– The Human Regression –
I am the hypothetical self hypocrite,
with passing thoughts made real
by my own rebellious longing.
I hold regrets and remittance
of the moments in between my sanity.
I speak too loud,
yet I have no volume.
I talk too much,
and have so little to say.
I feel too deeply,
and the act of feeling controls me.
It bids me to pull away,
to recoil from all that I have built.
I am toxic.
I am love.
I am the living dream,
living a total nightmare.
I paint such words of ugliness
to bare upon my soul;
Out of context,
out of body,
out of my mind;
Laughing Out Loud
for all the world to see.