something_real

All those things that I tried to be,
While wandering further from me
I 'd choked myself in my apathy,
Until I no longer could breathe

My heart, and my hand, always

quick_to_doubt

Was I wrong? Wrong in assuming
That nothing at all, without thought
Would just fall into place?
Was it hope, that something would change me
That led me to see the mistakes

what_you_became

You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
And, like a ghost of your indulgence, you wear them well.
Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost
And you shiver wi

the_twisted_cross

At night the fires burn, cutting like a flaming knife
Looking down you see rotting carrions of life
Smell the putrid stench, sewage of society
Vultures circling, picking flesh o

sense_of_will

Creases in the depths of our existence
Without which, there can be no substance
These rifts and folds within our lives
Each day, a new disruption arrives

Our sense

far_too_long

We have pretended far too long
Ignoring far too much
Accountability long overdue
We have neglected far too long
Assuming far too much
Hoping out ignorance will see u

killing_my_mind

Aware, yet unaware. Falling, falling, why?
Blind! Ignorance the key, stupidity overrides
My thoughts belong to me, although my mind rebels
Reality, shaded meaning, denial is my

fighting_evil

I know it's true that you're feeling oppressed
I know that some hold you down
But fighting evil with still more evil
Is not the way it's done

We run in circles insi

tools_of_separation

Where once was childlike simplicity
Now only remnants of blind ideals
This quality of innocence
Once tarnished, is forever lost
It's lost...
It's lost...
Never

my_soul’s_affliction


driven

Life seems to stand still in time
As the soul retires, deaf, dumb and blind
And all we feel
If far from real
As these gears which, once, had driven us
Lie still and

division

I'll take away this selfish pride
Is there room for more than one inside?
Walk the course in shallow strides
A bridge connects, and space divides

How had I misjudge

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