I will not hang my head in despair
I am not ashamed of the monster in here
Like twisted lines trapped in a stillframe
A permanent collection of the insane displayed
I am not ashamed to live this way
This medication I am given
Attempts to null all reason
Foggy eyes, cloudy vision
Self awareness is not a part of living
Walking a path with no destination
Am I even alive devoid of emotion
Kill me now I'd rather be dead
Than living in hell
What are you asking of me
What could you possibly want
With a man lost in a corrupt reality
Endless contortions protruding from my spine
I was not manufactured to withstand the test of time
Faces and places
Mean nothing to me
Lesions, no reasons
For this picture to be complete
Good gracious...this is
Good gracious...this is beautiful. The rhythm in this is insane. Just like your poem "Grey" it flows with this darken web of words that I lust for. Frickin great write.
**if it's an eye for an eye, then we'll all go blind.**
Such praise, thank you. It
Such praise, thank you. It means a lot that you like my lyrics! Means I'm doing something right ^^