Proxima Centauri
A monster
Really and truly
Why stay?
The moon has no effect
On my tides
I stay drowning
I'm a water sign
I'm a pisc..let me spell it out
I give rise to oh?
Stripping away any sense of si!
Defined as an
Because I'm not enough to be an animal
So I can't be understood
I'm just part of the Ocean
The stable land shakes me down
Burying me in the humidity of your mountains
I the drowned jew
Before Jochebed' son passed through
That silver lining in the night sky?
A false sense of security
Nothing anymore
So you believe in nothing any more
And your faith is wasted
While you die thirsty
Because your beliefs couldn't stand for your convictions
Your judgement is clearly impaired
Yet you trust your sobriety
Not knowing that you were drunk all the while
So your faith was born to belligerent thoughts
Never knowing it was stumbling
Believing itself to be cleansing waters
That silver lining in the dark sky?
Just streaks of Cîroc
Streaming down the outside of a sphere
Rebel?
Who me?
I'm just another plagiarism
You just haven't heard of the demigod yet
I'm just just another monster
That's reckless
Because I seem to wreck less
All lies
I have crashes and comas in my own lanes
I'm currently in a constant state of repair
The shop knows me well
My debts are high
Jesus trusted me with the wheel
He made a mistake for real
Rebel?
Inkbot rather
My shape and design
Means less than interpreted
Just a traced mistake
An aborted piece
An Abiece
Why run?
I can't speak the language of numbers
But I begin to calculate the reasons to leave
You can call me the sun
If not for any other reason
Than my proximity
For I'm one of a billion
Ignore the faux shine
It's just an echo
Better if you call me Proxima Centauri
4.22 light years in time
Find freedom in the distance
And let me have mine
Turn these thoughts to parts of a faded memory
The number of seconds in that span
May be enough of a reason
Why you?
Your faith is over
And your sanity is dosed
Surely
Time is money
My debts are high
And your interest should be low
I don't raze you with fire
I raise your disappointments with steps
It's a stubborn and slow walk
My surname?
I wear it well now
I prefer the tedious and meticulous death
A separation of want and desire
You can't maintain this pace
This was meant for a thoroughbred
Despite your claims you're a liar
You have all the weaknesses of muggle
You weren't thorough when bred
I want to leave you with an insidious lack of breath
As you cease to struggle
This is a man's race
An 800m
Because it's two much
You're worried about your stride
For me it's innate
While you focus on what's at stake
I'm ready to cerebrate
Creating my end
That's why you're left to mend
The end?
What else did you expect
You tried your way
I felt like an imposter
A politician
I didn't want the votes
My mind was more than bipartisan
I couldn't hold the pieces
My demons couldn't be handled
My two hands seemed to taunt me
As things fell in threes
And fours
A complete holy sum
But I was left sinful and missing
Your targets became my nooses
And your uppity bars
My cocaine
I wish you'd leave
Or just let me go
I can no longer pretend to appreciate the loyalty
It's an obligation that burns my veins
It's a circus
But at least a lady of the night
Gets paid for her tricks
The mask isn't worth the shade
Friends?
I'm not sure anymore
Are we attached by sincerity
Or hazy memories of younger acquaintances
It's harder to understand
As you seem to stand above
I held it close
And it sickened me
Screaming on my own frequency
4.22?
I think that's close enough to see the light
And far enough away to not be affected
I know what I'm not
I'm not what they think
And not what you know
I know about the nots
They comfort me in a way
It's the certainty that causes me dread
I'm not sure what will become of me
When I fix my mirror
And use a compass
I doubt my resolve when only the core remains
People have ideas of themselves
But that's all they are until one learns
Exist in distance?
Let me be
I'd rather be a monster
Really and truly
Than a homeless star