social anarchy

Force of gravity pulls us under,
Spitting on the face of desires,
Tunneling a life of hatred , injustice.

Fantasies stripped by this inertial rigidity,
and Burdened by a hope of lies.

A dreaded disaster lingers very near,
Bolstered by the sip of rage.

It’s a delusional work of society,
Sulking in this expanse of a planned being,
Dampened and broken are these thoughts of betrayal,
and Basking in glory are the spirits around us.

this halo builds into a ball of fire

Brittle might be these thoughts,
Yet, thoughts they are

but they always fall into this abyss of social anarchy...


  • Cheeky Missy

    I enjoyed how you presented it....very interesting and I think well put. Helpless and hopeless if this is all there is. I quite liked this piece.

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