It's never enough Just to name the annoyance,
You will never be able to completely avoid it.
Fight off the hate with a fist full of flowers.
It's Hard to see past the pain when the going gets sour.
Moments full of fleeting feelings,
Just Emotions devoid of sense and reason.
So hold close the hope inside of your head,
It's a torch in the darkness of fear, doubt, and dread.
Trying cope with the weight of continuous stress,
Under Pressure and trapped in an ominous mess.
All the love that's been lost has turned into hate,
When something's so good and then just goes away.
Lost and alone in the thick grip of thought,
When you're left by your friends your heart starts to rot.
I know what I need and I need what I know.
I go with what I see until I see which way to go.
Dismal indeed is a dream bearing burdens,
Just As feeble as freedom when it's bound to misfortune.
I scrape against my dull surroundings,
I was lonely when you found me.
I need something new to feed from.
I am trapped by too much freedom.
Surprised by how much was forgotten
Tending to these constant problems.
But chaos breeds creation,
Once confusion becomes clear.
What was weakness now's a weapon,
Tools that free us from our fears.
Dig in deep,
And **** it up.
Clench the jaw,
Don't give a ****.
Let it flow,
Blood finds its form.
Be careful not to interfere,
The end of this drawing nearer.
Stare hard into the shameful mirror,
Until your soul feels pure and clear.
Now Show yourself to every peer,
I'll stick a ******* knife in the rotting heart of fear
Intact to me.
You're bottled up,
Stress breeding pool,
The calm with despair
Tender in the way they raised her,
Vital to her vestal nature,
Then pressured by the force of failure.
Just release it,
Let the sequence,
Lead you through this now.
All this *******,
Can't mislead us,
If we **** it out.
Say what you want,
Know that I and you,
Are no less than we.
So enjoy it,
As a juvenile.
Hold it close but,
Let it breathe cause,
You'll really need it now.
So what are we without each other?
Lonely souls that need another.
A melancholic cast of comfort,
Consumes the globe with lucid slumber.
Shape your sight with some sounds,
in the sky lies the ground.
Doubt your faith,
And put faith in doubt.
Sprouting up against the sun
Are hopeful Seeds in earthen homes.
Sad are seeds trees set in stone,
Born to rot in the catacombs.
C'mon, I'll break this lazy,
Your potential is killing you.
When you're aware of ability,
But it's not being put to use.
Stuck in a web of stasis,
Void of valueable stimulation.
ThIs means much more to me than you
I bit off more than I could chew.
Insight bloats the rotund sun,
In the effort to be different,
We are similar.
Shackled to this broken system,
Still it's prisoner.
It fades as it forms ,
As we're freed,
from our own hands that hold.
It fades as it forms,
As we're freed,
From the storm and reborn
As crooked as its crooked center,
As a symbol of surrender.
Tears that fill a forlorn corner,
I lost so much as I got older
Where i was and,
What I wanted.
How bad it burned, and
How I forgot it.