To desire the golden path of life,
Is rather difficult when lost in a sea of despair
Exiled in a bleak hole,
Suffocating in only rage and regret
The heart screeches, begging to heal
Shunned, no longer able to cope,
with its inner turmoil
Feeble and confused, it is simple to brainwash-
obscurity creates darkness that creeps in.
Feeling nothing but the jabs of torment
The loneliness enjoys taunting me so.
Why do I let myself drown thousands of times?
Yet I still attempt to climb
Rottenness scrapes away the good, crushing my hope.
My heart falls to ashes and madness seeps in.
Intense failure decides to mock and cackle hideously-
because my soul was dragged away.
Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 6:44 PM UTC
To desire the golden path of life,
Is rather difficult when lost in a sea of despair
Exiled in a bleak hole,
Suffocating in only rage and regret
The heart screeches, begging to heal
Shunned, no longer able to cope,
with its inner turmoil
Feeble and confused, it is simple to brainwash-
obscurity creates darkness that creeps in.
Feeling nothing but the jabs of torment
The loneliness enjoys taunting me so.
Why do I let myself drown thousands of times?
Yet I still attempt to climb
Rottenness scrapes away the good, crushing my hope.
My heart falls to ashes and madness seeps in.
Intense failure decides to mock and cackle hideously-
because my soul was dragged away.
