March 23, 2009

Adoration Execution

I can’t help but feel nothing at all

With everybody to catch me when I fall

Their arms around me, feeling bliss

Then I realize, I’m so sick of this

Whatever I write, they love and adore

Works in public, a common whore

Loved for the out, and the not in

More of the loss, the unstrived win

Let them gather ‘round and ‘round

See what they think, with lies abound

I’m the mirage in their own lives dry

Vicarious living, their love a lie

My words are honey sweet and poison pain

Loathing, anger, and bitter lain

Get thee away from me, my own thought

Yet they are here, oh what Karma’s brought

I lie a little more to satisfy the within

Say, I love you, against my chagrin

Deified in their eyes, God, Allah, I am too

The human, mortal, me.

I am one of you.

// C.

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