Let me run through it.
The feeling of incapability,
Worthy of nothing I know of.

Keep surviving day through day,
Staying alive,
Fighting for no reason,
Sleeping at night,
And I still will.

Mind’s eye view,
Plenty in line,
Scared of shadows,
Even my own.

Fearing my voice,
Truth,
Hatred I know not of.

Tasting through meditation,
Feeling of thought is taught,
Was not,
Was there,
Always was,
Others never will be.

Friends where?
Friends there?
Friends here?
Friends whatever.

Please don’t kill me.

…Letting me run through it poorly.

Not open,
Not like before,
Never like now,
Fighting for vocabulary,
Fighting for nothing.

Lost voice,
Lost mind,
Lost everything particular to thought.

Although busy,
Too much time spent astray,
Astrological whatever,
Chemical denial,
Vitamin deficiency efficient.

Seeing spirits,
Tasting metallic cancer,
The death calming mental breakthrough to a lonely cry.

These words come from depths I fall,
I fail,
Accomplish,
Demolish,
Rebirth the movement con conscious deliverance,
Limbs and other ideas I want to feed the general public.

Biologically from afar,
Hired through desperation,
Dumped upon because of taking,
Taking it all.

Sexually frustrated surroundings eating chemistry within the air.

Freedom tasteless,
Except to the dead.

Calming for comprehension now.

Anxiety rising,
Calming settling,
Anxiety rising,
Anger settling,

..ANGER SETTLING.

Ripped on rules,
Agreements,
Overlooked mannerisms,
Raised wrong,
Reacting poorly,
Functioning barely,
Respected not,
Letting go,
Killing slowly though mentality salted,
Dried up,
Given up,
Showing up,
Barely there,
Always there,
And done with that for now.