….Glorified Cavemen….Pt.1


look, we ain’t nothing but glorified cavemen
Bloodlust for carnage, hate and destruction
And my heart rate fluctuates, thinking of the pain
People feel under the hand of the strong again
Weak become exploited, depressed, and oppressed
Til the earth is a picture of meek unhappiness
The natural instincts for Armageddon, war and peace
Sky a smoke fog of loss and defeat……..

I’m glorified from the state of our original form
Groomed for destruction from the day I was born
Victim of scorn, Dim light and dimmer helpless nights
Emotions run wild and free, hate, delight and spite
Without the growing height, I stay grounded, never elevating
Think back contemplating on the distance I been creating…
A verge of nothingness, just darkness and a faint glow
Maybe the glow is my hero, maybe I’ll never know
I strapped down to the table known as life…locked up…
And blood eases from my ear drum, brain matters fucked up
I looked up, looked deeper into my depths of solitude
Life’s memories stored away, held in a solemn room
A helpless mood, a cry out, a whisper of helpless plea
For my self destructive nature not to be the death of me
My humanity, is hanging in the balance of my haunt
Valiant in my etched shades, the page is my confidant
I see the future is bleak, even in my weak state of mind
I seek the truth although the blanket of lies leaves me blind
Contemplate pasts times, My face cracks its shell…do I smile?
I forgot this feeling known as contentment; It’s been an awful while
I was sterile, my life was just a careless whisper in the wind
My natural instincts were taking over, control blew away like lint
My lifeless stint, thank god my ordeal is finally over
A fallen soldier, thinking deeper and in depth as a moulder
Burn in my happiness of my self opinions and my company
As earlier stated, My own thoughts and actions will be the death of me
My discrepancy, my story untold until…well….now
My lifelong vow…Succeeding and evolving somehow
From the lifeless form of the unresolved thoughts of a caveman
Everyday growing from the pre-historic brain scan……

See I’m eclipsed by my nature…War torn in my own mind
Left behind by my self…Now getting closer with every stride
look, I’m no longer nothing but glorified cavemen
Lost Bloodlust for carnage, hate and destruction
And my heart rate fluctuates, thinking of the pain
People feel under the hand of the strong again
Weak become exploited, depressed, and oppressed
Til the earth is a picture of meek unhappiness
The natural instincts for Armageddon, war and peace
Sky a smoke fog of loss and defeat……..

…….Lost in my thoughts……
.....Lost in the wind......

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