Steadfast in my alacrity
I remember
Wantonly absorbed of self
As the embers silhouette the blackened sky
What was their cry
Faded into the morrow
I shall stand firm
In the face of nonchalance
Absurdity abounds
But always my faithful friend
I must lie in state
Draped in the colors of my youth
Absconded with the truth
Weighed down by its burden
I speak freely
To no one
My die is cast
My mold solidified
I embrace the morning
Amongst the swirling fog
I salute thee
As I raise my cup
Only to be trampled
By complexity
I yearn
For a better yesterday
I seek the nirvana
Rapturous in the desire of
Speak no more of this
Disillusioned I comply
I am a fleeting glimpse
Of consciousness unfettered
No more to be
Than what I was before
Still my heart beats
The synapses still fire
I seek no truth in redemption
I seek no justice of the court
Only to be a free man
Devoid of desires and addictions
I wish for the promise of peace
That never arrives
How can I satiate humanity
Tell me O’ lord
Comfort for the lost souls
A joyous refrain from limbo
For I dare to enquire why
Silence is my answer
I will question no more
Blissful in my ignorance
Retreating deleting
All that was
Insanity beckons
To even the score
My comeuppance is a six pence
It is compensation for the weak
I too will adorn thee
In tales of lore
I will lounge by the fire
And sing songs of doom
Drinking strong libations
Deeply inhale from the pipe
I will rest
When there is no more
Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 1:35 AM UTC
Steadfast in my alacrity
I remember
Wantonly absorbed of self
As the embers silhouette the blackened sky
What was their cry
Faded into the morrow
I shall stand firm
In the face of nonchalance
Absurdity abounds
But always my faithful friend
I must lie in state
Draped in the colors of my youth
Absconded with the truth
Weighed down by its burden
I speak freely
To no one
My die is cast
My mold solidified
I embrace the morning
Amongst the swirling fog
I salute thee
As I raise my cup
Only to be trampled
By complexity
I yearn
For a better yesterday
I seek the nirvana
Rapturous in the desire of
Speak no more of this
Disillusioned I comply
I am a fleeting glimpse
Of consciousness unfettered
No more to be
Than what I was before
Still my heart beats
The synapses still fire
I seek no truth in redemption
I seek no justice of the court
Only to be a free man
Devoid of desires and addictions
I wish for the promise of peace
That never arrives
How can I satiate humanity
Tell me O’ lord
Comfort for the lost souls
A joyous refrain from limbo
For I dare to enquire why
Silence is my answer
I will question no more
Blissful in my ignorance
Retreating deleting
All that was
Insanity beckons
To even the score
My comeuppance is a six pence
It is compensation for the weak
I too will adorn thee
In tales of lore
I will lounge by the fire
And sing songs of doom
Drinking strong libations
Deeply inhale from the pipe
I will rest
When there is no more
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