Day 348: Man and Beast

Both a hero and a monster 
Are a mixture of man and beast
What differentiates the two
Is the proportion found in each.

Day 347: fantasy world

I'm a victim of my fantasies
The saddest of all tragedies
I believe the lies I tell myself
As they tear me apart gradually

Day 346: Riot Youth

Product of the greatest generation coming down the queue. I'm not a member of the warrior class, of the proud, of the few. A member of the children left out in the fields of corn, the quietly taciturn that you forgot were ever born. But we ripped the stitches that you used to keep our swollen lips from ever telling history books about the things that you have done. This isn't fun, but we know we have to sing. We feel it in our blood, in our bones, in our being. And if we keep ourselves together keep from rocking this old leaky ship we'll never get the chance to sink or float and we don't want to live a type of life where we never know what's just outside. We're leaving through the door while our elders run and hide and we aren't coming back until we've traveled through the night. This ain't about good or bad, this is about wrong or right. Black Knight. Fight or flight. Dust to Dust. Afterlife. We don't know what's coming round the bend but we feel alright. We'll say our peace and try to keep ourselves from screaming with palms that are bleeding and scratched raw cause it's truth that we're fiending. And afterwards there won't be nothing left to say, we'll just all sigh exhausted from discovering that nobody was right.

Day 345: Now

How did I get here?
And what time is it anyhow?
Don't matter 'cause an instant and eternity
Are just manifestations of now.
Now is when I was born.
Now is when I will die.
Now is when I learn the truth
After living in the lie.
Then was never there
And never again will be
Never never happens
And tomorrow's just a dream.
Today is just a now
Stretched out with the sun
And tonight is only now
When you let your mind run.
Yesterday is not a time
It's merely now removed
From your present state of mind
Left behind with what you used.
Now is where I am
Now is where I'll be
Now is just an instant
But also eternity

day 344: alone

People seem to think
That i'm an urban myth
I set up shop, take a shot
And disappear into the mist
The ties I make along the way
Are perforated at my heart
And when I feel a tug at them
The quickly fall apart
It's a lonely life
But better than a broken home
When I see the wreck it leaves
I know I'm better when i'm alone.

Day 343: More

Day and night
Fight or flight
I know now I want more
Blood and sweat
Given up yet?
Hell no! I want more!
Feel the sting
Perspiring
You don't want any more
I won't stop
'Till I drop
I know that I want more
Dreaming things
That can't be
I know that you want more
Pushing through
Done with you
You know that I want more
I have a life worth fighting for


Borrowed from Santigold-Disparate Youth