left for dead 2

Lonely reminiscing, portray past pictures of outlawed actions hopeless yet artful
Equally relevant, present reality complicates situation, too empty but sorrow full
From self improvement without optimism, substituted by immoderate medication,
To a product of environment manipulated by morals, survival seen in a separation
*
Freedom lost, imprisoned by a conscience that creates you as the criminal
Obdurate pain, disdained soldiers learn lessons of loss viewed despicable
Resentment, yet the fallen find peace and freedom with actions amendable
*
Destination dignity, decrepit every night with no future in sight just death by disquietude
Enough bloodstains, our emotions voided from your empty gratitude
Arise as rebels against evil, government turns tyrant, time and time again
Don't trust history, if good always win, the good don't die young, no morals in the politics leading our men

NO time in your REALITY

holding a knife in my back yet all i see is a smile my incomprehensible reality
too much training to die from this enclosed by shadows within my dark abyss
bury me in Tennessee existence criss-crossed mind is lost nothing to reminisce
poor in my pocket lifelong tragedy in a society without love a moral bankruptcy 
*
Illuminati the new world order we should all be looking over our shoulder
if good ol' boys rise again morals regained only within a southern takeover
president look at history why won't our government save us from poverty
trust should be perceived as actions haphazardly but I'm 5150 a.k.a crazy
*
the voices inside my head never stop screaming sending actions portrayed as pro anarchy
fight for peace search for change extraterritoriality protects moral cowards in my mentality
real words real life integrity as a formality new place same face for honor holds hospitality
morals aren't made by Hollywood or virtual reality you must create your own compassion
don't stop life has no script become your own director life's ready get set it's time for action

Indelible Outlaw

sick of being a failure my own integrity does me wrong

unerringly forgotten like modern morals dead and gone

tired and dirty but washed out like a washed up outlaw

straight A student this can't be what my mama foresaw

*

I've always took care of others maybe why I'm left with nothing

heartbroken by multiple lovers I'm crazy possessed by suffering

there's few things that can't be made agreeable to end your pain

people cursed me as under stable twisted vice versa I overcame

*

11 months of bullets and bombs but I still keep my breath

unseen battle scars show serious symptoms of a sociopath

guilty of a solution to survive in a post traumatic aftermath

"feel forever free no bars in a casket" etch it on my epitaph

Death before Dishonor

all of these explicit images from the war have pictured me as heartless

but find beauty in a painted portrait of pain created from a blind artist

these soft spoken, yet sharp words impact like bullets into your chest

lungs lose breath heart meets death, we're consumed by my darkness

*

my misled mind makes less of the men we mistake as mortals

as my M-4 is still making a mess of more men missing morals

concise crimes continue my conscience to venture into circles

dirigible direction portray path as lost in life absent of miracles

*

no response needed you do not owe me an apology

don't judge me superficially just learn the psychology 

can't calm down I only see death around the corner

take my gun leave my legacy death before dishonor

No WAR

i remain faithful married to pain til death do us part living without sanity
they can't keep my memories for that's the only thing i left for my family
long night at grave site, tears fall onto the tombstone no loss just jealousy
defended freedom violently, take my life but my rifle will die concurrently
*
find beauty inside of pain then you are found to be beautiful
compassion in a time of war, not labeled love but delusional
war is pain, knowledge is power, murder is never excusable
i KNOW WAR my evidence is post traumatically irrefutable

Death at a Decline

envision me surrounded by sadness heard you hold onto happiness

I don't want to die like this but its my heart dying call it quits

your gone but i reminisce went from lover to nemesis

my death I only see benefits left me with emptiness

I'm still breathing not dead but the shoe does fit

you're leaving pain gone suicide permit

life lonely I'm safe as a hermit

I've already lived

now I'm done 

with

it

*

Reaching Against Predictable Endings

this depression weighs heavier then a blood soaked cloak from Jesus
write traumatic violence wrong direction my life creates perfect thesis
feel life slipping away gasping for a freedom drowning within my guilt
invisible dark addiction and violence that my chosen path lonely built
*

life has drained my energy no more motivation to be hyper-masculine
behind broken compassion no empathy pain shoved into my abdomen
"baby its cold outside" on these "summer nights" life forced aggression
hidden problems blamed on war but longer behavior of self destruction

