He wakes up in the morning
When the sun’s light is shining
Light everywhere, memories blur
A certain darkness he’s hiding
He walks like one
He talks like one
He laughs like some
But he cries like none
A gaping hole in his chest
Heart that was never there
Its makes him feel nothing
Makes him feel like hunting
The RUSH oh that’s something
That immortal god like feeling
A primal instinct inside
Nothing that would ever suffice
He wear masks
That’s his hide
Biological cells of pride
Never once has he cried
Behind his smile , another disguise
Its night now
Something In him growls
His body twitches and shouts
Suddenly he hates crowds
A clear mind with no doubts
A sense of excitement , the chest pounds
Bloodshot eyes , breathes like a hound
He strikes and makes no sound
He wakes up in the morning
When the sun’s light is shining
Light everywhere, memories blur
He starts his day with a hum
-nilaysingh
Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 3:03 PM UTC
He wakes up in the morning
When the sun’s light is shining
Light everywhere, memories blur
A certain darkness he’s hiding
He walks like one
He talks like one
He laughs like some
But he cries like none
A gaping hole in his chest
Heart that was never there
Its makes him feel nothing
Makes him feel like hunting
The RUSH oh that’s something
That immortal god like feeling
A primal instinct inside
Nothing that would ever suffice
He wear masks
That’s his hide
Biological cells of pride
Never once has he cried
Behind his smile , another disguise
Its night now
Something In him growls
His body twitches and shouts
Suddenly he hates crowds
A clear mind with no doubts
A sense of excitement , the chest pounds
Bloodshot eyes , breathes like a hound
He strikes and makes no sound
He wakes up in the morning
When the sun’s light is shining
Light everywhere, memories blur
He starts his day with a hum
-nilaysingh
