It took me by surprise.
Familiarised with the forgotten feeling
That I am no longer familiar to the universe.
Conflicted with the paranoid thought
That no one ever sees the true light
Of my actions.
I suffer because of this.
Held back by the remembrance
That I cannot seek salvation in other's souls.
But I try and try again
For the mere thought of loneliness and
The permanent change
Make me go mad.
I’d rather die trying to find a place in
You foul heart, felt,
Than to die misunderstood.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 11:13 AM UTC
It took me by surprise.
Familiarised with the forgotten feeling
That I am no longer familiar to the universe.
Conflicted with the paranoid thought
That no one ever sees the true light
Of my actions.
I suffer because of this.
Held back by the remembrance
That I cannot seek salvation in other's souls.
But I try and try again
For the mere thought of loneliness and
The permanent change
Make me go mad.
I’d rather die trying to find a place in
You foul heart, felt,
Than to die misunderstood.
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