Beautiful Disaster

[trajik]

Beautiful Disaster
by trajik

meet chester he dresses in suit and tie, importance blatant
he never confesses his prudent lies, his horse shit's fragrant
see the consequences would crucify the corporation
invest in the lessons when truth defies your aspirations
dishonesty's inner hostility waging war on his soul
it's possibly a lost ability to afford self control
it's constantly a possibility he feels warm in it's hold
everything's sorted and accounted for, almost forcing a mold
his monotonous metropolis life is not with a wife
he's anonymous, autonomous, never taught what is strife
it's grey scale in a world that feels like nineteen eighty four
afraid to fail, hesitant, sea-like, why's he wading for?
dependence and appreciation, he loves working here
evidence of a deep relationship, comfort and fear

he's in despair and disrepair, lost his job it isn't fair
he's been ensnared, now with his prayers lost it's odd his visions there
he thought defeat meant death, so he expects senses to wither
distraught, he needs medics and exorcists not well wishers
an obsession with depression has him requestin' the end
his collection of possessions are even less than a friend
he grew up posh but all he knew was lost merely to succeed
black woolly cloth is what it truly cost steering towards greed
he's the family poltergeist, written out of their narratives
all his manly goals were heisted and now chester's scared to live
if his fate's mortgaged, he's pessimistic when he's finding a job
to be straight forward, he's less than gifted and a tiny bit odd
his silver spoon has rusted, thrusted into independence
it's a whole book, he mustn't trust that it ends in a sentence

chester placed a job but doesn't get paid a lot, he's desperate
yesterday's so long ago, face betrays a lot, deceptive
a smile's on while he's here, feeling like a vile nightmare
defiled a styled career, healing starts with trial by err
to the end of the day, end of the week, he's looking forward
without conviction and vision he's weak and would be morbid
but now with the mission, a meeting, greeting to the company
and with efficiency, names repeat entering memory
blonde with pearls, susan in the pale red, it could fill in some hue
brunette girl heather in the redder sweater, and phil in the blue
the boss in green, the office queen, is entitled calm nadine
from what he's seen, he probably deems this to be a drama scene

it's been half a decade since he found his new employment
chester's undergone changes to how he views enjoyment
it's not about the work but what it was worth, his happiness
everyone's got their quirky past, he chose to abandon his
chester's sanity developed strong with new influences
mentally and emotionally seems he grew a few inches
remember heather? he met her during job introductions
together conversing everlong, small and big discussions
flirting until it evolved from a work thing to a marriage
birth of little baby paul lead to purchasing a carriage
logical next steps to a fairytale getting too boring
he became them, and their next investment was a two story
this author doesn't write them often, but here's a happy ending
imposters of love might occur but they can't be pretending