Nothing scares me now not pain, or fear, or doubt Once you see your worst fears made flesh and bone right before your eyes It sears into your mind leaving nothing inside Someday, everything's supposed to be fine but someday takes forever sometimes
Blood. Hate. Fire. Steel. Control. The ill intent of Zionist pigs lead the masses over a cliff labeled as a zenith of industry and freedom Lives taken in exchange for false honor, awarded medals in the eye of bloodthirsty media ****** but neglected by the country for which they laid down life and limb How long can this house of cards hold before imploding upon the innocent at no expense of the same warmongers that catalyzed the casualty of a nation of sheep
Here in this old glass house bound in blood and tears The emptiness is thick Palpable Suffocating Is there Truth at the altar of naught? Thousands of thought fragments clouding the essence of decay slow my descent into obscurity But only enough that the husk holds firm whilst the core slips into oblivion
Pools of anguish overflow a solemn, silent dirge From the opaqueness of my soul all my fears converge Pretty lights on the horizon blotted out by rain Is this desolation or could lucidity be so plain?
Who cares if you're crying by yourself- No one's there because no one knows But who shares the tragic things that shred the shattered seams of a tattered soul?
This loneliness feels more like abandonment hell, I still don't know what you meant Although, you know, I should be used to it you always used to do this