Cancerous

The colours flash before me

Blinding, so I can't see

Internally judgemental

Is what I smell on your skin

So pungent that all I can do is grimace

In an effortless hope to pass the time

The lines,

Draw shapes on my hands

Like rainbows,

Swallowed by the rain

It's all in vain

Until hidden meanings reveal themselves

With wide, open arms

Which welcome me, half-heartedly

I try to force a smile

Though it takes a while

In the wild

Is where I'm accepted the most

It's post

Internally receptive

Deceptive

Yet always inceptive

But is it wholly accepted?

Within this realm of uncertainty,

Of seeing through foggy lenses

That tell us what they want us to see

Oh, how can it be

So convoluted, half swallowed, unfollowed?

When in reality it's a shallow, hollowed, receptive front wallowed

In our own self doubt, seething through skin

All we need is a clear vision

And something that's written

Unforgiving

For how we are living is just a culmination of fear,

Of guilt

Why can't we just tilt,

The opposite way?

So we can stay, so we can say

And somehow find our way

Out of this endless maze

And redirect our gaze

Away from this truly fucked up phase

That's never ending

It's pending

Right before us

Right below us

All around us

It's all mistrust

Swept up in a gust

Of wind

That cultivates sin

In an endless whim

Upon which we are convinced

Into acting out each day

We all have something to pay

It's the essential way

In this day and age

We can't find the right page

It's been stripped from our minds

So that we can't find

Hidden by those inclined

To claim power and time

As their own

It's a silent drone

That escapes like a moan

Or perhaps more like a sigh

An endless high

That imprisons our minds

It's really not fine

It's all just lies

So when we finally accept the truth

Take responsibility for our youth

That's when we will find the right answer

And rid ourselves of this widespread cancer.