Hello world whom is not there, here is another poem :)

~Fair~
It's things like that, that make me know
That even the fairest people aren't fair.
You come across these people and believe and think
You know what you see, but you haven't seen what I've seen.
The most unfair people are those who make you believe they are fair
because they make themselves believe they are fair.
The circle of denial is the most powerful tool in our possession,
To use them subconsciously is even more powerful.
I sit here typing away about the things that make me know
That even the fairest people aren't fair.
I see you now,
I see you as denial.

and another...

~Needles in Knees~

needles in knees,
needles in knees,
needles in knees.

They don't hurt.
My knee hurts, but not from the needles.
I walk around with a cane,
This is a sign of shit to come.
Putting needles in my knees will stop that shit from coming.
I fucking hate acupuncture.
But my energy is low,
and I have to drink a diarrhea-like potion
to put my energy in motion.

Every Saturday it will be the same,
needles in knees,
cane in hand,
love in the trash can.

Who do I thank for this?
God?
Thanks, man.


and another...

~I have no title~

My teeth hurt more than you think
Watching articulated actions slowly decay than shrink
Becoming the darkest shades of gray in sorrow
Starring at the faltering thoughts in the past of tomorrow's
We paint the walls white with our forgerical optimism
Thinking they won't ever become the colour of
our deep, penetrative pessimism.