Lies. Crave. Human Desire.

Why are we all so sickly insane
Incapable of releasing
To the instinct
Running deep within our veins
Waiting to explode
While the learnt behavior of acceptability
Fights to strangle the animal within
Lies!
But we're all beasts
Creators of our own sins
Trapped behind bars we've built within
Judgement, guilt and fear
Boil up and surface grace
Create and crave
A rush of negative energy
Evil fighting for our souls
Struggling to win against
Beautiful creator of natural desire
Rule the way in which we interact
Tiny ants scattered among the ground
Like the baby incisions taking place
Daily rituals carved
Onto a skin that has learned to heal
Before the wounds
Become too deep
Build their gills and learn to breathe
Or grow and manifest into unfamiliar shapes
Our human minds have come to erase
Vicious cycle
Of an endless battle
The kind we're all longing to eliminate
An elastic layer
Of continuous healing momentum
Turning pure purpose into mess
And raw intent into a mountain of deceit
Our reality stands strong
Hypnotized
Draped with jewels
Dancing in thought
Dressed in truth
Hidden in the lies
That played there from the start
Human desire.
To let it bleed runs deep
A dirty and tainted twist
On a world that could be great.