*
no more room available for jackets my closet is overrun by skeletons
no more love on premises lost from my pain or surrounding elements
medicated moments where everyone is happy but my own conscience
deserved every bit of this pain learned that since days of adolescence

Heart Expired Love Lost

hard to distinguish if these are fictitious nightmares or merely memories

fall asleep with futile friends to awaken surrounded by justified enemies

alone against this world in a search for survival within a hierarchy of hate

decide your own destiny or add yourself a victim to a foreshadowed fate

*

blind to integrity if vision is lost in lies, no truth to see so I scratch out my own eyes

to Iraq and then back into a terrified society where a tear drops from silenced cries

man of peace yet I am forced to fight another war inside of my own deranged head

I kill my tragic memories view me a killer or hero but some words better left unsaid

*

something is wrong with me, I'm dangerous, but please don't leave me alone

words turn useless, like government intentions help spoken but never shown

confused I put war before college, discipline to honor just sign the documents

conscience can't contain consequence suicide by post traumatic incompetence

*

from feeling focused and outspoken, to too many lost chances hopeless and heartbroken 

tragedies comfort like a winters song, no casualties seen as right for war is always wrong

God’s bring belief and belief brings war, consider compassion only idea worth fighting for

perspiring pain soaks in blood forever, a death less lonely because pain and I die together

*

deny fear from disbandment of motivation war has no distraction only morals missing in action

hour glass is expiring waiting for life to end, peace is an idea incapable for U.S. to comprehend

define crazy, home turns into a war zone, nothing is safe, sun doesn't shine to reason unknown

in the mist of hell standing is a man left broken, with a tear in his eye signifying his last emotion

Mystery

I see images of that night over and over again
the way i imagined what things you did with him
it hurts my worst enemy is my own imagination
lead role in a whore movie no scenes only action
*
what help is love gonna do when all you know is pain
violence is the only thing associated with your name
i am so sick of being called a ticking time bomb
i just want to blow up and prove you all wrong
*
life's a contradiction just like our relationship was
I always listen to you but you swear no one does
what am i to you, besides your emotional zombie
same as you are to me just a question or mystery

Faceless

her eyes were far too pretty to cry these tears
smile so sufficiently innocent to face these fears
her prince charming had a rifle and army clothes
death and war see no face, just the way it goes
*
no one could understand the love she had for him
she shouted for help but no one hears her scream
they both made mistakes but they continued past them
he was going to be her other half to their perfect team
*
can't be denied heaven if an angel walks you there
country needed him to go but she wanted him here
she cried and pleaded for any chance to keep love
kept pictures but his touch she'd been deprived of
*
she feels her life slipping at the hands of Satan
strong but with him gone she begins to weaken
nothing can separate them when words live forever
love grows inside hearts, love keeps them together
*
hopeless, he fights for freedom and fights to make it back home
until a single bullet, takes another angel out of this combat zone
wrote a blank check to his country so they cashed it in his name
the cost of war was collected from a girl who never smiled again
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war has no face if bullets have no brain, life leaves only empty photos
live for love as if, together its always sunny and apart it always snows
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Know Silence Know Surrender

never surrender any of your dreams despite the hand you are dealt
folks drunk or on meth broken home syndrome nothing is heartfelt
pipe dreams in the trailer park left families broken and nothing left
suicide by addiction you watch silently as they head toward death
*
everyone has their own story just deny fear thrown in your direction
people hold present plus past pain different, so don't judge addiction
Veteran Affairs try to fix anything with 60 minutes then a prescription
monkey sees but all a monkey can do is get himself a drug conviction
*
fear exploits violence within silent creativity if peace brightens clarity
people pleaded protection plus war yet couldn't handle the barbarity
matured by beatings with no retaliation, bleeding and bruised but still free
view us weak for P.T.S.D yet compassion creates guilt we are not crazy
*
compassion over currency with lack of perceptive reasoning from US history
dollars don't run the world excluding economy, deny money or deny equality
our colors don't run but we wear them blindly to live in a landfill of opportunity
war gave me pain and psychotherapy then injected dark problems inside of me
*
claim action without empathy self-interest turned to trend within society
respect earned with life given to charity or finding a solution to poverty
kids are starving give your life to compassion or sympathetically kill me
live righteously death held tears violently, refuse surrender or die silently

