Tired
Of the
Static soul
Convinced by
Its motto - "I'm Fine"
And external progress
That riles the whirlwinds
Of extreme, intoxicating confusion
Though the core of the heart remains
Brimming with pools of eternal emptiness
The insane animal trapped in its cage of destruction
Where reality is the mist of the past's foggy illusions.
May the path of life lead to the eternal road of death,
A suicide note.
Jan 4
Jan 4, 2026 at 6:34 AM UTC
Tired
Of the
Static soul
Convinced by
Its motto - "I'm Fine"
And external progress
That riles the whirlwinds
Of extreme, intoxicating confusion
Though the core of the heart remains
Brimming with pools of eternal emptiness
The insane animal trapped in its cage of destruction
Where reality is the mist of the past's foggy illusions.
May the path of life lead to the eternal road of death,
A suicide note.
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