Unself

This world is not my home, I'm just passing through My treasures and my hopes are placed beyond the blue Many friends and kin have gone on before And I can't feel at home in this world anymore This trying earth has torn my soul apart If this is not my home, where holds my weary heart? Angels beckon me to Heaven's open door And I can't feel at home in this world anymore

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026

Play the part of You And learn it well Step out for the first time Leaving comfort behind Here: your peers; your newest of fears And you are to fall in line Make peace with the unfamiliar Its form, set in stone Hurried into a sense of Self Rules unwritten, norms unspoken Mores to remain unbroken You, who must bend to its folly Unallowed to break Encouraged to flourish then punished all the same All that you teach is all that you betray No face to save when there's no face to lose Which side of your mouth can I trust? How dare you preach That which you cannot practice? You are not the same, are you? To be deemed Other than Should free you of the heavy burden Of living a life you weren't to live Fighting a fight you weren't to win But alas, I still feel the weight So I retreat in search of solid ground In hope a haven forms about me With each of my patterns stitched on every flag Each bridge burned, every arrow drawn I am all apart I abstain I am recluse

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026

At odds in every sense Within and without Enmeshed in the All Tested to untangle day after day Knot after knot, and for nought All for nought And I can't bear how seamlessly they drift Through a life that to me seems a gauntlet I just want to be as weightless as you seem Instead I feel the drag of every step The piercing glances that deem me inept And the allure of an early end Of all the eyes I try to hide from I fear most the ones that bore me For in them I see Every ounce of the pain we share Yet an ocean between us When situations falter me There is no warmth When it’s not within me to speak There is no warmth Only estrangement and maliced tongues When the senses overwhelm There is no warmth When I'm crying out for help There is no warmth From them, from this, from me I'm so tired, so worn In self, forlorn Should I fall asleep Might I not wake? They can’t get me in my dreams And neither can I That world is mine This world is not

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026

Sick of being force-fed incessant encouragements Everywhere I turn Peddling the promise of potential Blinding; obstructing the firmament Occupying every fucking inch available Before you can shape your life Into one worth living First you must commit to one That keeps their pockets lined Never you worry, it'll trickle down Trickle down like droplets From a tap that's pipes are fit to burst This vitriol stems not From the basic drive to elevate But thе altruistic guise you adorn Bringing the shovel to our lips Earn, toil, gain – 'til your wallеt is fuller than your stomach To sustain a life spent just having to Earn, toil, gain – potential, power, promise, pay You've always far less than you think "We make sure of it, have-not" I long to venture out And my eyes not singe From the searing glow Of endless neon monoliths They burrow through your deepest woes To keep you in the harvest's throes What twisted game is this When you're serf to that which serves you?

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026

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Forgo your fears, stifle your doubts We cannot thrive 'til they're cast out What blessing had you upon your birth That seemed to elude my cradle? What anguish should befall you Were I to become your peer? And would it match the daily dread Your ignorance costs me dear? It seems our presence pains you But you're at ease when we pass So if in your head I'm a deviant What about me can't you stand? Is it my skin? Is it my lover? Is it my body and all that it's suffered? Is it the way I just want to be seen? Is it my life you want taken from me? We've been hеre all along Forever standing wrongеd What you see as deceit Is our living honestly In the face of your abuse We stand with nothing left to lose We strive to speak our truth: We live in spite of you This fear, you'll never know This life, you'll never lead This love, you'll never feel This death, you'll never see With what trace of resolve is left in my hands This once desperate plea... becomes a demand: Let us live Let us live Let us live Let us live

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026

I hear you speak of betterment Your goal to serve your fellow man Yet I fail to see anyone's needs being met but your own As you rip the aid from their hands Food, shelter, care: all cordoned off Because no coin ever crossed your palm? Your needless hoard is giving way The weight of your greed, it cannot sustain I know damning your name Won't change a thing Still, I'll cherish the peace That dreaming of your death brings Thrones are not built on empathy But a willful lack thereof As for those who inherit them Know that their comforts, gilded and profane Compound while yours just slip away Heavy's the gold that adorns your hands Such that it keeps you from lending one The fortune of others but a squandered yield That slipped your calloused grip Just how do you sleep When your wealth breeds their want? It's sickening to ponder How many peons have knelt before you All so that you may walk on their backs Hang them in your head When there's nothing left to feed on At least there's always you

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026

What does mercy concern you When it's grief that helps fill your quota? Choose a number, its value irrelevant You know we can't pay; this, by design Delay Displace Deny Deeper still to dredge There's life in this corpse under your tread Even then, when their last breath escapes you The debt passes on, the cycle born anew "O capital, stay your cruel hand!" "Since when did profit lay the law of this land?" They shout from the rafters Alas, this machine hears nothing And feels even less "Each life but a number Fear not our neutral blade And its impartial swing The sum of your existence Just digits to be paid" Delay, displace, deny Consume Delay, displace, deny Credit Delay, displace, deny Deficit Delay, displace, deny Foreclosure All dead peasants pay their debt All dead peasants pay their debt

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026

This world is not my home, I'm just passing through My treasures and my hopes are placed beyond the blue Many friends and kin have gone on before And I can't feel at home in this world Anymore Anymore This trying earth has torn my soul apart If this is not my home, where holds my weary heart? Angels beckon me to Heaven's open door And I can't feel at home in this world Anymore Anymore Anymore Anymore This world is not my home, I'm just passing through My treasures and my hopes are placed beyond the bluе Many friends and kin have gone on bеfore And I can't feel at home in this world Anymore

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Feb 26, 2026