The Current Condition of the Human Image

[MotherofMercies]

Hi I've just got a bunch of poems that I wrote a few years back. And would love for everyone to share their thoughts. I figured I would start a thread because there is a few.
Most of all just enjoy. Thanks.

A POISON
Dispassionate and childish minds
fuelled by a poison of deliverance
she still pursues it
it pursues her
lusting after each other
she says enough, and sips it
so tragic yet so good.

She's in her own angelic place now,
careless as there is no place to fall
she’ll awake feeling as she did before.

Now it’s never ending dispassionate and childish minds
Only this time fuelled by existence of pursing the end
Sensing it as it arrives
Seeing it as it nears
Tasting it as it nears,
Hoping for it to hasten its pace.


COLOURLESS
A beauty rained upon
the stinging of the rain,
the rain of lifelong negativity.
The pictures are taken
but remain colourless.
capturing splendour is worthless.

To no avail
I try to escape these negative words
but I appear to be imprisoned, a slave.
A slave that I am to these shadowed words
But I know,
more blood letting is to come.

I’ll intoxicate myself
into my unwanted conscious.
A world where the sun doesn’t rise
nor has a chance to set.
A domain where integrity is vain
and pacifists die in shame.

A endless battle with negativity
thoughts of bleeding myself dry
will always haunt my head.
These toxins will always bleed
from this darkened heart of mine,
what lies is now stained.


MY KINDRED MY ASSOCIATES
My kindred my associates,
they consider me eternal.
Take a blade to my still heart
I will be the one left standing!
His kind more than vulgar
Like cockroaches they scurry!
Take a blade to his grotesque head!
There’ll be more back later!

My place near lifeless again
I’ve seen this many times,
Me in confinement, again
Sensing some more déjà vu!
Him again staring down at me
Am I some type of mosaic?
I’ve seen that look before!
But like a mute I don’t say!

My kindred my associates
All gone, just disappeared,
My heart still on a stand still.
My place just fell and perished,
His kind now takes the reigns.
War, slaves, plagues and famines-
Men and women at work again
Rebuilding what he did before!