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Misplaced Perceptions

Words speak louder than actions!

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September 2016

Toxic What Ifs

Toxic What Ifs

What if heaven isn’t up with the stars?

It’s deep down in the fiery bowels of Earth

Or maybe it’s just a myth tricking us into doing good

What if all your life is just a vision in your sleep? Wake up! Death is on its way!

Or is your life just one of your imaginations? 

Imagine that! 

Are you imagining right now?

What if the bad gets you in heaven. Where is heaven? Is it heaven or hell?

What if the good is a trick? You’re wasting your time.

What if Good and Bad are lovers and we just got in the middle?

Their love was perfect till God turned them into habitual habits!

And now they both fight to take over the world.

Oh what have we done?

What if everything you ever know is a lie, a coverup?

Where’s the truth? Does it exist? Will you search for it?

What if every kid is born with a twin within themselves? 

Take a look inside yourself! Rip yourself apart! 

Yes, there is another you in there! 

What if every lie you speak, is true in an alternate universe?

All these questions and you choose not to think!

What if your blood was somebody else’s? 

What if your brain is made up of empty microchips? Error 404!

What if your thoughts are your oxygen? Take a deep breathe! 

Can you tell what I’m thinking?

What if aliens actually know every answer to your every question? 

What if your soul escapes your body while you sleep? Are you still in there? 

Or have you taken someone else’s soul! Where are you?

What if the Earth’s core isn’t burning but just contains all the dead spirits of the world? 

That’s why you bury them!

What if life is just a preparation for what comes afterwards? Ready? Have you finished your course?

What if the Sun explodes?

Where will you hide, little one?

V.2

Is home a person?
Or a couple of glass bottles?
Is it a paper carton of smokes?
Or is the sharp metal glint that catches the sunlight under my bed

Is it the pestering thoughts of my restless mind?
Or it my anxiety going full on crazy
I no longer can feel home
Doesn’t matter how close it is to me

Have I grown cold and numb to all that is dear?
Or did everything that was dear to me fade into nothing?
All these questions and possibilities
Could you lend me an extra brain?
For I’m afraid the one I have has gone insane

V.1

Is home an abode?
Or does she even have one
No, they buried it with their lies
So where does she reside

Is home that midnight chime
Or the embers of a flame her pale fingers wavered over
Or is it the 23:30 howl of the abused dog downhill

Will she ever find home?

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