August clouds

August clouds covered in bitterness
Written in the actions of a July bliss
People fade in with their lies
A rollercoaster ride of artificial pride
The pleasure of a sun burn tan
Your own cells cancerous and blind
Eating you from within
Walking on crispy ground
Artificial footsteps leaving prints
On the over growing sands of time
A snap shot in a Norman Rockwell painting
Like a Doctor and a Priest in a smock
Talking on the dotted line
The clouds of bitterness
Fade in and out with morphine bliss
Hiding on a medical fairground ride
A metaphor of the hideous
Translating an artificial ride
Reproduction synthetic empathy
All a snapshot of open heart surgery
On this table of humanity
Man made empathic harmony
The fear of the honest man
On the Eve of paradise
Because they say everyone lies
Searching for artificial bliss
Obsessed with adrenaline
A drug to run and hide
Or stand and be counted on
A fixated fear of dishonesty
August clouds covered in brittleness
As life changes in the colours of a painting
Growing to embrace the flavors of this simple fate
A reproduction of the little to late
Some of the smiles you see are real
With that one must walk away from hate
The boy sits in the table waiting for the Doctor
With the eyes of forbidding
A checkup from a white smock in detail
The papers on the wall saying it okay
The boy waiting more than to be a voodoo doll
Walking on crispy ground
Artificial footsteps leaving foot prints
August clouds covered in bitterness
A rollercoaster ride of the hideous
As the animals come to eat what is left
With that one must walk away from hate
Embrace to speculate quality memories