With every second I am blown away
By revelations that strangle all the life from me
High expectations, congenital defect
A devolution, a cause without effect
I am stormborn
The execution of the id that is to rule them all
Exaggerates how disconnected we are as Millennials
Caressing what’s depressing brings relief that undermines
Impatiently awaiting exaltation leaves one compromised
It’s my fault
Not to have seen
Regression toward the mean
On my throne
I wanted more
Silent forever
Never crush us down
Keep it together
The yearning is bound to stop
Have to trust you’re not alone
A human truth explains it all
Debilitating flaws of mind
Are bent and carefully refined
As difficult as it may be
Removing the amenities
From dying dreams, now fantasies
Humor me
Tragically utopia plants its seeds
Destinies that bloom cannot be retrieved
Savagely the thorns are puncturing me