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Your Cruel World

July 30, 2004

 

 

 

 

Is there a recipe for normalcy

A time for sanity

Is there any hope

For an empty, forgotten soul

All alone in the universe.

As if anyone truly understands.

I am not what I seem

July 30, 2004

 

 

 

Life as a broken link

Never what it seems

Down the spiral of self-hatred

Indeed, I am not what I seem.

Destruction of all around me

Wasted, wanton exhibitions

Darkness of the spirit

The broken lock of consciousness

I AM DROWNING

I AM BROKEN

I AM ALREADY DEAD

Indeed, I am not what I seem.

What you see was never me.

And nothing ever has been

Or ever will be

Real.

Whatever you wanted

Whatever I wanted

Can never be.

We never opened our eyes up

Long enough to see.

Dark beasts surrounding me.

Darkness encompassing me

A throne of hatred

A love based on thorns

In death comes release

From eternal suffering.