The Downfall to Things Lost in Time

search for love altered to gasping for air since you took my breath

still searching for something, repetitive regression reaches unrest

days spent pointing in the right direction and giving me a reason to breathe

love is blind and truth sets us free, love eerie when you're in it without me

* * * * *

looking for years, yet still so far away from what i need to find

sanity is just a theory, when you are already out of your mind 

survival in violence so combat inevitably becomes our only freedom

world war me or lonely in reality, concentration inside incarceration

* * * *

murdered better men then I have met so any gamble on life consider a lost bet

Iraq was wrong answer it made me a monster, Infantry the American gangster

no divorce from nightmares I'm depressed and distraught, pain alone is all i got

received hate I fought to be free defended this country yet no love left for me

* * *

standing at the mouth of hell's gate without you present and minus my smile

attending the trial of my future fate, all that is left, war guilt and criminal file

angels were around or I would've died in the components of that I.E.D attack

live life or walk dead, search through the sky but I can't bring you or him back,

* *

lost her and logic neither will miss me, overdose on pain add more to my suicidal history 

miserable morals met, so I paint painful portraits onto paper and portray them as poetry

drugs destroy silence yet don't determine my past as dirty,addiction creates controversy

wonder if it's sanity or you I'm missing, when I realize only these shadow creatures listen

*

summer sunny days remind me of all the good things lost in time,

rainy memories of cold dark nights I still called you mine

 my heart shatters like it's made of glass,

but my happiness is like you

 only in the past

Confined Chaos

men frequently speak heroically followed with actions perceived cowardly

pride comes before the fall swallowed perception of life happens inevitably

take me away death defeats disparity, pain nonexistent at least momentarily

life not fair but we are treated equally, freedom of speech embrace integrity

*

no where to run trapped inside of personal prison, no tears shown so sympathy not given

never feel safe yet perimeter is well protected, requiem resulted in a reality disconnected

not alone accompanied by mentality screaming, reminiscent hell yet hope beyond dreaming

success attempted but twined failure, capitulate eyes to close hopelessly absent of a savior

*

no honor present by persecuting others if we the people gave no permission

we are wrong to deny life to develop democracy, peace by political position 

social politics portray actions as if compassion is absurd without ammunition

discover personal development to reach an understanding without inquisition

*

If compassion kills, exceed a title of dangerous, become considered deadly

incur an ability,create confined chaos, beauty made visible in a world so ugly

self hatred shows no remorse, but project kindness to obtain positive distraction

leave hatred behind to find a new course before suicide turns crime of compassion

                                              

Left for Dead

Lonely reminiscing on old times, portray pictures of outlaw memories unlawful
Equalily relevant present reality complicates situation, be empty but sorrow full
From self improvement without optimism substituted by immoderate medication
To a product of environment manipulated by morals, survival seen in separation
*
Freedom irrevocably reached in America, no more stars and bars yet control is revoked and not ours
Ordained presidents, war over school, more money but less education, politically imprudent perception
Rendered services from the fallen, no more rent due to their country, rent to taxes books to battle axes
*
Destination dignity, decrepit and due for a dirt nap, never right, lost sight, every night disquietude
Enough bloodstains, credit for operation free Iraq, open eyes, deaf cries, enough lies, exactitude
Arise as rebels against evil tyrants, dramaturgy, brand name 9/11 war on insurgency let the bleeding begin
Determine history if good always win how do the good die young, no morals in the politics leading our men

