Never saw batman
Or I in the same room
He lost a fortune
And became an orphan
I'm not sure to hold a wake
Or to hold out
I'd call for you
But you wouldn't see the signal
So I get accosted again and again
By my worst and deepest terrors
Everyone talks about the worm
And the butterfly or moth
Never the cocoon
Which is like dying
But you're above ground
That's what interests me the most
I want to hear about the pain
What had to be sacrificed?
And how to come out not alive
But evolved
To what you were created for
The butterfly or moth can't tell me
Can you?
I feel that I'm dying above ground
Buried surrounded by the living
It's a strange death indeed
I'm not growing
I'm just planted
Being pulled to stand
And becoming still
I want to know how to survive
To not be better
But to become what I was brought here for
Was I brought here for a reason?
A service?
A plan?
Maybe I was overlooked?
The destiny is so small
It's of little consequence
So you pay it no mind
It's mindless
So you look over it
Searching and studying something greater
Never saw I
Or jesus in the same room
But I swear to God
I have a cross
That I'm not sure I can bear
It feels like the sins of the world
Past, present and to come
The keep my stride slow and slower
It's the third day
And I remain at rest
My conscience is my shroud
And your disappointments the gravity of finality
Easter will be missed this year
This is no leap year
I see your expectations
Lower them
I'm a low life
No rising
Or leaping dear
Have Thomas and I ever met?
I doubt it
We don’t have the faith to believe the other exists
So there’s no one
or nothing to acknowledge
So how do we fail in acknowledgment?
We can’t and we don’t
We’re just two phantoms passing in the night
Try to hold us
You can’t even with all your might
I never saw a pharisee
Or I in the same room
It's not fair
You see
I preach and teach
But I’ve learned nothing
Learn from my misdeeds
Learn my language
Discover my faux pas
Be better
Be less human
And less flawed
Trust the actions in the mirror
Don't condone the reflection
Have you seen Bruce Wayne
Or I talking?
We're too lonely for that
Why would we talk to another
I'm still trying to talk myself out of my own way
I'm just a toy
Playing in story
I'm a humanoid
Telling myself I'm real
That these hopes, fears, and insecurities matter
That they hold a pulse
I fear that if the beats stop
So will my heart
I can't lose the music
I already lost my mind
I needed something to keep the rhythm
To keep me running
Am I running or have i been lied to
By myself
Believing the narrative imprinted on my silicone parts
It's child's play
And this is a horror
Have you ever seen bad
And evil meet?
I have in the mirror
It's a terror
They leaves me in shakes
And awe
With a bit of life
And a lot of regret
Fueled by my stubbornness and recklessness
There's no sympathy
They stay asleep for a long time
But demands the day
For as long it can hold consciousness
It's my soul my immortal child
My demigod
They love the reflection
They see nothing else but their agenda
Their hunger and bloodlust
These keep them alive
The chase
Bad, Evil and I
These are my holy trinity
We exist whether you bow or not
I'm not amazing
I'm just amazed
I'm still here
It's a glitch really
A circus
With a plot twist
And unwanted lives
Unfinished stories
Have you ever seen a novel
And my life in the same pages?
No you just see a novel
Not my life
Fiction exists
Based off of pieces of realities
My life doesn't exist
There's nothing to hold it to
Nothing compares
Because the baseline hasn't been achieved
It's an anomaly
Something overlooked
So it's not really seen
In the moment or in hindsight
So the vision is never clear
See?
There's no biography here
Just a source
For another paper or story
Enjoy the contribution
Have you ever seen the end
And I meet?
Wouldn't that be a conclusion?