Slipping Through The Words

Pencil in hand and nothing has flowed from that which I think of,
its all garbage now and has no further meaning, guided by illusions
records smashed and its done. rejuvenated and expecting nothing but hate,
what with this world its to be expected. I am bogged down with work, do I hesitate?
Grandeur things on the rise for me, not so swift now there are risks to be taken.
calmly walk down the row with eyes staring with hate; can they be mistaken for someone else?
I am not alone. I am not alone now. Gathered were the people who said things to "support"
your all gay, retarded, and misunderstood. I'm not like you; I have a sense of being!!
Granted, it’s unfair for me to say that which I do not know about, but I have a third eye
I see that all is meshed and contracted. Its a mumble jumble of useless information!
Quickly walk away, they are haunting you. Won't forgive you, will never talk to you again.
Don't stop now, your on a roll. Gather strength and move it. Your baggage is old and ruined,
start anew and don't look back. Why? I can't fathom it. I have to look back in order to march forward,
its one last look at the past of wreckage. I am just about to fall apart at the seams of this plastic.
Plastic, its fantastic. What better use of me then to break a mold and COME OUT OF THAT SHELL.
And now I am about to enter the cocoon. Enter a stage of inner reflection and grow to be a mystery.
Only we shall see it together, and what happens is entirely up to the writer, the reader can only comply.
Here we are, now is the moment of all life and gaining opportunity. WHY DON'T WE TAKE THAT STEP FORWARD!?

I am lost and standing in two places at once, past and present. Fuck off and just die now. Leave my head.
Wave and look on in shame, its happening to you now. Your where you wanted to end up and congratulations.
I'm a complete idiot; I have reverted back to three weeks ago. I am sad and angered, I am in trouble.
Make it through tonight, yesterday was a bad day, tomorrow your outlook isn't so bright.