Haunted History

vision valueless from disconsolate nights when eyes become futile
emotional collision,thoughts mutate,self control never more crucial
one choice to end life, amputate the sadness yet memories remain
history depicts future hurt, suicidal ambition and inability to abstain
*
heaven's so far away at arraignment yet so far from declination
lost words attentive actions no right nothing left last destination
screaming regrets for foreign fears performed anachronistically
mental loss and postwar problems denigrated here domestically
*
lost all my sun exchanged for rain, writing develops immortal
no grass on this side only pain, live life real nothing empirical
bullets move faster then emotions, no time here for empathy 
take life just as well take your own, undergo haunted history

Committed Iniquity

awoken to realize forgotten by friends living promiscuity 

always faithful yet you lacerated love and lacked loyalty

Beginning of time God created heaven earth and heartache 

casualty of love optimism obtained if lonely only by mistake

*

outside under refrigerant rain our memories warmed me inside dreams

needle hits skin like paper and pen truth exposed scandal die as fiends

loss teaches us not to trust yet love speeds up leaving logic in the dust

broken not beaten stumbled upright screaming for hope life is so unjust

*

dead man walking blind bordering the lines of realism and psychosis

atrocious violence from forced stab wounds followed by forgiveness

we alone determine mistakes soluble from protrusile tears cried for payment

in fixed iniquity determined dastardly from failed commitment and discontent

American Politics Dial 911

abstain from nationalistically induced intellect or produce misled pride

results revealed ideological road full of regret with a presidential guide

dismantling government depleting morals dare be god so planes collide

constitutional fraud pertains to politics fueled by hate but oversupplied

*

internal angels retrieved after political figure demons discarded 

contract concluded alone and angry thankfully villain converted

misled affairs are critical when life loved less then money heresy 

truth through pills then regenerate reality within psychotherapy

demand truth to degrade war, palpable peace paradoxes clarity 

Parlous Pardon

parlous path of life watch every step it could undertake your soul to conclusion
delirious mankind ashy reality awake new nightmares death toll desired allusion
love requires more exertion effortlessly solved if selfish human desires opposed
apathy needs renovation altruistically resolved hate vanquished war foreclosed
*
empathetic demon deserving death living chains persists confinement
God of mercy blind to war men forgiven yet suicide has no atonement
soldiers ambitious of peace mantled in war sleep reveals encumbrance
schizophrenic screams from souls we keep pardon without deliverance

Lonely Shadows

since that atrocious night I'm alone I see you but you're just a picture

lonely tears drop to my carpet between my self worth and my future

Please God give me back my brothers the war's over no one wins

keep my soul I've wasted this life to failure, unable to make amends

*

Life as the grim reaper so cursed I crucify everything I touch

just take my life or take me away this life became too much

I thought misery loves company but I am admonished by solitude 

animated life over excessive pain heart now victim of decrepitude

*

I can't keep a job barley stay stable even that attempt transparently pitiful 

no boundaries yet I remain faithful accolades a hero guilt of a war criminal

memories turn love into pain while I indefinitely hide my face within the society of shadows

indictment in reality but a tear follows, reunion in death life lost learning of the lonely gallows

Violence for Peace

poor kid who could only afford Walmart and two outfits for whole school year
can't put a price on the gold in his heart he defined golden boy but chaos exposed fear
*
all he ever wanted was to fit in and have a perfect family--
alcoholic father, drug addicted mother, the American tragedy
put yourself in his shoes then  you can feel his insanity --
parents always fight, people always lie, emotional casualty
*
terrorized by other kids feeling worse then scum he joined with the skinheads but couldnt turn into one
denied beliefs- resulted beaten example, chip on his shoulder that was all he could handle
bleeding from his pride and wars in the street defined champion where the palm trees and dirt roads meet
relief from chaos at home and bullying in school, throw fists to survive combat turns golden rule
*
new scene where fights turned problem, new school people loved talk and violence uncommon
caused one riot proceed with caution, he was like a star not burnt out more like fallen
went to hell and saw things he never imaged before, no denying his mental issues you reap what you sow
violent men see too much war to obtain peace, that's why the fighting in his head will never cease
*
life broken since birth understanding is impossible, unless death is dealt, pain is inevitable suffering is optional
the boy chose violence but peace is attainable, violence makes you known but love makes you invincible
lesson learned hard easily agreeable, I'm the proof people change and everything is achievable

