The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Eventually, Everything we see turns black, Can’t you see, The insanity, Building up, Inside of me, Inside of you, Tearing at, Our frail skin, Making us, Something new, Something wrong, Can’t you see, The insanity, THE INSANITY! Lasting lies, Clawing at your eyes, Making vows, Breaking them, Pissing on, Everything, What is this, What …
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Your skin, I thought I was sinking in, I thought we were connection, Instead we were changing, Pulling beneath the surface, Something I can’t see, Strings tied effortlessly to my tendons, My nerves your piano keys, It’s haunting to feel but not, As one moment passes to another, Like a ghost living inside a house …
Paid imitations of what you thought you could be, But in the mirror your reflection is just as fucked up as me, You tried to be something new, But you couldn’t escape you, Rotting flesh on a decaying skeleton, Movement more of an illusion than something real, Feelings painted with a forked brush, Lies on …
Sliding into something that’s not mine, Breaking time to be, Like a blister exploding, Pain entangling everything that is me, Capturing each nerve grander than the last, Engulfing, Exploding, Rearranging my sense of self, Swallowing who I thought I was inside the mouth of who the world sees me as, Like a spider laying eggs …
Like a supernova clawing at your ying, The power of your heart comes from the words we sing, As the moments fall down around our heels, We break down the walls not on what it is but how it feels, Scuba diving in the endless forever, Making every moment last for ever and ever, A …
Waivering sins, Undefeated guilt, Digested hate, Glorified wanting, Pay attention to me, Pay attention to this before you, See the hand of time dispel the lies, See my face before the world dies, The last thing you’ll ever see, I can’t believe what you were to me, The glorified feeling of a want turned into …
Smile you cunt, Bet you never thought we’d be back here, Staring into each other’s eyes once more, But the games you played, The lies you told, The way made me feel, It was the perfect storm, The perfect story to be told, You asked for my attention, You begged for my affection, You twisted …
Through these blind eyes I now see, Cover me in thorns, Bleed me dry, Sacrifice never knowing, Sacrifice the truth, Let everything unwind as my kingdom falls down around my feet, A disposed king without subjects leading to live again, Learning what truly defines who I am, Not who I was, Was that ever me? …
I see the light, This was not right, The feelings revolved around us, As they evolved what was us, Leaving an empty shell of what we were, Leaving a hell for me to survive in, Desperately seeking relevance, A place to hide, Away from myself, From the truth of what is, From what I am, …
A sentence formed without words, Another sequence, A sound that is not, Processed wisdom that holds no value, A lie lived, A truth hidden deep, Why see with eyes if they are closed, Why use words when their meaning is misunderstood, We crucified a child, When the adult preformed the seed, Painted across their faces …
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