Lost amid the unknown Foraging for a home Shattered ideals I embrace Empty eyes harbor my face Inert orbs witness my life unfold Blind from the happiness that you hold Your gleaming grins tear at me For you are an entity I’ll never be I am solely a forlorn life My psyche seethes of strife Agitated, inside they abide Questions seek… answers hide Why do I awaken to this each day This existence of dismal dismay Nothing - that’s what I will come to be Null is my fate, for I am me One day I shall not rise of whet Thus may my thoughts exude their debt Only then could I slumber in one piece A body fallen amongst ruins of mental lease Indeed - to flee from this insensible pain That undoubtedly would be just bane Nay? What will then serve my bail Shall I always be my own hell?
Reason for writing:
it should be obvious....
Birth sign: Taurus
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