Hide from me

Try being silent
It comes highly recommended
Tell someone to get away
Command someone to hate
Hide the feelings of your day
Hide all the truths from me
Next time the issue arises
Hide it from me
Because some things can break us
Because I don't want to understand
Let the guilt crush you
I'm through with talking
Remember the laughter?
Or were the tears after more memorable?
Life can go without this
I sure as hell can burn a bridge
This was all your fault
I'll push you
I'll leave you
And after a while you will find
The truth which held against your lies
The dogmacy
The hate
The fear
It never fades away
You broke promises
All of the lies
You are an enemy
And I demand your silence.



with the 10 limit on my profolio here's an add-in piece i liked that i wrote a while ago

There is this machine which amuses me greatly. Like every mechanical device, it is programmed. The humorous factor in this, is that it degrades itself in the way that it is programmed, otherwise spoken as 'via... its very nature- the raw intelligence.' It calculates its accomplishments and its failures. We, humans, we too have a nature 'programmed' into ourselves that causes us to calculate and record our success. Yet we neglect counting our degressions... However this machine does both... promoting and degrading itself over time... it is in this way that machine can do what a human would do solely against their nature. It is in this way machines are proven a slightly greater force... Yet, it is we who programmed them, which indeed shows we are the sole factor of perpetual suffering. Speaking of; biting the hand which feeds.