A legion of ghosts
in search of hosts are
inducing a distortion of hope
into you, cause they know
that you’re susceptible
to those childhood lies that made you feel expendable.
You’re influential, but impressionable
to the cultural influence of the millennial
Hollywood filth that’s formed you into you,
that made me who I was before I knew the truth.
Left home after dark, no sign of daylight.
A stranger followed me home that night,
an imposter who planned to take my life,
a dangerous being granting me insight.
You can say we all go a little mad sometimes,
but this one cut me open with a kitchen knife,
lived with me, became my guide;
like a surrogate parent, but a fraud in disguise.
Another pair of eyes on the other side.
A different part of me replacing the part that died.
They welcome you to the new age
with open arms, but blood on their hands.
Intoxicate you
with a false sense
of a sixth sense
to put your heart at ease,
but lay your soul to rest.
Dull your senses, you’re defenseless,
but you don’t call home unless you’re feeling restless.
You ran away without a sense of direction,
a gifted child with a lack of guidance.
Followed a paper trail of candy wrappers and tattered maps.
I was hungry and lost, then caught in a trance.
Lured in by a fantasy, a handful of treats were outstretched to me
by a friendly face in a dark alley.
Hypnotized, abducted by apostasy,
thinking knowledge would be fed to me, instead it fed off of me.
Outsider, outsider.
Insiders at your door with a psychotic endeavor.
Outsider, outsider.
They want your spirit, but they only want it severed.
We are the rejects, the weirdos, and the freaks,
the strangers who no one wants to meet.
We sought the secrets of the unseen,
but in our own naivety,
we were easily misled by our own curiosity
to a slaughter that felt like home;
a safe haven that made us think we belonged.
Where do I belong?
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