The Reality Rules

They are hordes

They are lost
They are paced
And they last

Do not break down
Do not be still
Do not fight wreckless
And do not fall

We are the remaining
We are the hope
We are distopian
But we grow

They are not fear
They are not the end
They are not stopping
But they can't defend

Un-Wasted

I sleep

I run
I turn
Undone.

It's life
It's hope
It's love
Become.

I want
I need
I breathe
I see.

It's hard
It's short
It's long
It's free.

Where to stop
When to gaze
Why we walk
How we praise
Who we are is what lasts
What's our wealth; it too will pass.

With Steady Minds

We watch it wasting away in movement

An abhorred thraldom of continuous steps
The careless cudgeling of someone's love
A ballistic shock wave sending frigidity to our hearts

But our castellated homes do not shout "Welcome!" to the dead
So gladly we become the Walking's misanthrope
A cavernous gloom flies with each fire we release
Our stoic vigilance will outlast this ruin

Emend

Returning to me under duress and fire

We burn the madness in trepid ire
Before we bemuse a wild, lost pain
A vision of augury alters our ways

Waiting and lusting I broke your calm
We loved, we clashed, we climbed beyond
Restoring a trust with heavy hands
So timid we walk on haughty mands

Final

Abandoned hope

Musing surprise
We wash our facts
We de-mand lies

Falling context
Lucid dawn
I change my code
I travel on

Re-traces forgot
Leering smiles
Blasting this world
Creation defiles

Amid the chaos I am undone
Forever with survivalism we overcome
Inside my mind it loses life's fire
Darkness and others cornered in dire

Revenir

He dives under at last

His loss of self comes fast
Pains are all but burnt out
Traces of times gone now
His mind throws all away
Eyes search and fix a gaze

Don't get lost here
We all bring faith
It's not just fear
We'll hold your place

Yet he didn't know us
Our shouts, screams, not enough
His turn brought us so close
Some join his comatose
Logic breeds our cold choice
A last flame's metal voice

Walking Me

I fall onto crumbled ground

Their steps unceasing trod toward
Stretching out, we reach for life
Scrambling, teetering me

Standing with unbalanced legs
They still hold with violence
Sinking in, we bleed as one
Struggling, enduring me

I'm fading out of the pain
Blood slows from the dripping wounds
Rising up, we feed this ache
Shuffling, walking me

Breathing Boys

The wretch, the wicked

The deceiving dead

It fights, it fades

A sultry sin

Be gone the lost

Believe the rage

Become a virus

Defeat will stay

Fruitless cries

Falling campaigns

The horde still lingers

The flesh is drained

The bloodied, the battled

The breathing boys

It lives, it loves

A nocturnal noise

Be gone the hope

Believe the sane

Become the faults

War remains

Zombie

You walked.

Synapses and actions
Moving you,
Further,
Louder.

I was frozen.
Stiffness and silence
Driving me,
Downward,
Slowly.

My watery eyes
And your rivers.
Flowing on,
Filling up.

They drowned us.
We died.
But still,
You walked.