The Un of a Myriad of Mundane, Electrifying, and Tethered Things

What kind of anvil has to fall 
  how many tests MUST be laid 
 for humans to literally 
   wake the f@ck up? 

      People willfully 
 ignore what is right in front of them
    so intentionally — 
   when inward views appear 
    
          TOO PASSIONATE 
              TOO INTENSE 
          & TOO RESILIENT 

  One rock everyone bashes 
      themselves onto, the question
“What am I going to do with you?” 
   have followed me my WHOLE life 

  Categorized as broken, sad,
                 & beautiful 
      unique views, an anomaly 
 yet taken for EXTREME KAMIKAZE 
       granted — life is unfair & unjust 

It can be moaned upon 
   individuals will not know 
 how to handle the rambunctious 
    ball of energy before them 
        
 Aimless trajectory 
   guided by universal direction 
 found peace inside an abyss 

    Linger in limbo 
between certainties desired    
     edition of un

   My heart ripped from my chest 
bloody hands make an offer 
      take it or let it go 
          speechless deity  

    If one CANNOT handle the entity 
they should take their exit stage left 
   no one is a forced bond 
      no one is bound to a vintage 
  perception of cracked echos 
      words can be taken back 
        only, if, uttered falsehoods
    if truth was shared 
 that’s another torture 
    
A cassette tape recording of joy 
   reeled to the un nth degree 
      without a single
   
          Pencil 
        Pen 
           Butter knife 
    Antique Quill 
       Crayon (just not on a hot   
               summer’s day)

       No relief, it’s the most painful 
                 induced battle cry