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In The Depths Of My Conciousness...
breathe in
like im running out of air
or as if its the last
breath of life left
for me to take
its always been heavy
decadence came twice to this
hopeless indolence from
trying to find my
personal saviour
i always get inside a vacuum
of unfamiliar friends and
things i owned that
i never really used
but still kept just to
create a cluttered confusion
ive singled out myself
as alienated from
your realities and
the abuses made by your
prophets your authority
and your redeemer
i hate it when these
things are disclosed right
before my eyes
they blind me
they overshadow my view
on that haze
they direct me down that
edge of damnation
a demise i solely embraced
with gratitude and hope
and trust
your tears become the
juice of my veins
they poison me and trick
me into forcing myself to
be in sacred warmth
with righteousness
i hate it when you
make me do things that steal
others of their freedom
to stay away from what is
known and stereotypical sh!t
i hate it when i cant get
myself into something
that would please both
our worlds
i just hate it when you
wake me up from my addiction
to this dream
i hate what you do but i
never hated you and now
breathe out.