Sleepy Words for Future

always following my heart to refuse actions oblivious
compassion makes me more-- hatred makes you less
go to sleep just to see what the future may hold
but all I see is an ice storm-- my future must be cold
*
waking up everyday just to go back to sleep
awoken in pain, a leader, within society of sheep
leading through action, no respect did I have for my words
my past knocked me back yet I continue moving forwards
*
good die young I must be running out of time
I reached for peace then I conquered sublime
diamond in the rough never expected to shine
keep your image and I'll keep my moral design 

Monster

"You can not change yesterday you must live with that sorrow, but you can change yourself to ensure a better tomorrow "

Dedicated to everyone who has been negatively affected from my past actions since returning from Iraq, I am truly sorry.

I am still trying to find out what was worse for them
Watching me drown or knowing they couldn't save me
I woke up in a mental hospital horrified for they weren't dreams,
Drugs faded guilt became reality but i can still hear her screams

*
I looked toward the future but only saw images from war past
Winning impossible while moving in reverse from first to last
My soul turned empty from violence i had forced you to take,
Angel turned tragedy from the evil every night you had to face
*
I wore a coat but it never took away my depressed winter
I tried to change the page anything to get to a new chapter
Full of astronomical anger drinking playing dangerous games,
While the only time you were safe was inside of picture frames
*
I was so crazy i made you feel my P.T.S.D,
Showed you the devil I'd locked inside of me
I needed you like a bullet needs gunpowder
It took a monster like me to hurt a flower

Crusader of the Cursed

Friends turn fiends now i am left surviving all alone
betrayal in reality between living nightmares I'm torn
I dreamt of our future while we were together in the past
now spending the rest of my future wishing we woulda last
*
they say we turn into everything we hate
reckon I'm going to burn with a horrible fate
i guess thats why I'm a woman beating, drug addicted, alcoholic
the cost of freedom and a military issued  semi automatic
*
empty eyes why I look at this man in the mirror
cries in the mind that's never free from the fear
judge no man unless you ready to be judged first
walk in my boots and feel what its like to be cursed

Promises of Pride

born a natural leader no more days will I follow
lead to kill men in war leaving life left, heart hollow
why do people ask about the trigger and if we used it?
blue eyes drip pain, no answer, deny guilt, never admit
*
America need now to wake them sleepy eyes
war stories requested but subtract your curiosity
WAR is our problem blood thirst we must despise
memories we hold, primitive questions add atrocity
*
lives become lies when tragedies become honesty
my eyes lose water yet my pain will forever be held
guilt within my soul restrained, serve morals to insanity
Promises of Pride, pain met success, proudly I failed

Presumed Pain

insist my sanity gone I become progressively unstable,
resist nationality, war zone lonely and freedom forever fatal
no more fears, I hear screaming from those men despite reality postwar
no more tears, I hear God laughing at my pain P.T.S.D lasting evermore
*
no one in this world to trust when you're unable to trust yourself
drowning found favorable to adjust after conforming to loneliness
hyper-vigilance, forever paranoid ensured survival never letting my guard down
abandonment, forsaken by friends alone inside the darkness where death is found
*
excessive execution presumed by guilt, punishment for crimes committed postnatal
compassion performed positives built, survival an idea at times thought inconceivable
death was necessary for my body to make it home, mind's a mercenary stuck in that combat zone
Death before Dishonor respect spent wishing, words I lived by with only Death Before missing

