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I lay on the floor in my room and stare up at the ceiling fan, I try to figure out who I am, Who is this lost young man? I live a life with no direction or conviction, Only the demons of my own affliction, My own self-loathing married my self-doubt And let loose my darker half, Dragging my mind into the darkness, Imprisoning me in the mistakes of my past, And so I don't know what to do To escape my prison and move on, How do I move forward When everything I do is wrong? Purpose has eluded me, Confidence has fled, My will deminishes, My heart almost dead. In all the ways I can imagine In all the ways I can see I'm lost inside the darkness A place of nihility, A void, An emptiness, A lethe within me, My oblivion sea.
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Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 9:35 PM UTC
My Oblivion Sea
I lay on the floor in my room and stare up at the ceiling fan, I try to figure out who I am, Who is this lost young man? I live a life with no direction or conviction, Only the demons of my own affliction, My own self-loathing married my self-doubt And let loose my darker half, Dragging my mind into the darkness, Imprisoning me in the mistakes of my past, And so I don't know what to do To escape my prison and move on, How do I move forward When everything I do is wrong? Purpose has eluded me, Confidence has fled, My will deminishes, My heart almost dead. In all the ways I can imagine In all the ways I can see I'm lost inside the darkness A place of nihility, A void, An emptiness, A lethe within me, My oblivion sea.
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Guatemalan
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 9:35 PM UTC
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