Cerebrum Stagnation

It started with the sensation of weightlessness and the dimming of light

The lack of illumination bringing forth a limbo and the suspension of a life conflicted

There were no senses, there was no sense to make of things it was the shadow of chaos

At the mercy of those that truly did not hold towards the respect of self or decency of protection

Spending an eternity floating weightlessly through grey space as my suit struggled to process

The time to eject should have come sooner rather than riding the storm out and waiting for safety

Being stalked out in the shadow of this concussion feeling numb while the worst danced in victory

And they had it for sure, villainy triumphs when the weak are trampled and lead to believe the lies

A truth is only something that’s a matter of perception, and when the giant falls it’s a rebels yell

Bringing out the bastards from the wood works to gloat over the departure of logic and reason

The prize had been stolen long before that, and pride would keep one blind to the fact

Sounds of their insults and threats heard but not understood, not respected and not even tolerated

Damaged minds know no fear, damaged hearts know hurt and damaged souls know desperation

The worst of three worlds and yet their tiered to one like a stigmata of failure time

A spell of time a ticking sinking beyond the measure of words that form despair and futility

Yet the last gift of Pandora crawls forth from it’s over turned box hope something fierce

Drowning in this sea yet I have air to breath, light comes flickering back into function

Soon each system is go, I’ve been out of the fight long before retaliation could ever commence

It was worse than any possibility of Guernica considering there wasn’t preparation for this

Only actions at the behest of psychopaths beyond scope and reason, yet they help me

Those sick bastards terrified of losing control of something that’s not theirs to begin with

Yet I hear the echoing outside, that paralyzation of concussion and reconnecting of nerves

It was a close call, yet life support managed to keep on during this forced grounding

Sparks, bringing me out of the shock but not the tremors for times to come

That burst of fire as creativity seeks to warm souls and give one a means to reaffirm expressively

Art the attack, and the mediums used to forge these creation the tools of the trade

Though one doesn’t have to bring violence to have it inflicted upon self, one simply has to be

And for that I reckon perhaps this would be my gift despite the curses muttered upon my name

It’s better this way, despite the scars I bare since my character is better than that of cowards and liars

Their shriveled forms, a self-made caricature, the kind that self promotes their own incompetencies

I needn’t give into what their selling since what I’m looking to buy is worth more than the monetary

If I were any worse for wear then I’d shrug for what I am doing is worth more than a world of dead weight

I’ve shed that husk I was for the man I am and I need not ever live in fear of them ever again

For what is a man if he is too afraid to gaze at the stars in heaven? But a slave fettered by stagnation

May no one be trapped by men with evil in their hearts or the oppression of the status quo

Let’s keep the freedom to create and share upon one another something grander than standard convention

brain freeze

The fires of creativity over-taking stagnation



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About lordhalcion

Howdy folks! I am glad that I have the opportunity to share my art, stories and poetry with ya'll! However do take note that it appears here under the creative common license: Attribution-No Derivative Works. Here's the link: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/3.0/ Means please be respectful of my works and you'll be allowed to view them and share them if you wish! :)

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