A contraption constructed into our mind
Driving us to success
Or tearing us a part
Working us to our freakin bone
Only to have everything torn way from us
Life why the **** would you do this?
Drive me towards this makings of fantasy
A concept built upon the foundations of society
But constricted by authority
And such a strong craving forms
And engulfs my soul
As it drives my body for only one thing
There's no other route taken
Because the rest are refused
By the competitive nature that lies within
As we come faced forward with our only chances
We throw it all away with our fears
Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 5:28 AM UTC
Dusk brings us to our knees
as the night engulfs our souls
and stores it for memories to keep
But what does this mean exactly
Are stars the answers to all our enduring questions?
Because maybe the night
Is our only way of finding out and
The best memories are hidden in the shadows
Not displayed for our status to be boasted in order to extend our pride
But hidden for the singular enjoyment of ourselves
History is what moves us forward,
creating a foundation to be learnt from
establishing our essence as people
Shifts in our history can either push us forward
Or hold us back forever.
Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 5:24 AM UTC