Carbon Copy
These four walls enclose me
I see them so clearly
My image smothered on their surface
Project me midpoint
I am the carbon copy…
Each wall dictates.
Intricate colors in motion
Creating form replaces void
I’m the compound that’s lonesome
These walls have a plan
Collectively carving my fate
Life is a head of me
It leaves a trail bate
Sat etched nestled in metal
Adhering to its system
The rollercoaster ride
Motions a Fluctuating rhythm
What teases pleases
The Dark side of me needs this
Eyes converge to the walls
Blind to the face of Jesus
Bread to run but to lose
Us greyhounds race
Principalities unleash the rabbit
The walls appoint our pace
I have a light inside
Un-located key
Burning shady, repressed locked room
It needs to take over me
Content wedged in this system
I suffocate in need of air
Clasping onto every breath
Fake Braced smiles front true affairs
But who cares?
I’m Crying I’m Dieing
The walls entertain my laugh
This smile keeps me lying
This happy-clappy system
It has us ALL deceived…
…Persist to let them pioneer your life
Live forever. Silently. And grieve.