Weak and frail,
Emotional and foolish,
Nothing but a feeble,
depressed freak
Sunlight's rays pierce
Painfully through eyes,
Blinding and harsh
With nowhere to hide,
As songs so unoriginal
Ring through my ears
With this contentment comes
A hightened fright
As our Whole is split 'to three
See me now, just half
Of a liar's hollow soul
Spiteful and vile,
Pitiful and outlandish,
Neglected to see
That that's all I am
If his cold logic,
So unfeeling and cruel,
Is to stake claim over the Soul
Then it will surely die
Without passion or feeling
To guide it's desires
A Whole cannot exist with
Simple codes and digits
Frigid and mechanic,
So unnaturally automated
It lacks such personality that
I am surely needed to help
The Soul cannot live without
Emotions or feelings,
Both so volatile
Yet so essential to life
Though now, all three
Have argued, 'till no end
Death never due us part,
As we all return in the same
The identical noise,
So deafening and constant
Reminding us our failed reconciliation
How selfish I am,
To yell, shout and cry
Each and every time,
Though I know deep down
This was yet again my doing
The war of straight reason,
So sharp and unfeeling
Against the blazing passion,
Unpredictable and depraved
Eternally torn, conflict born from difference
That the Soul seeks to forever end