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Buried
04:31
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“Betrayed and wronged in everything,
I’ll flee this bitter world where vice is king,
and seek some spot unpeopled and apart
Where I’ll be free to have an honest heart.” - Moliere
I lie in wake of my own collapse
sighing in disgust at the sight of my own reflection,
I’ll make a grave to hide my face from prying eyes
Dispirited
lacking confidence
searching for stability
desperately trudging aimlessly
to find the means of relief
fearing death, and afraid to live,
I’ll hide myself to spare the shame
buried in this trench I’ve made
soil and silt cover me to hide my face from prying eyes
In my time, I’ve wandered in efforts to find
some sort value in this husk of a life
I’m struggling to find the worth in this
Desperately trudging aimlessly to find the means of relief
Buried.
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For Granted
04:09
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Minimal Complaints
should not outweigh
the privileges we’ve taken for granted
At a moments notice, i find myself at my deepest low
for no viable reason
or justified circumstance
instant gratification has soiled the means to appreciate
and to take what we can get
this is no way to live
My wounds are but a scratch
to a world thats bleeding
to a world thats breaking
there is no excuse to feel distressed
Their suffering reminds me
that my pain is significant
its frustrating to lack complacency
when i’ve been given everything I need
Minimal complains force me to dread my days
it’s evident that I’m taking this all for granted
I’m so ashamed
To put this blatantly: I’m no better, and it could be much worse.
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Sanctuary
03:09
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My means of expression
have been tainted
by a contingent
of fraudulence
Cry wolf, appeal to the masses
preaching inclusion
and selling acceptance
Indoctrinating arrogance
This sanctuary is no place to stake a claim
or determine what is right
this means too much to me
to stand back and watch idly
as you desecrate the only thing thats pure
your words are venomous
filth spit from the same gland as the ones you cast out
this will not go unaddressed
it’s time to put an end to your tyranny
You’re not given a stage to spread contempt
this is the basis that i resent
Forked tongues lie behind a guise of apathy
the sincere will not be swayed by your disapproval
The meek will stand, while conceited crawl
I’ll take pleasure in watching your downfall
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Downpour
04:30
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We’re not blessed with the same opportunities,
but rather cursed by the same desires
what was sought: the ideal and obtainable,
dissipated along with my innocence
I accept demise with wide open arms
in effort to finally find peace
my apathy has consumed me
leaving me with no will to change
The absence of substance
this lack of purpose
has remained as the only constant
my words and actions
are rendered worthless
I’m embraced, caressed by permanence
Despondence resonates in the cavern of my soul
relieve me of my impurity
bring rains of effacement
call for downpour
drain me
cleanse my conscience
erase my presence
torrential rains wash me away
I await torrential rains to wash me away
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Stagnant
04:09
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Fall in line
I have found myself trapped in a void of stagnancy
with no room for error, time is of the essence
I tread a unclear path without a plan
motionless in comparison
my peers have gone well on their way
to fulfilling the rest of their lives
I’m caught in a lapse of uncertainty
while others proceed to achieve their destiny
I’m longing for opportunity,
but effort has gone unrequited
I’m collapsing underneath the expectations of my kin
to abide to standards that i don’t agree with
I can’t find happiness in what they seek
Is falling in line worth my misery?
is there a point in even attempting?
This lack of progress, this stagnancy
leaves me discouraged with a sense of defeat
I have no intention of forfeiting,
but there’s only so much more that I have to give
My aspirations have given way, so i’ll hang my head and assume my place
I’m losing faith that something will ever become of this.
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