We are mirrors

We are mirrors
Projecting onto one another
Can you bring me back from the brink of hell
Reject me from myself

Anothers eyes
Are mirrors to your soul
You won’t find another
In the gaze of the man
Just yourself
Wishing you were someone else

If you wish to know yourself
Look at someone else
And if they look back
They’ll see themselves

Everyone is an abyss
If you look long enough
They’ll stare back at you

Society loves…..

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Society loves to protect women.

Retribution towards those who are perceived to be ‘harmful’ towards women is the highest ‘honour.’

Some may perceive this post as harmful and outright reject what I’m saying because pointing out potential flaws in our current narrative that supposidly men and society as a whole ‘hates women’ is seen as ‘harmful.’

Noise pollution

There is no target
Marching aimless
We sold our souls for individuality
Only to become faceless
And everyone is drawing their guns
Angling for all that is wrong
thinking they’re right
While they flap their gums
Talking utter shite
About things they know none

And the world carries on
Indifferent to this war
Waged with words instead of swords
You might think that’s an improvement
But the wounds aren’t healing this time around
And a hangman’s noose is what brings these soldiers six feet underground
And these words right here are a symptom
Are you the underdog or the villain?
And if you don’t see what’s wrong with that question
You don’t understand what I’m saying
But this poem is part of the equation
So I’m just as guilty as you
I guess we’re all human
I guess I don’t have a solution
I’m just biding my time
A part of this noise pollution