Slowly painfully melt into oblivion, fight, make my way to differentiation, not game,
work for concentration, live in a hazy intoxication of my making
Not wise to make assumptions leads to my demised corruption
Not about my occupation still kicking today for another day
Liberation from knowledge about his medication
What that means in expression or the conclusion
Life is a series of reflections
A projection of ourselves like live cinema screen
Regression into vegetation – initiation into some cruel occupation of my soul wanders
Through listless impressions. dedication to a life I know nothing of
Exploration of a faceless alibi, compression of frustration, I hold back
Seek restitution, restoration for what I never owned
I want to drink a bottle of wine, talk about hard times
I want to sit and drink this wine, sit and worry about my decline
I want to drink this wine and think about fine times
I want to climb up high and forget reality
I want to forget slime balls I meet and center on my bloodline
Settle on bloodline, like settling on a landmine
Know life is on a deadline, it’s asinine
Trying to believe in divine isn’t the goldmine
Want to conquer the fierce divide
I want to live in oblivion
I can’t take the pain
Pain rears his ugly head disdainfully
Again and again…
Pain reverberates, vibrates in my head
hear the only relief is death
want to avoid that choice
Live inside of my head
Avoid the world outside
Daddy preached the world is a dangerous place
Filled with pitfalls, delusions of grandeur
Fear says insolation is perfect solution
Life lived inside dreams, hidden away – Daddy's way
Seek relief in dreams
Search for who I could be
If only I’d stop hiding away
insane in the membrane of my brain
I struggle to stay sane
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