This World...

I'm saddened,
for no reason,
laying here,
still not sleeping.

Constantly moving,
no checkpoint stated.
Going back to the start,
often contemplated.

To fall off the end of the world...
If I could find it, I would wonder...

When all emotions hit,
does a game-changer come out to play?
Or am I just hunting
for my Polybius?

The discomfort of
replaying the level...
Summons moisture
that salts the controls.

I shall never agree to
"Game Over"

but I shall step away
from time to time.

In an attempt to find
a better game to play.

In tune with the feel

I've forgotten all,
but what you've done.
You feign kindness,
you fake the fun.

But now these tricks,
I can admit,
I've finally seen through,
right through,
yeah.

I figured time,
would sort you out.
I figured rhyme,
could win this bout,

but in reality,
you're equally,
hypocritical,
stereotypical,
victim.

Those words you arm yourself with?
You've earned no right to abuse.

Those notes with fake tragedy?
I've started to despise.

You want to remain friendly,
and yet all I can see is lies.

And even now, I give you options,
only because I know what you'll choose!

I call shenanigans
on your petty little road,
since your only heavy load
is yourself.

You fooled enough,
childish one,
so dissipate the anger,
along with the image of wealth.

Know that this is all in,
I'm never looking back
to assess your need
of help.

And it's only proper,
to attach a signature,
but I'm just in no mood,
so welp.

Down in flames

I saw you once,
before the ignition began.

Your works shall remain,
but no reunion will commemorate
what really came from
the real thing.

I heard the vibrations
(felt them, really),
as heart and soul was
delivered together.

Delivered...
for the amazement of all.

A final fire shows,
after a decade that led to goodbye,
and all I can claim to
is a five second salute.

As the time comes,
we all say our farewells.

But even now,
the meanings made
grow stronger

as the flames die.

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"It's not a funeral, people,
                 it's a fucking celebration!"
  -George Pettit