Nightmare Claustrophobia

Here is the tomorrow that they promised
blocked away by a multitude of different strokes,
Some quick and some baffling,
We think we know but we only know what we think we can,
And we waltz toward the door in systematic synchronization,
And break off the bigger bite of the dog that could not chew,
A hall for hellions who shout hellfire hellish words at the top of their demonic lungs
Pleading to be let loose in the back of the bus,
Save the children,
Break the strand and don't let the strangers see you running for the hills or you will find yourself looking out through the utmost worst possible scenario that you can not fathom without breaking apart your walls and discovering the truth that lies behind the walls, and realize that this is a lie,
God is searching the sea of sand,
Asking simple questions to the deserters in the desert deserting the desert world in favor of something that the desert deserter deems not worthy of desertings,
And we can figure this shit out,
If we we shout loud enough but thats where things get bogged down in regret and misdemeanors,
We put the mantle in the lock, and place the skin of the world on the chopping block, peeling it off as it peels and keels on over into death but back into life,
When we do not grant the world a whole lot more than we want,
Kiss the toad, and slay the frog,
Cheese and Rice surprise prepared and portioned by Jesus Christ,
The front line is frantic and feeble minds fumble the football in downtown heaven,
Just past the skyscraper citadel where the little white lies go on over the moon and man made mushrooms take a back seat to the willow whisps that light the way with fire light, burning down the forest flats just so that we can see the sunrise,
Fuck the monkeys and hte birds, and those bee's on the tale end of a new fairy tale,
This is the ends of a start to the conclusion of a beginning and the real stories fake prose will lead the way as they follow the leader to the port of origin just past the destination.