From the day I set foot
On this land we call ours
Which once seemed a lot
Like a heaven of pleasure
My days lingered
By the voices of this heaven
Had I just knew what it would
Turn out to become
The pleasurable tale of life
Which illusioned itself to be so
Would one day lose its gimmick
Like the queen ant losing its wings
When the illusions finally vanished
And when the so enjoyed pleasure
Became further for reach
Than one could ever have imagined
Like the grand revelation of life
Wasn't enough of a dread
One could ever handle
A war broke out unlike any other
When the bombs of smoke
Made it harder than it ever was
To see the future of one's self
The term of terror would make it be known
One would find itself in the middle
Amongst others running forward
Uncertainty making one differ
Like it just realized itself to be a defect
Mountains of orders pushing one
Forward despite all it's done
Amongst others laying down
In the battlefield of reality
The enemy all but visible
One found itself against
Brought the loss of certainty
For one amongst the man
Surrendering to the nature
Of what reality had fabricated
Required the breach of orders
One set and kept itself
One would sit in silence
Behind others with grace
Despite all the efforts they made
Forever locked itself in the bunker it made.
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 11:00 AM UTC
From the day I set foot
On this land we call ours
Which once seemed a lot
Like a heaven of pleasure
My days lingered
By the voices of this heaven
Had I just knew what it would
Turn out to become
The pleasurable tale of life
Which illusioned itself to be so
Would one day lose its gimmick
Like the queen ant losing its wings
When the illusions finally vanished
And when the so enjoyed pleasure
Became further for reach
Than one could ever have imagined
Like the grand revelation of life
Wasn't enough of a dread
One could ever handle
A war broke out unlike any other
When the bombs of smoke
Made it harder than it ever was
To see the future of one's self
The term of terror would make it be known
One would find itself in the middle
Amongst others running forward
Uncertainty making one differ
Like it just realized itself to be a defect
Mountains of orders pushing one
Forward despite all it's done
Amongst others laying down
In the battlefield of reality
The enemy all but visible
One found itself against
Brought the loss of certainty
For one amongst the man
Surrendering to the nature
Of what reality had fabricated
Required the breach of orders
One set and kept itself
One would sit in silence
Behind others with grace
Despite all the efforts they made
Forever locked itself in the bunker it made.
lost isolation defection
