Residing Within...

Pride comes strutting in through a closed door
You weren't invited here
Your countenance lingers near
Yet you're never welcomed anymore

Anger slaps you hard in the face
Yet you remain ignorant to its sting
And you just keep on the broken wing
For reality flies here, at an incomprehensible pace

My bony knuckles hit the sandy foundation
Upon which you stand with your big head
Inside, your small thoughts embed
You sink deep beneath, under the congregation

Yet you set yourself high above
And try to pluck realities' strings
No sound resonates and pain it brings
You can't fit your incompetence in a glove

You slide easy, yes no such thing as friction
You're making up words with your tongue
And in the end it's going to get rung
And your life ends up one big contradiction

This hate resides and boils
There inside it accumulates
Inside, there it tolerates
Until my thought uncoils

Up from the deepest abyss
Comes this prolonged hope
One day it will surface, and cope
With the most dense bliss...