a beat, a lie, a break, a divide
lost and broken and buried alive FUCK EVERYTHING EVERYTHING THAT WAS MINE corrupt the orthodox central station eradicate the sentiment of nations make everything that you love become none force all light to die out like the sun your head and your heart are at war; undone belligerent and destructive; so damn cumbersome what is religious is contagious to the fortuitous what is godsend to the holy men is presumptuous what is gentrified and objectified is cantankerous what is favorable to the overlord is incredulous FUCK EVERYTHING THEY ARE was it the war that caught you so out of sorts? lost and alone and the victim of choice? listening to the heart you'd abandoned; of course or binding yourself to the burden you bore? what a shame your existence became such a chore you say "fuck everything" so just end it evermore JUST. END IT. EVERMORE. this is what it screams to me without control, indefinitely obliquely, yet decidedly like I make the choice, half-heartedly escaping decision, haphazardly as my presence evanescences, blithely am I in control? am I all but gone? am I reconcilable or just a zero loss? your head and your heart are at war; become transcendent, resplendent; an ideal above I am not the one to lead the charge against your faith or mine or the lack thereof I am not the one to give berth to a cause I'm the one striving to live a life of love give back with no slack and no case for remorse my mind is my demon and it sickens and burns fight? oh I try but it cripples and destroys my mind is all evil and it's tainting my soul FUCK EVERYTHING EVERYTHING THAT WAS MINE JUST. END IT. EVERMORE. EVERMORE. EVERMORE. My mind is my demon, you can't save my soul.
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Author"Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls." - Anais Nin Archives
February 2023
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