Never like this....
The darkness peering inside my soul. He is out there and I am the failed dam.
The burden, taken up in crisis. I am impotent against evil.
Unsung, without honor.
Punishment is fitting, poetic justice. As the madness takes them all, I am (was?) the watcher, silent against atrocities. Alone in my viewing.
Mind fading into new identity. The weight of the world sliding away, a phantom's charge is now the wind.
I am you now. Faceless, unknowing of the light. We will turn to dust together.
I make my final wish to God. I used to know his face, but now I distant, alone.
"Make it right," escapes my lips as strength susides. This is the end.
Cardboard in hand, adorned in ink. A scribbled plea. My new mission is here.
I just want a dollar and bottle of Jack.
Bliss is mine once again.
The darkness peering inside my soul. He is out there and I am the failed dam.
The burden, taken up in crisis. I am impotent against evil.
Unsung, without honor.
Punishment is fitting, poetic justice. As the madness takes them all, I am (was?) the watcher, silent against atrocities. Alone in my viewing.
Mind fading into new identity. The weight of the world sliding away, a phantom's charge is now the wind.
I am you now. Faceless, unknowing of the light. We will turn to dust together.
I make my final wish to God. I used to know his face, but now I distant, alone.
"Make it right," escapes my lips as strength susides. This is the end.
Cardboard in hand, adorned in ink. A scribbled plea. My new mission is here.
I just want a dollar and bottle of Jack.
Bliss is mine once again.
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