The belly of the beast
the place you want to least visit
at least the rest of the world seems to be able to keep the peace with it
its the place you end up in on a dark night where the monsters wait to feast
on your fears, insecurities and secrets that lie low
in the psyche of your mind and subconscious below
where they are called in for roll call in nothing but a row
and they begin to reiterate and list off the reasons slow
that you can’t focus in class and refuse to participate
in the arts and humanities and those things that you want to create
but are too afraid to in the fear that your fears become clear
so who is it that is the ultimate seer
is it the person thats farthest or more near
are they the ones who provoke a smile or tear
are they in my tier or in another bracket
don’t send another one of them i just can’t hack it
why is it that i seek out the worst in myself and others
is it so i can transform these mere acquaintances in to brothers
the connection in the human condition only held together by pain
and yet we seem to look on at one another in vain
instead of taking that dragon and dancing the waltz together
we fight until death, returning to town in its leather
if i were to write you a letter, address and stamped form the future
would you open it or or treat it as if it were putrid
ok, cupid your so smart whats the meaning of love
or art, the communication of ideas and emotions
you think its materialism than give me a sip of your secret potion
one day you will realize the reality in front of you, loathing
that all this time you had been weighing yourself down with stainless steel clothing
the toxic chemicals in my brain seem to proliferate
as my minds good vibes condense rise and condensate
and my group of friends seems to gravitate
rapidly towards a tunnel that i am not aloud to enter.
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