You're outnumbered by those with a spiritual light that feuds the blight
You're in a field of solace behind monoliths that are loosely aligned
With every emotion that rushes through the rifts like mountains in the shrouds
You can reach your arm over the walls and latch onto monotonous sounds
God this is amazing, hand lingered on and became anonymous
Face is deep gray, possessed with the murderous incompetent
Living under a younger ruthless crowd of love but i'm improvident
Myopic thoughts are sleep-inducing but somewhat pastiche
Don't string yourself again, after yourself's disease
Because there is no farewell, once there's a leash