Desolate Direction

embroiled into my mind multiple haunting memories ,tho my preference is peace PTSD is my life sentence
tears non-existent for an indictment that causes no sorrow, fearless of hell while already in attendance
Life forever spent inside of a social cell turns worse while locked in solitary confinement
attempt made vain if we can't help a self-deceptive society, deny criticism deny improvement
*
the light that led my life decided to fade black, lost most of me overseas the rest died while i was back
was imprisoned to my image now I'm confined by compassion, people teach a lot of talk then nullify through action
social confidence devoured by dogs deny defeat refuse to turn back, empathy turned into reality refute this idea as abstract
war indefinitely within my subconscious past mistakes that form distraction, isolate from hate but follow love and forever travel the right direction

Context Creates Controversy

freedom received entails freedom of religious option,free to follow an invisible spirit but I create my own doctrine
pray for peace but God refuses to show any empathy, I prayed my whole life still God refuses to answer me
you can wait and pray but i am writing my own destiny, I am done believing in ghosts and a life of discrepancy
Lost the will to live while in a living hell, only God can judge me, NOT his hypocritical personnel
not satanic or an angel that fell, just confused with compassion, when religion shows no positive action
*
I never begged God for my own life my whole time in Iraq, yet when that explosion became past, cried for my buddy back
beliefs different so I am sent on deployment hunting men, reliability in religion unknown probability how do the good always win?
before judgement read words from diverse religions , all teach love and denounce murder, personal choice not religious decisions
Christians Crusades to steal Muslims land considered Holy, spoken words that God is love lack evidence and actions to stand boldly
present crusades of matrimony but divorce destroys sanctity yet heaven sent hypocrites with a fingers towards gays only
if history is your "holy past" portrayed  without defect , situation made by love is something to reflect
authors shape their words read religious words carefully, or look in a religious past with the absence of credibility
integrity kept, compassion creates pain as a result my eyes show truth lonely, religion shown deceit, if God is real confront the concepts of love phony

Nameless Soldier

our psychological chemical imbalance have arrived with insecurities despite living free
bleeding love concludes life derived from the absence of self worth, a lone prophecy
love looks like blood by deceiving nirvana, costs not justified by way of the knife, regardless of accolades obtained
destiny dealt death during depression, WAR taught regret a very hard lesson, but a lesson from WAR too easily attained
soldier sought solace, society subtracted seriousness,compassion couldn't clear costs, for solutions lost, life is never regained
took his own life the only thing he had left besides the burdens he claimed, he had all his body parts yet not visible he was mentally maimed
within a country well defended soldiers need not die in vain, but care for your own or live in society where no more soldiers remain

1 Gun 1 Bullet

reactive emotions taught from my war crimes
again I relive the same tragic fate as old times
pulling the trigger while hearing a grown mans screams
still figured it was better then fearing religious extremes
*
the innocence I had was shattered since I was a child
since that day my pain and suffering has compiled
brought on by years of my bad choices
and societies ability to make me voiceless
*
I leave because of my inability to be respected
and the necessity for my heart to be protected
i never wanted anyone to get hurt in the end
bottle to my head this darkness I'll apprehend
*
images of multiple angels I have shot down
their ability of fairy tales that I had to drown
eats my heart and causes my wrists to bleed
1 gun 1 bullet the price for my soul to be freed

Anguish Amongst Angels

she loved him but he neglected her to death,
like a demon choked her and took her last breathe,
grew up getting nothing but daddy issues,
the kind of tears that need more then tissues
*
she slept around hoping to find love,
sex bare handed no need for a glove,
getting used she looked for someone to care,
at night she cried alone for no one else was there
*
her road was paved by the payment from sex
HIV positive what's life have in store next
forced to live life like a mouse lost in a maze,
until options ran empty as the memory of her fades
 *
a girl who grew up never learning the right way,
forced into a lonesome death inside of life everyday,
what kind of father leaves his daughter out to dry,
she was an angel inside with only withered wings to fly
*
the father that left her all alone and deprived
resulted in reason there was no home to confide
he added to self hatred made her hopeless inside
only ultimatum for life an accomplished suicide
 *
needles and nursery rhymes to complete her night
loneliness made tragic as another angel took flight
tragedy of her past perish with one option outright
inherited by infant, tragedies instant when wrongs lack right
*
misfortune hides within life's shadows, bestowing the same tragic fate others failed to rewrite
history repeats then resolution follows, evolve early errors repair reality we're ready to represent right

