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Aug 2013 · 941
Day by day
Aaron Marlow Aug 2013
It's getting harder each day
to say I'm okay
to keep up this facade
to follow this ramrad
called society
sometimes I feel I should I should join the Jihad
what's sobriety?
I don't remember what's real
I've forgotten how to feel
over this world I've trod
left no trace
left in haste
and I moved on
never looking foward
or back
my life feels like
the edge of a heart attack

It's getting harder each day
to move away
from I, myself and me.
I possess no heavenly key
all I find is greed
I wanna drown my life in mead
the world grows within me like a seed
threatenin' to devour
I can't find the powa'
to fight back this hour
I know I must
but my life's a bust
I'm lost in darkness
no will to resist
but I can't back away
I can't desist
I have to exist
some people speak of light
but the world I see is as black as pitch
hurting my sight
for I see the inner truth
I can't deny it's ruthless'
ness
leavin' me defense'
less
and now I'm heaven'
less
I've failed the test
but I beat the best
I messed up the rest

is life beautiful?
then what is death?
I choose neither
I'm feedin' the ether
inside my own chest
if I lose this beat
what's left?

this moment is real
it ain't no trick or treat
no political meet n' greet
how do you feel when you can't?
try to comprehend the magnitude of that feat
and decipher the riddle in my rant

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