DigitalMassacres

                               I'll save your life                               losing myself further                               I'll go beyond the limit                               living through mania                               how do you stop                               what can't sense fear?                               I'll ingest your schizophrenic drug                               so I can see something to believe                               maybe it can turn this breathing hell                               into a shimmering utopia called reality                               how do you destroy            

                                    I surrender to it                                    take my memory                                    take my emotion                                    You're their Prince                                    I'm your subservient                                    a tool for your  war dream                                    They come from everywhere                                    to see it with their own eyes                                    to feel you set them on fire                                    They raise their hands high                                    holding deteriorating

  Do you remember when you gave me this? Promised that if either one of us should lose our human self we'd change the world for the better. I've only fired it once and that was on the night you gave it to me. We were so young then and bubbling with life, dreams, hopes, goals...we thought we had the answers for it all. How foolish we were.   It's that unfortunate time of the year my dear brother, the time of the year where we try desperately to avoid being in the present. We've met on this bridge every year since the massacres, drinking ourselves into a stupor and laughing into the early morning hours. As the years have passed we've become l

                                      I                                 r e m e m b e r                             stinging air circulating                             restricted motor skills                              I couldn't reach to touch                            your loving face or our world                                     wings                             scattered across the ground                                       I                             looked to view the heavens                                      Eye                             saw hell at war in paradise                               will I