Change

You stand here asking me the hypothetical,
I stand here, to tell you the truth.
You stand here wanting to know more,
When I tell you, you know nothing.
Your best understanding was cruel joke told to you by society.
I'm telling you,
it is not true.
It's time for you to she'd off these asinine fallacies you falsely accept to be true.
You should know,
I don't say this to you be maniacal,
I'm saying this to you, because for you to know the truth.
The inconsistencies in this life are due to characters sucks as yourself.
But unfortunately, people like you are necessary.
You are need so that others can rise against you.
This isn't fate, and you won't always be bested,
But what I will tell you,
 Is you are not going to like the final outcome.
It results with you falling.
It resolves itself with you one the ground and people laughing over you.
I do not believe in fate.
I do not believe in karma.
What I believe makes far more sense.
I also don't believe this is how it must terminate.
I do not believe in fate.
I think you can change your ways.
I won't always be easy,
But the doesn't make it impossible.
Stop thinking your bad decisions decide who you are for life.
Things do change.
Be the thing changing.

Manifestation

Terrifying sounds,
Mixed with the serenity of death,
The beauty of war.
The calming bath of blood.
Swimming and holding your breath under the pool of men.
These are the simple joys of war.
Finding your target,
Taking Aim, "hmmmm what would be fun to see decimated this time?"
Locking in, "this should entertaining"
Firing,
Watching,
Connecting,
The cold sadistic laughing of war slipping from my teeth.
Seeing the disintegration of his neck,
The falling of his head.
It temps me.
The sweet taste of death.
The tranquil sounds of those screaming and crying around my decapitated kill.
You can see the men beginning to look,
Looking for his murderer,
They don't get much time to look,
I continue cutting down their ranks.
Nothing can stop me from finishing what I've started.
It's riveting really,
Viewing the beauty of my destruction.
Memorized by the beauty,
I almost missed the three men moving onto my hidden position.
It was a nice try, I must admit.
Unfortunately,
No one has the ability to take my life but my own two hands, and right now,
I'm having much to fun taking theirs.
They didn't make it but five feet closer before all three had shattered knees.
Soon they had holes in their hands,
Making it much too hard to shoot at me.
I'll leave them there for later;
Everyone needs a trophy.
Their isn't many of them left.
I take out each of them one by one.
My lips creeping up higher and higher and higher and higher and higher.
The number of those standing becoming lower, and lower, and lower.
My leader told my I've lost my sanity,
I don't agree;
I know exactly where it is.
I pushed it back to the farthest thought of my conscious.
Those who've lost their sanity are much too stupid to accomplish what I have.
I know where my sanity is,
I just decided to stop listening to it.
There is not a single soul standing alive anymore.
I take to my feet,
My original statement holds its authenticity.
I am the reaper taken form.
I am the nightmare you push to the back of your conscious.
I am your demise.
I am you thoughts taken shape.
I am real.
I may not be alive, but I step forward and kill just the same.
I am what you thought was unnecessary.
I am; a necessity.
You think me not?
Then show me.
Show me this world you speak of.
This earth we live on calls me necessary.
If you can't show me a world with out me, make this world find it unnecessary.
Many have tried.
None have succeeded.
You wonder why?
Because not enough around them followed their example.
You live in the country that has done many unspeakable things, but is younger than almost all the others.
You young, arrogant "sovereign state."
How much longer do you think you will last?
You are burning yourselves to the ground.
Don't you look down upon suicide?
You accuse me of hypocrisy?
You must be lunatics.
I would love to end my reign,
But you give me no other options.
I am just as easily destroyed as I am manifested.

Unprepared

You dream your future;
I see your disasters.
You picture the perfect life;
I delineate the one you will live.
You create a map to happiness;
I change the directions.
You wish for glory;
I hand you folly.
You aspire for greatness;
I pity your failure.
This is the inevitability of life, your life.
The ending of your fairy tales.
You get to walk into this reality unprepared.

Life

Life is filled with inevitable destruction.
The disappearing decimation,
followed by the cleansing;
Simplistic ends to the problems of the meek.
Serene endings to a disaster;
What humans consider devastating.
To what end must they go?
Must it be scorched onto the forehead of each sibling?
When will they reach their destination?
The correct answer; intangible.
Just as intangible as they say heaven and their teacher is.
Intangibility described so different then before.
Spanning humans horizons while releasing all  that used to be true.
Opening the book and spitting out the old words.
Humans hearing but no listening,
Seeing, but no longer absorbing.
Humans "YOLO ing" but no longer living.
Carpe Diem for the stupid.

Untitled

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
There's something you should know,
I love you.
These roses I have for you mean nothing compared to how much I really love you.
These violets may look beautiful, but they're nothing compared to the beauty that radiates from you.

Roses are red,
Tulips are yellow,
Let's lay low looking at a rainbow in a beautiful meadow.
To lay with you is my only wish
A kiss,
From your euphonious lips is just music to my mind.

These roses stay red,
While violets stay blue,
I watch you as you watch the sky,
Your eyes enveloped on a cloud
All I can think of is how beautiful you look,
I'm proud,
Proud to say you're mine.
Proud to say I have the red roses and  blue violets for you.