I was dopamine fishing for an outcome that will never satisfy this void ...
Utterly shut off from a world with a condensed reality & coy...
Could someone see, and say, the need for chaos could redirect my day??
Or bring me to a road that shatters my perception, in every... Single... Way...
No longer believing in much, I couldn't even train a thought...
Buckled in a box, now I'm muzzled in this plot, of faint exhaust...
Sitting in this corner, I stare out this window, from my chair in disbelief...
I'm about 85% Cyborg as we speak, & "This shit is not unique"...
I'm fighting to focus everyday, inside a brain that has some sort of brilliance...
I know I'm being controlled by the things I drink, & eat,
but only creativity is my strongest resilience...
Hell for a loner to survive this type of cycle, knowing he can't rely on other souls...
Shouting in arrest, even if I said it with my chest the fact remains that "I'm alone"...
Holy Lapis Lazuli, decapitate the ghoul making a fool of me...
Inking out these words,
but stripped of a voice of ruling...
Meditation.. "Fuck my patience",
when my chakras are blocked encasements...
Let's begin to pull out,
rituals in full, "shout"
"Now My doubts without its faces!!"
Written by Theodore Johnson Jr Aka TRJ
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