~The Vexing World of Monkeys~(un-edited)

This is all too vexing
Romance is a futile system
Women will only cripple your hearts
Man will only disappoint
And No One Can Escape the Truth
We Are All Burying Ourselves
We Are Destine To Rest in a Box
Alone
Is that why we strive for relations?
Not because we fear the grave
The true destiny of the advanced monkeys
Will be paralyzed deep in the earth
For these husks are incomplete products of the earth
And we must separate ourselves from them
For they must return to the earth and we must not
And until we know what it is to be without
We can never truly know what it is to have
We are driven by these earthly bodies
An therefore must feed it earthly desires
So here I walk
On the sharpest edge, love and hate
Each feeds the needs of the soul and body
But rips the two apart
And no man can stand divided
No matter how many stitches I sow in my mind
This wound will never heal
Sorry you must excuse me for I am busy
Trying to keep this wound from its execution
For this monkey is not done here
The message must be heard
Without the beauty of destruction
Without the end of this world
We can never truly live