For years our lives have become this beautiful waste
Controlling the mindset of disgrace
Bring on the lifeless suffer, the torture.
Bring on the downfall of man
And as the dead rise to haunt us.
We will never roll out red carpets
For the anti-hero
The catalyst of our own very demise
This is hell.
The weight will surely remain
As I'm torn down and ridden with pain
Tear me down and
Bring me back to earth
As I am free
But the weight is on me
Haunted with injustice
How can you live life without questioning all?
Oh the torment
Is there life in myself or is it death?
A construct of idle minds, fragile instincts to end it all
released July 2, 2015
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