not terror, really
if there is a feeling worse it's apathy
when you can't pursue what you desire
you fill the void with "rightness"
that logic will prod you in
that voices of reason will praise
they confirm the emptiness, no doubt
Thrown in the middle of
not attachment, really
if there's a feeling worse it's complacency
when you scream at night from indecision
you rage against walls with questions
that would be answered if
that could be explained it
you dropped the chains of reality, no doubt
There's nothing but a sad shallow goal
There's nothing to embrace at night
There's nothing I desire
And I dare to include my love in this
And I dare beg for his understanding
And I continue through the straight and narrow
As slowly like a mist at twilight
I lose my beautiful deadly rabbit hole
dream
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