Southern Reckoning

I wear a cowboy hat to express my identity, from war sick tears it constitutes concealment
farm life once known attests to my serenity, words spoken freely missing my southern accent
stolen from them in the city mornings, is the sound that rosters crow,
aliens claiming entitlement, not determined by the seeds that they sow
*
internal of the country mind hospitality is never to be determined by a dollar
help wanted never required currency if mama needed assistance she'd holler
discipline within these city creatures something not determinedly held dear
muddled morals as well as influenced integrity the way their actions appear
*
penalization for lost integrity was measured off branches from an old oak tree
morals always kept close to my heart instilled in the back woods of Tennessee
life in the back woods with ideals far from left behind, where things broken received valiant effort to fix
themes of loyalty where city folk feel too confined, never misplaced yet unspoken out yonder in the sticks
 *
we never had a lot to live off but we made a fine living off the land
real love no matter how it's showed is worth more then any name brand
Tennessee walking horses, Jack Daniels, fighting roosters, nervous goats and coon hounds
now and forever the center of memories and love that the pain of war now condescendingly surrounds

World Worth Reaching

what kind of world do we live, no love create virtue, improbable results to count on
my compassion continues me crazy when my own people refuse Israel help with Iran
no one can deal with me but they refuse to let me end my suffering
I'm cursed to this life of pain that keeps on the edge of recovering
*
call you all night hoping you help me, equaled to my prayers both go unrequited
society absent of saints and honesty, reality rivals cruelty, truth now presently provided
action not shown despite your holy book cited,terminal result, a path forsaken yet misguided
world now burning into flames no soul exempted, apathy inside your heart maintains image cold
sinister sanitarium escape failed but attempted,desolation I am granted but my freedom they withhold
*
living enters completion with emotions that understandably spread hate with denial of ecstasy
missing memories visions retrieve my own reality, happiness only present if  induced chemically
we must desire to achieve innocence, truth told wrong when robbing is labeled preaching
deny religion wise tales with agenda exposed villainous, conform to peace together is possible inside a World Worth Reaching

Voiceless

America does not need to execute me I can tie my own noose
hanging above your head like a halo no future left to produce
I don't plea but I am guilty,screaming hope you can hear me
voiceless in my own society, perfect example of poetic irony
*
rip out my vocal cords for my words do me nothing well
a heart offers rewards but not when you are living in hell
psyche without reason for the padding on my wall, horror etched memories I can not erase them all
mind produces enemy's but none that I have forgot,"love is blind" reduces feelings now visible food for thought
*
close your eyes, don't open, this world is far too horrific to visibly see
hide your cry's, remain frozen, in this cold broken voiceless society

