I am frustrated and so I scream
Blind people who never see
Their choices are a disease
They choose to be bound, instead of free
The information age
Is what they say
The evidence is lacking to say the least
While everyone chases the beast
Rather than feast
The bread of sorrow
Don t remind me
I do not want to see
Don’t deposit wisdom
I choose to live as a victim
Let me insult your intelligence, play stupid with me
Irresponsibility, chaos and misery
This is your chosen meal
Catatonic in your ignorance
You do not feel
Your chosen tyranny
Is so offensive
I am left with my words
You never learn
This is the definition
Of ignorance
Experience is a teacher
But you forsake her
Lies mothering other lies
I no longer have the time
For your lies mixed with cries
Your cries mixed with lies
Your invisible world nurtures you
The fantasy that you seem to think is true
You are like so many
desiring pity rather than power
You reject the meal
Repeat tomorrow
You choose to eat of…
The bread of sorrow
You do not eat alone
You share your bread
With the ones you are suppose to love
Even though it is salted with dread…
and cold
You force feed the hurt
Remember you will eat your words
Pathetic, sorry excuses is the road map of your life
Wont listen to wisdom
You choose to suffer and cry
You refuse to listen
To reason
It is too real for you to handle
You will eventually burn out like a candle
You are like so many
Desiring pity rather than power
You reject the meal
Repeat tomorrow
You choose to eat of…
The bread of sorrow
Cant control others stupid choices
Ignoring all of the voices
With good advice
But you renounce it
Calling it pride
That is such bullshit
Remember that your version of pride
Is one of the seven deadlies
learn what it means, then cry
Your sad chosen melodies
You are like so many
Desiring pity rather than power
You reject the meal
Repeat tomorrow
You choose to eat of…
The bread of sorrow
You glutton on lies, fantasy and misconceptions
Twisting everything even scripture
Chasing a church that is deceptive
Only going to one that will tell you what you want to hear
The reward of your chosen ignorance is tears
Your wounds I will no longer suture
You are a walking contradiction
Another of your many chosen afflictions
It has been indicative
A haunting apparition
A man addiction
The devil has been mimicked in your house
He represents all that is toxic and wicked
This is what you have allowed
This ridiculous contradiction of a relationship
Makes me SICK
You had your out more than once
You still make the same dumb-ass choice
Ignoring the voice
The information age
Is what they say
The evidence is lacking to say the least
While everyone chases the beast
Rather than feast
They eat of…
The bread of sorrow