Each step holds a mystery that's new to me,
Reap the rewards yet it all falls drearily,
Can't quite quench the quintessential thirst,
Is this all there is to my existence,
A pursuit of an end to which I will transcend,
Transport to a plane of mundane but I refrain,
Borders on insane but I still play the game,
Doses to my brain of alcohol so vain,
No matter how inebriated I be I still see,
The scanner darkly I only want a visual clearly,
Venom dirges plague yet I carry on to save,
Redeem that spark that I once saw yet so dark,
Filled with animosity to the constant hypocrisy,
Want one thing yet claim to love another,
Smother the sin with the wicked burdens within,
Sometimes I think a deathwish on the brink,
Perhaps the end will justify the means,
Tearing me apart at the seams,
Pull it slow for I will echo below,
A shadow stalking with harmless talking,
Yet it repels all acquisition calm precision,
I laugh at the offense yet hate still relents,
Stabbing my heart like a dart false start,
Spread the love but it falls see through,
Transparent to the apparent abhorrent,
Maybe one day it will make sense,
The devil fosters torrents till I break currents
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