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The Anatomy of Indifference.



Silence swallows screams, unheard, unseen,

Isolation's icy fingers intervene.

Worthless, weightless—a whisper in the wind,

Concern and care consistently rescind.

 

 

Learned helplessness lingers, a phantom limb,

Diffusion of responsibility—humanity’s whim.

Each turns away, eyes averted, hands clean,

"Someone else will help," the collective keen.

 

 

Trust shattered like shards of brittle glass,

Faith in humanity—a fading, futile farce.

Social supports crumble, connections corrode,

Leaving loneliness to lighten the load.

 

 

Voices echo in vacant vestibules,

Pleas for help—perceived as ridicules.

Invisible, invalidated, incessantly ignored,

Self-worth withers, relentlessly deplored.

 

 

Hope's horizon blurs, hazy and distant,

As apathy's armor grows more resistant.

In this wasteland of indifference, we wander,

Unseen, unheard—left alone to ponder.

 

 

The weight of the world, once shared, now solely borne,

In a society seemingly sworn

To turn blind eyes and deaf ears to pain,

Leaving the vulnerable out in the rain.

 

Yet still we stand, silent sentinels,

Amidst the chaos of life's cruel carousels.

Unheard, unloved, but unbroken still,

Surviving spite of society's ill will.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

 I stupidly tried to reach out again for help and understanding. I joined numerous support groups over multiple platforms. One theme connected them all. Ignoring or treating my input with cold indifference. Once or twice you can excuse, people have bad days. Then it became clear. Simply, the world is just not made for people like me. My faith in humanity dwindled as did my trust in people, especially ones who should be allies. I grow weary. I am exhausted. I yearn for eternal sleep.

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California Psycho

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12/10/23

Its Written in Gods word!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

wrote this one because the church i used to go to told me hes my husband and i have to go back dispite the abuse "hes your husband come what may" the pastor said and when i got a divorce they shunned me because i got a divorce!!!

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For Lowe, P

Amidst the tempest's rage and lashing sea,

I stand, bound to the mast, chained, but free.

A vessel of dreams, once sturdy and grand,

Now sinks beneath the weight of poverty's hand.

 

 

The storm clouds gather, dark and foreboding,

Apathy's embrace, the government's loathing.

Oh, how they revel in our desperate plight,

As we drown in the depths of endless night.

 

 

The chains that bind me, etched with sorrow's ink,

A metaphor for the burdens that I think.

Struggling against the tides of destiny,

But my voice, a whisper, lost at sea.

 

 

Invisible hands, once held in trust,

Now clenched in fists, the ties of disgust.

The promises broken, illusions shattered,

Leaving wounds that bleed, unhealed, and battered.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Philip Lowe tells us we need to cut costs and work harder. The dude pulls in over a million dollars a year. He got a half-price loan from the RBA to buy his mansion. He is not self-aware of his privilege. Meanwhile, disabled me on a pension, working 6 days a week, can’t even afford to live hand to mouth. What more is one to do? Apart from topping oneself?

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2 AM hunger pangs

Amidst the fields, the forests, and the streams,

Where once I roamed, a child of nature's dreams,

I see a sight that breaks my heart in two,

Abject poverty, homelessness, and hunger too.

 

The government stands by their eyes don't care,

Inaction and neglect, its cruellest affair,

In the city's alleys and darkened streets,

The homeless suffer, only pain at their feet.

 

Hunger, pain, and depression take their toll,

On those who cannot flee this endless hole,

And in the night, come whispers of suicide,

To end the pain, they can no longer hide.

 

And yet they rise each morning, with a will,

To face another day, and all that it will bring,

With a courage born of desperation, so strong,

A strength that nature's children have always known.

 

So let us not forget the homeless,

The poor and hungry, with pain in their soul,

For in their suffering, we see,

The toll that life can take, on the weakest and the bold.

