Nihilism

Nothing, of terminable being, will ever make sense 

Illusions, of meaning, are just a delusional defence 

Humanity's dysfunctional and will lie, to keep sane

It needs order from chaos and something to blame 

Life is a mistake, for it's where the ghosts, are alive 

Infused with corporeality and an ambition to thrive 

Sooner, than later though, all will return, to the end

Merely traces of ex-entities, with nowhere to wend

Names Of Guardians Of Delphin's See

There are many Names Of Guardians Of Delphin's See

Although there can only be one, the others cannot be 

Poseidon, Neptune, Mazu, or even, maybe, Ran/Aegir

Or is it Tiamat, or Oceanus, or merely a nereid seer?

For in the darkest depths, of the eternal abyss

Immersed in Protean tales, mythology persists

So to which hydrocrat, is a dolphin's homage paid?

Or is it none of them, for they're all man made

The aggressive delusion, upon terra firma's, rife

And only in dolphin seas, is there intelligent life 

For there's nothing beyond, a siren's simple song

Above, or in the deep, where the monsters belong 

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You're A Psychopath

You can walk on by and I'll do the math

I think there's an even chance, you're a psychopath 

For in my mind's eye, your insanity's cemented 

Your actions and demeanour are clearly demented 

Your aura's vile and your soul's pernicious 

Your flailing fists and feet are naught but vicious 

Maybe you were goaded and took the bait

Or maybe you're an evil vassal, fuelled by hate

I don't know you, I don't know who you are

Just keep your distance, be away and far

For though your victim's memory might be hazy

There's no doubt, that you're batshit crazy

Maybe, next time, the battered prey won't rise

Maybe, next time, someone bleeds and dies

You've sated the insanity and purged the wrath

But there's an even chance, you're a psychopath 

I Don't Need You

 

Will you release my brain? It needs parole

Please set me free, from your mind control 

I don't need you, to read me, the riot act

I don't need you, to feed me, a counter fact

Get out of my face, for it's mine, not yours

You don't need to know, about my idle cause

I don't need you, to quell me, to be strung along

I don't need you, to tell me, what's right from wrong 

Go and lead the sheep, of every brainwashed flock

But I want no part, of your vast, malevolent bloc

I don't need you, to see me, with your soulless eyes

I don't need you, to appease me, with your vacuous lies

To Ginny

Goodbye my love, this is my, forlorn, farewell

For when midnight chimed, twas a fateful knell

With one, last, tired breath, we were torn apart

Hence, these words, are from my broken heart

I know you were stubborn and would not be told

You were also, kind and loving, with a heart of gold

So I will take some solace, on your summer's day

And from my idle reveries, you will never stray

Now that you're free from fear, I can ease the pain

Even though, my love, time's not ours to claim

For the anguish ended, when you lost the fight

And now, with this last kiss, I will say goodnight

With Love

From

Lance

XXX