Malignant Shell II

Why?

Why am I so perfect inside my glaciers;

Inside all my pain and fateful divings

Into waters of far wasted, tilted lies,

When I do not worry?

I'll never worry anymore. 

For all of what is said to me,

We see that I hide in a malignant shell

Inside my pain and my pride under the rain.

I see inside

As I empty my only bottle of water.

I thirst to death.

I flood myself to death;

Now there isn't such need anymore. 

When eels invite me into my own race

In waters that fade to hell,

I see me inside me,

Pushing my limits as I see a shell;

Now I can't see anymore. 

And what do they even need to be this time?

We are their men and pride;

We peel the skin off their rashes,

Their pride and their heads,

And why do they still hide

Inside their malignant shells?

I've maligned alignments

Until we are one;

And we won't even need to say anymore. 

All the curses in me were shot into myself,

For I do not aspire death. 

My death is an implosion inside a shell,

Where none will know of my death. 

By then,

I believe that I don't need to die anymore. 

Every time I see,

I die, out of first-aid;

Never know what to save anymore. 

As we are making a promise;

I've came out of my shell, but not them.

They've chosen to be malignant;

And I've no choice

But to feed on their disgrace;

Just see me through my malignant shell,
And I'll never need to write anymore.

Tyrannical Personification

Great wars are what we live for,
Yet I do not understand my free will.
Life is great,
Yet I am wanting to hate the people who surrendered to me.
This is my life,
Yet this is a life that I've never wished for.
I do not understand hatred and misery;
They are to be found inside a broken chamber;
A chamber of ghosts and bloodshed;
A shed filled with the fingerprints of me;
I have no fingerprints.

Warm blood flows;
It is such a pleasureful feeling
When liquefied brains are molded into music,
When liquefied stains are folded into scars
When sadness flows,
For there is no plural for true creativity;
Understand sorrow,
For there are no rural places for the greedy;
I wandered to places in search of disgrace;
And I founded a nation of war.
I preached for universal peace,
And now there is only violence in my core.

There were times when I've clenched the world in my fist,
It was a sublime feeling.
I felt as if the world revolved around my wildest fantasies;
It was an experience most engaging.
I heard the screams of the surrounding mist,
Such a dreadful thing.
A loud siren deafened me,
It made me a happier man,
For I could no longer listen to the cries
Of me and my people,
When we unleashed a full-scale riot
Against the beastly bests of our inner monsters;
When we repelled the grisly tests of our future,
For we stood still without falter;
For we do not will for a child without a father;
For we are the monsters of a broken nation.

Safe World

I miss the time
When I cruised the oceans with my loved ones,
And the cruise sank.
I miss the time
When I was desperate to escape,
so I leaped into the icy cold water
and suffered no sickness,
While realizing that the cruise belonged to my neighbor.

It was a time
When leaping out of a ship was equal to suicide,
Although I was trying to save myself.
A group of policemen apprehended me
Simply for doing so.
I did not hate them
Because I knew that there was delicious food at home.

There was a time
When I came across a piece of paper;
An indecipherable poem was written on it.
I handed it to the very policemen who apprehended me,
One man interpreted it.
He claimed that it meant nothing.
However, I have already uncovered its hidden meaning;
He could not understand it
Because he was one of my neighbours.

While in custody,
I wanted to make a phone call to my loved ones,
But all my loved ones were with my neighbor.

When I woke up, I was in my high school;
A competition was held there.
I was one of the participants
Although I did not remember signing up.
I did not know what to do,
So I danced.
I became famous.

I saw an adulterous politician queuing up
To buy cheap food in a high-class restaurant.
I lined up behind him,
While my loved ones went away for awhile.
I saw the mother of a stranger;
She was very rude;
She vulgarly scolded her own plate of food.
In my heart, I hated her,
But she understood my heart before I spoke,
And warned me not to underestimate her.

Library

I was convicted of a crime I did not know;
I was convicted without a hint of sorrow.
I woke up in a prison cell.
The first thing I heard was a broken toilet's yell,
Covered with yellow stain,
Like it is smothered by piss rain,
Or sun-grown grain?

The cells were like cubicles,
No ceilings and low walls,
I could climb over it, I think.
Society casually entered the cell;
They saw me without clothes
And did not react in any way.
They climbed out of the cell
As if I were not there.

Sweeper's clothes manifested out of nowhere.
I wore them and escaped.

I was trapped in a library in outer space,
Owned by my neighbor.
The library was located in a giant structure,
Owned by my neighbor.
The library seemed broken,
It was dark, and I needed to escape.
But a man once told me
It is hard to enter the library
For one will need permission to do so,
But it is easy to get out.
I got in without my neighbor's permission,
I got in without my permission.

It was very dark, but I was not scared.
I embraced the darkness, and I met some people,
Including society who saw me without clothes
And did not react in any way.
I felt paranoid while wearing clothes.

Outside the library, but still inside the structure,
Was a sprawling city.
I went into a hypermarket and met my friends,
I bought two bottles of branded milk,
One for them, one for me.

There was a taxi driver who was able to send me home,
But he did not know that I got in without permission.
I tried to act as if I were society,
He believed me, and offered me a ride home.
During the journey, he asked me for my driving license.
I told him I scored well,
For I know that if I told him otherwise,
He would know that I was foreign,
That I did not even know my neighbor.

The driver stopped his vehicle in front of my house.
I got out, and he drove off.
I realized that I left my bag inside the vehicle.
I surfed the internet to track his current location,
Only to discover that he was already in some place.

I gave up.
I opened a crack that reversed time
Using only my mind.
I retrieved my bag.