 

And let us demand from those in power,

Action, not indifference, to this plight,

For in our collective silence, we see,

The cost of government inaction, day and night.

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Sorry, the hunger pangs like a knife in my side. Trying to ignore the constant gnaw. 

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Brain Dead

'People today are so oblivious it's like they're brain dead' (intro)

 

Oh, you got up, didn't like anything about yourself

So you decided to change everything about yourself 

Now you fucked up, don't recognize a thing about yourself

 

-It's all just fluffy white clouds and pretty rainbows

In your head

So just keep living in your fake pretentious show

Til you're dead- (chorus)

 

Oh, you were taught, by liars and bigots just like yourself

So now you're confused and you know nothing about yourself 

Now you're just fucked,  trapped in a lie and you can't save yourself 

 

It's all just fluffy white clouds and pretty rainbows

In your head

So just keep living in your fake pretentious show

Til you're dead

 

So when did your opinion become the truth?

Canceling the ones who don't agree with you

You're oblivious to all that's around you

You just keep singing along to your favorite tune

 

It's all just fluffy white clouds and pretty rainbows in your head

So just keep living in your fake pretentious show til you're dead

You can keep living in your fake pretentious show til you're dead 

 

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1-1-23 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Brand new one just finished.  I think the intro pretty much sums it up. Let me know what you think. 1-1-23

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Exiled

You think I'm the one who gave up on us

But have you looked in the mirror lately?

Your reflection is faded like a ghost

Your eyes are black and your soul is empty

And you swear you're not the one

And that this argument is done

And you think I'm on the run

When, in fact, I'm fucking done with you

I'm gonna make it through

The hell you put me through

I'm gonna bury you

 

I am done

 

You think you're the one who's gonna save us

But you can't save yourself from imploding

You're swimming around in your own disgust

Your narcissistic ways are showing

And you swear you're not the one

And that this argument is done

And you think I'm on the run

When, in fact, I'm fucking done with you

I'm gonna make it through 

The hell you put me through 

I'm gonna bury you

 

I am done

 

Erase me

I'll erase you too

Replace me

Now I know we're through

 

You think you're the one who's gonna save us, but you can't save yourself

 

I'm fucking done with you

I'm gonna make it through

The hell you put me through 

I'm gonna bury you 

 

We are done

 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another brand new one just finished 12-30-22

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Forsaken

If money's the root cause of all evil

It's no wonder what you preach is unbelievable 

 

If God gave a shit about you and I

Then why the hell did he leave us all here to die?

 

If freedom's now a privilege,  not a right

Then why the fuck are you telling me how to live my life?

 

Could it be that we're all forsaken?

Could it be that Christ was mistaken?

Cause it seems that we've been forsaken all along (chorus)

 

If you are able to change the whole world

Then what the fuck are you crying like a baby for?

 

Could it be that we're all forsaken?

Could it be that Christ was mistaken?

Cause it seems that we've been forsaken all along

 

The holy ghost has forsaken you/  has forsaken me/ has forsaken us

 

Could it be that we're all forsaken?

Could it be that Christ was mistaken?

Cause it seems that we've been forsaken all along

 

11-26-22

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another new one just finished recently.  11-26-22

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Unknown

Herding the sheep

Don't make a peep

Isn't this all so perfect?

No time to weep

Just go to sleep

And soon this dream you'll forget

Now that I have you attention

You have no choice but to listen 

 

-Just do as you were told

Sometimes it's best not to know

Just hang your head and follow

I'll give you my hand to hold

As we enter the unknown - chorus

 

Culling the weak

People are freaks

This fucked up world makes no sense

Force fed deceit

Better not speak

There's no way to make amends

Now that I have your attention 

You have no choice but to listen 

 

-chorus-

 

So here I go now

To the unknown 

I won't be alone now

If you'll follow 

 

-chorus-

 

11-27-22

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Another newer one. 11-27-22

Would love to see some comments on it.

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