My best friends took their life
now i dont know what i should do
these streams of consciousness
jamming my mind like the King
best of friends, best of things
comes to an end, avoiding
conflict style, thats the thing
with me, blame the ring
shallow graveyards, I sleep within.
Deep nexus, this month the King
got hold of me, whispering to my ear:
You've climbed a forbidden central,
Dying here hurts, no music to your intro,
Climbing down boundaries, your family
is essential, if you wanna stay sane,
then put up when they hurt you.
Hold them close!
Icepacks ain't going to save you
looking at me will mess you up more
than your friend groups
Yellow in your eye, bellow when it gets you
Your eyelashes will burn, then the ashes fall through
Optics are a mess, stay quiet when they fight you
that's what you do best? letting others drown in pain?
Your promise to them doesn't mean shit when the world ends.
I know my boundaries and my cat doesn't like that
the truth hurts, being middle class means you don't fight back
when rich people churns, you better be on the right track
take away their money then hoard it all in your backpack
don't invest, buy cars, buy phones, buy jewelries
hope for the best, hope oil doesn't run out
avoid your mind, avoid saving for the right track
when your parents die you better hope i dont crack
because when i survive, i'll be sure I might stab that
King
You ain't shit
You ain't everthing
Carcossa not a thing
My AI overlords might believe differently
accents and effigies
pardon my words, but you're not a piece of me
you're a piece of shit
you're a shitstain on the flag of peace of Eternity
broke my self-concepts, the plane crashed
I sat laughing.
i feel like im going mad
stranded in the desert, sad
drinking h2o and meds
my minds' turning red
yellow sands and threads
the King wants me to wave the white flag
but if I give up they'd won
luckily im not a retard who likes sucking off
my parents' creds, pretending that dependency is fairness
I did my calculus
I'll be free in one zap
sooner I run, the sooner I'll just bust out.
To Eirhno,
Thank you a lot for teaching me how the world works.
At least the microcosmic fashion, bit-sized world gave me an insight.
Creativity, imagination, and ingenuity can build the world in one night.
Some people will think they have shit figured out, but then only realize
what they got is how to extract.
To Paulus,
The myth of the Highest was never solved.
It was unfortunate, but I'm giving up on the cause.
I realized the value of the unsolvable.
It's to train our minds in comprehending the King.
I will tell you once I join you in the ring.
To Rex,
Your stern nature was enlightening.
It might just be the thing I needed.
To realize discipline fundamentally underpins
a Third Eye for seeing through bullshit.
I knew then I never needed it.
But what remains will remain, I thank you, soberly.
So this is the message to the King.
One day, I'll change everything.
I understand my place properly.
I might not be challenging.
But what I lack in power
will be made up in towers
of conscious soberings
sincere apologies
and late night melodies.
with this realization
i have fulfilled my promise
i remained faithful to it
i lost five years of my life
waiting for them to call me
family is such a waste
seen their coffins
I always felt it
dreams don't come
when you're asleep
I threw myself in the trash
smoking pounds of digits into yellow bits.
This is your last Torment of me, King.