ZeraZombie

I wish I could erase you God knows I've learned nothing Pictures only tease me With a life I'd sooner forget A picture's worth a thousand words But I'm plagued by only one; Regret Regret Regret

The morning light slips through dancing curtains as the room flickers with its steady strobe, the perfect autumn morning. The impulsive buzzing of hair clippers shatters the steady sound of an infant breeze. She guides the clippers across her head and with each stroke becomes wiser. This is for pop culture. This is for politics. This is not a statement. She ties her boots and takes a final glance at her fresh bald head already balancing cool beads of sweat on it. All she wants is to forget why anything is important. She grabs her backpack and advances out the door. Inside whispers 'Don't forget the baseball bat' she obeys without a question.

Scared little doll; forgotten on the floor Are you happy where you are? In this forsaken world Those empty glossy eyes That never seem to see I feel their hatred grasp And take a part of me Malicious plastic smile Shines with tyranny Oh I'm sick and tired Of this synthetic mockery Hidden from the world Avoiding the day Of being perfectly imperfect In every single way The string in your back Puts knives in mine Oh forgotten doll Take these words from my spine Scared little doll; forgotten on the floor Cold with mommies tears You're her little whore Thrown beneath the surface Of a world you must despise Oh my little d

This isn't a frayed, yellowing page, long forgotten in the depths of a history book. This isn't a passing story of tragedy that once was and now is. This is my life; tear drops and beer bottles. A loud boom rattles me; it must be the napalm bombs. Wait, something's not right, I open my eyes, of course, here again. Its late afternoon and my confusion was just a car door slamming outside. No napalm bombs here. Tortured in my vague understanding of reality all I know are memories. Surrounded by them, shattered by them, by the hope of moving on. Everywhere, is her, everywhere, there are bombs. Not a day goes by that I don't regret waking up in t

I watch you move closer to her And passion grows As walls come crumbling down Beneath your indestructible feet A smile grows Across a desperate face It's been years Since her still shy heart has thumped a beat And I watch seemingly indifferent While the words grow inside me 'Does she know about the others?' And you continue your demolishment Of roads long abandoned In her vanishing mind And you whisper her promises Of leaving this world behind The girl made of stone Crumbles with his steps I doubt her strength and caution Within that fractured chest

My mommy is crazy; my daddy is vain My brothers are belligerent, and I am insane My friends are all outcasts; a pack of wild misfits They cut out their hearts, and replaced it with cigarettes A misguided revolution; a ticket to the end Kicked out and cold, self taught to defend The parents fucked up, this government is a shame You want to crucify our generation? Well you're all to blame Pick pocketing our minds, they control what you see Beware of this revolution, we shoot our TVs

All we are are shapes and sizes Shapes and sizes; we want to be I am not enough The television screams All we are are wants and needs All the smiles are copies of themselves A lingering flow of plagiarized self doubt The clusters of a photo Unchanging in their ways The smallest tear will signify We are captives of our age Daunting in demand We smile perfectly still The world's posthumous photograph Branded in the dollar bill

I've searched my mind For something fitting and divine But oh nothing means anything When you're lost in time Memories of your smile Are grainy and decayed And these treasured photos Are worn and frayed Nothing means anything When you're lost in time When you've left this universe; Oh your absence is a crime Please, please come back I'm drifting off to sleep And I don't want to go alone Into the deep Nothing means anything And I'm leaving off to you These photos are too hopeless And these memories won't do Please, please take me away I can't stand it here The world has aged without you I want to disappear Reality will

And it happened as she screamed goodbye Time froze and cracked the sky Go away go away go away And they did; off the planet they did vanish The sprinkling above her was the falling of the stars As the planets aligned and morphed into scars Bleached into nothingness; we learn to not exist Like stains on the coffee table; we persist Locked in putrid silence we can only feel it there Everything and nothing The universe is bare The wrong key on the piano the beating of the air The scratching of a note as its player is repaired Knocked off chorus and into the abyss we stare As the universe unravels from an undetected tear

Drag myself to the center of universe; the institute of snobbery Carry on my day with nicotine running through my veins Look past the teacher and hope for a new way, To make my parents proud and live another day Make conversation with shallow aliens and the profit in their eyes Shake hands, and smile as a piece of me dies Bite my tongue and live another day to sit and comply with the rulers of my dismay Enjoyments are rare, but I get a little sip when I sit alone and contemplate the end of it; The burning of the buildings and the crushing of the cross, The smell of the ashes of the souls that they bought It tingles in my head as