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Insanity Of Humanity

I feel it beating in me

Silencing my heart it’s emerging from the deep

Making its way from the core to my extremities

It’s trying to take control of my body

Suppressing it is my daily struggle

 

Where did this come from?

What planted the seed?

I didn’t do anything to create it

No reason for this uprising

Yet it shows no signs of subduing

 

Its voice most would call evil

It’s the so called devil within

Thought that it is cynical

Its ways have been deemed criminal

Its philosophy unethical

But that image must crumble

 

Where holding on too tight

When the grip is too tense

The content will explode

Where fighting it to hard

When cornered its stronger

We’ve gone too far too fast

Putting on an ever lasting charade

With no foundation everything fall’s apart

 

These chains intertwined

Trying to conserve self preservation

Struggling to improve the perfect

We have brought on our own demise

 

The night to this day is coming

The full moon is rising

The fight is intensifying

Exhausted I’m losing

Under the pressure reason is smashed

Chains are broken the human is out

Free to feel, to love, to hate, to rage

This freedom labeled insanity

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chris-landry
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Jul 8, 2010
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