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Tripping and Slipping

I looked deep into nothingness, and I felt fear

The emptiness within me became vivid and clear

The cycles of deception brought shame and a tear

I thought her love would save me, but she isn't here.

 

And now I am left to reconcile my shame

I sacrificed virtue, seeking respect and fame

But respect is something I could never attain

Because the courage in me I'm unable to maintain.

 

I became so lost within my selfish revelries

I could not strike back and awaken bravery

There were no weapons left in the armorey

For cowardice had broken and devoured me.

 

I saw a ghost, in my prolonged absence

I realized I could not undo all the damage

And now I'm left, to search and to salvage

In pursuit of truth this whole earth I will scavenge.

 

I take heart in darkness and delirium

Though I am merely a slave to the imperium

A black hearted piece of bacterium

Though from my shame I will compose a requiem .

 

I looked into myself and saw a coward at heart

I held her love in my hands, and I ripped it apart

I realized that I was empty from the start

I thought that I'd find some measure of solace in Sartre.

 

I had forgotten the love for my comrades

Those I'd nearly lost in egotistical contests

One must escape from such cyclical mindsets

And awaken with honor when the red sun rises.

 

But from the brink of nothingness, I must return

Even it means I must light a torch and be burned

Strength is never given, it is something to be earned

For it is virtue itself that I must fight to discern.

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Jul 16, 2010
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