Goodnight

A nescient darkness,
From the moment I start this,
I promise my words are harmless.
Derived from my lack smartness,
Spoken with a prickly sharpness,
Feels mindless or maybe lifeless,
While falling victim to my own conscious.
But nevermind this, Words carefree, monstrous.
Opinions I’ll abolish, unity I’ll demolish.

I beg for closure,
from my own exposure,
the power ruling a world grown colder.
I refuse to be a poser, words louder and bolder,
I’m the devil, bringing societal closure.
Never asked to become a recruited soldier.
Losing composure, watching humanity cross over.
But at least I’ll be sober, still a political anti-polar
Protagony sat atop my shoulder. It’s over.

This is my last moment to reflect
because I actively choose to object,
I’m just another for this world to reject.
Trying to correct my intellect.
Taking my voice and self-respect.
If I could resurrect and reconnect
id be less indirect, what’d they really expect?
be sure to speak louder on the subject
and make them reflect on their disrespect
Not even in death can they expect me to blindly ACCEPT.