Life Impaired

The path to hell is paved with good intentions, truth turns fallacious causing wrong dimensions
now i cant fit myself into life's plan of existence, living persists only as drugs satisfy subsistence
I see through eyes of an aspirant hero who unintentionally became the villain
result of past i was coerced to bury, when society decided not to listen
life has impaired my self worth, it is me I am trying to outrun,
life has impaired us since birth, what is your present outcome?
*
shown too many adulterous relationships, have we learned to produce otherwise?
An execrable living without love to reminisce, I know it's not what they advertise
the outside world is too chilling, so much evil to handle alone
higher then drugs or any building,to love that girl is the feeling of home
true love makes a monster strive to fare right, he never sleeps unless he knows she is protected at night
trust the words of monster impulsed to be forthright, happiness and sleep become unfeasible until she and I reunite
the view of love in which my life has impaired, to war and back but its love wherefore I'm scared
there is always that someone in which we have all cared, this is my view on love how has yours compared?
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foreseeing peace but we are unable to conquer obscure silence, myopic  prophecies good men turn bad as we resort to violence
lose prestige or suppress humanly fundamental moral obligations, compelled cooperation no winner privileged within these situations
lives taken with the thought of fighting for your freedom, essential for survival still choices we proceed to condemn,
no equivalent situation inside of our fictitious future that has the possibility to carry the weight of our inquietude
we were all different but a perfect mixture for consensus of our life at home, we'd inevitably live in solitude
alone but not missing only we comprehend the horrors that haunt us, return home for a few accolades and plenty post traumatic stress
united as brothers at arms for the brief moment during the warfare, soon forgotten plus homeless with only our burdens and loyalty to bare
outsiders are unable to obtain insight from our present reflections of a horrific past
slow to reveal emotions and perceptibly uptight, but it is for you America we stand fast
an impaired image of the honor that is visible, my perception of military and unselfish acts that  you can not constitute as vain,
these are my reasons never made invisible, do you think of us with all our sacrifices or ignore sorrowful cry's of those who remain?
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society's deficiency of compassion incontestable by our social instinct to devour one another, an idea the social media unintentionally makes tangible,
efficiency to obtain integrity is unachievable unless forgiveness is made ready to recover, despondent love with met criteria turns empathy impractical
way too fast to swap sides in an attempt to save face but there's two accounts of every report,
contempt alters understanding if truth is misplaced erase empathy or to pain you will likely resort
majority obtain egoistical preservation convert actions or conduce to the series,depreciate life until self-seeking concepts become subsided
minority group of human civilization have the greater good within their theories, a highly unattainable goal while existing narrow minded
time has come to love others and assist in achieving success, solutions found that love uncovers releases all of mankind from distress
My view on society impaired through life not noted easy to digest, my treatment of others and the inverse can never be perceived as best
peaceful variety in my road full of strife slowly has progressed, social impacts affect everyone how do you intend to contest?
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this is my life and the way it has thus impaired my vision, struck by pain due to the effect I've never made the right decision
I handle regret with every breathe for the rest of my years, my emotions I've tried to neglect but only to hide my tears
no achievement found within, self destruction plagues this man, even in death no success since the day my creation began
my father was far from perfect my mother rivaled the same, responsibility within me this life is my failure to claim
dispatching saints while destroying angels inevitably running the streets disorderly with the devil
from a girl I have tasted innocence competitively losing her while realizing belated that she was something special
never take back my time in Iraq but i would do things differently, hadji needed to shoot me first permitting my death with dignity
chain reaction of good fortune by removing my toxicity, suicidal self destruction destroys us both don't stand too close to me
killed myself trying to help others equalized if you take care of my mother, life remains absentee unless you release her from missing me
my view of my past turned regret that life did also impair, i take full responsibility kept my understanding that life isn't fair,
not everyone has regrets for some of us do not care, but to your answer or explanation i am ready to adhere
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life means nothing can't object your directions, if hearts still beating not too late to make corrections
my life's picture at my time of death will remain pointless, unless i refuse to expire deaf, blind and voiceless
until me and my time on earth has perished I'm devoted to making amends, few events of past still cherished good deeds eroded while absent of friends
words myself left to devote into a society which conceives there is nothing left to learn,
love learned during acts of impropriety invalid sermon withdraw entitlement love is something we must earn
the world we know preaches mendacious morals in addition to misleading facts, teach war yet proceed to punishment for quarrels while nationalism distracts
life is a concept for which no man can be excluded, life turns lie without integrity hopefully you are better alluded
ego is the substructure for all actions to be considered evil,empathetic actions become withered unless all people become equal
see wrong still remain voiceless apathetic demons evolved fiends, witnessed hell accept my guidance love by any means
dissipated days do not draw to the end if there is no moral code for an opposition to defend
we must prevent value of life from decreasing transform all this killing into kindness
love and empathy require much increasing reformed humans subsequently shine like diamonds
words already spoken to impair your choices rise above the hate discontinue all the violence
no time for peace if always at war do not remain inaudible speak over the silence