Stray From The Herd
Out of comfort zones.
- Overwhelmed.
- Overwhelmed.
Can’t get my head.
I’m overwhelmed.
Too sober.
Not noble.
Too wild on my own.
Not shy.
Too far ahead, too far behind.
Not fried.
Get back to my senses on override.
- Overwhelmed.
- Overwhelmed.
Deep in the puddle.
Old worlds dying.
Molds broken.
Must decide.
Smashed ego suicide.
Yolk is broken.
Shell is cracked.
I’m the sizzling egg on the sidewalk.
Brains scattered under attack.
- Overwhelmed.
- Overwhelmed.
Oceans inside running raw.
Unapologetic.
Feel strong.
Feel pathetic.
Making my own laws.
Rules don’t apply.
Apathetic.
Care too much.
Shouting in a desert poisoned and septic.
- Overwhelmed.
- Overwhelmed.
In a word full of lies. Need reform on all levels. Governments, politicians, old vanguard full money pushing buttons, creating desperation — stinging flies.
Die, leave us alone. World crying out “We will atone.”
Don’t need corporations telling us who and how to be.
Got to erase influences of hate and controls pulling groupminds into wicked seas.Read between the scribble.
Don’t listen to them squawk.
Big mouths talking trash.
We feel the lash.We don’t need a new drug to make us feel numb.
Pain of change and burning shapes beauty unmatched and loved.
Dress us in the struggle.
Feed us with the crumbs.
Rising through the ashes.
We’ll spring renewed and ready climbing new laid rungs.
Ladder to fresh hope.
Stairway steep and tall.
Hearts of the hopeless molting and leading into a greater all.
- Overwhelmed.
- Overwhelmed.
Deep breaths syncing all around.
Eyes opening wider.
Ears begin to listen.
World discovers itself standing on newborn ground.
