Hangman Again

Expanding outwards from three distinct points
Transgressing violently onto reality
No more language no more identity no more expression no more desire no more lies
Pure integrity compromises the slow track
Locked in a box head bashed in with rocks
Separate structures deconstruct manifestos
You've made platonic virtues out of vice
All these abstractions regurgitating processes
Widespread denotations leave cancerous bile
Filth to rot to stability to status quo to filth again
Memories enshrined in forever, forever only is now
Divergent perspectives inadequate to explain larger understandings and vaster overarching patterns
What did you want to do when you woke up?
What did you actually do?
I tried fighting and that didn't change anything
Shouting out expressions of emotion and that gets you locked
Be quiet and hide cause when it starts, I don't think you're gonna have much of a chance.