Depersonalisation
There's no door in these cold walls
surrounded by the infinite
My
card is reading cardiac
my thoughts won't seem to comprehend
Why? The
lost sentence, in varieties of religious experience
The truth: a direful
legacy, has driven me to my knees
I'm hurt
Pschiatric disbelieve, "good
luck when you're panoplied"
A force divided by slavery, a senseless
futility
A must to see the unholy state, in which I was held for a
while
A study in grief taking over my mind, as I declared my soul to
behind
Just longing for the first day, to say, I'm back this time I'm here
to stay
Can't you see the one aspect, that makes my gift to
innocence
The metaphysics were caressed, by every bit of air I
breathed
In lustfulness
I've lost, a loser without a name, must be my
contribute
Your trust, the effort of ficticiousness, my grief is compelling
me
The sign, the sign is for all to see, I know what to do with
thee
Waverer, to bewail, led defeats
Engrossing my fate, my heart's
decadence, capitulation
Time to intrude, to declare the fate, an angel will
fall
My aspiration, you beg, the iteration, imbibes, as only you can
I've
tried, to leave this f**king hell
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