Screaming my way through the crowd

I scream out loud because I stopped caring.
Replaced the word "proper" with the phrase "what I need".
Limits vanishing and desires glaring
Of a different me at a different speed.

I am now an enemy of petty expectation
more of an ordered chaos, of a convenient dimension
preacher of freedom, warlock of perception
and bard of distant and sweet anticipation.

My anthem is the one of the eternally broken,
mind in bliss, remembering ended seasons.
My language is the words that don't need to be spoken.
In a world with no regrets and no use for reasons.

Hard to understand, but voluntarily apathetic
to the ones who claim that I walk in mistake.
this is not meant to be correct or even aesthetic,
this is just a human who a new way tries to make.

So I am not going to apologize or conform.
Not going to stand down or cheaply comply,
for selling ourselves short and becoming the norm
is the quickest and most pathetic way to die.

Walking through the corpses (prose)

People minds seem to expire, but I refuse to accept it. Personalities are acquired, new interests vary and what used to be a sincere smile can turn into a clear expression that is not longer in my favor, that is no longer mine. Have you ever felt like a soldier walking through the corpses of his own allies? Have you smelled the stench left by the why's and when's of years gone by? Its like a storm on your head that should enlighten you, but shocks instead, while people shout that you should conform with the times, even when you don't want to and it breaks your tired mind.

For that I declare this verse, an eulogy for the fallen, a simple prayer to the lost and the stolen. I also plead for the sleeping to wake up again, to break their chains and free their brains from the petty expectations of a society that is insane. For those who think that it's over I present to you the truth, be yourself for yourself or be torn apart from youth.

To reminisce is not to get stuck, it is only a ritual to see if you have luck and you regain what was lost just to heal the pain or lose the bet and find yourself deep in ail again. Because the future has not happened yet the present dies so fast that what's left of your sanity only lies in your past. There may be new things ahead, but desire is law so what you want is what you live for, even if your fight is all for naught.

By AlucardX