infiltrating depths for critical deception claiming to hold down the fort that cannot withstand the outside world breaking the barriers. what? no animosity? no fight to never forgive actions that need held accountable to the choices that do wrong as who appeared is safe from the gestured has gone unpunished. for real? help. say it. tell me you're finished. I've lingering down that road a lil too long. as the softer side retreated for a piece of mind no one else could give. it's been too long, huh? sung songs just ain't hitting the feel of completion to drive the force to truly live? what's up? don't worry, I ain't as proper as my words reflect worth. I'm no more than you wanting to configure a resolution to the chaos presented to the unrecognized pain. Yes, it exists but don't tell if I admit it hurts. I've come to adapt to the realization that all there truly is, is me. as you is you. but damn if I find it irrelevant to enjoy life's ups and downs. are you, reading along? did you find me descending within and away from mindless supervision? losing rhymes in the verbal disconnection of running outta what's considered to be time. wounded and healed by silence and solitude, can you relate? too many questions? ok, I'll make words sound all the same. seems every other line is on repeat so you can follow along. am I wrong? what's your face doing right now? oops, that was another bloop, maybe I shouldn't make a sound. are you, with me? drifting in space to allows moments to pass oh so fast. one day after another as change is needed to let loose before it's all over. onward from a past not worth a fuck. in the now of where am I going into a forbidden forever. ohh how shallow everything has actually become when another isn't the enjoyable factor for the awakening of timeless has already begun. tell me if you're somewhere close. another stranger sneaking up on me from my blindside isn't a temptation I can accept. I'm receding slowly but it feels as if I'm falling beneath the level of comprehension. how is it everyone is only about self? hold on, wait. luv is the most selfish of all. it's seems I'm the opposite of what is considered to me the norm. as like is as invisible as the sun at night. what a life. are you even real? do you exist? to give a lil subtleness to the end approaching rapidly. drastically it rushes through sunsets to obtain what's left. hello! or are you more like me? hidden within. wanting to live. with so much life to give. just reach for a feel in my ribs. the chuckle vibrating my bones is real. shaking the ends of me loose. or is it I'm too far gone? boom. kaboom. I'm cracking and I don't want anyone to see what it is I've tucked away. look away. for me. so I'm not as vulnerable as I seem. as the great solo artist deprived by my own pointless solitude that makes too much sense. people suck. where are you? iv'e been losing ground every single moment since I've become aware of this thing we believe is nothing more than in the now. soon too pass. and then..... 

forgotten when those who encountered us vanish as well. are you there? the difference would comfort the confusion of perishing one at a time. or am I even here long enough to matter? am I fucked in the head? or, am I just supposed to pretend it's all for nothing when we're doomed to ache? in the aftermath of nonexistence, what's any of it matter anyways? we're all just taking turns until someone sticks around long enough for one another to die. are you, mentally losing your shit? your mind? is it ok? wondering where I am? no? it's ok. I don't know who you are either. so anyways.............................