yet another of my poems |
Fearless conscripted into this little game.. this a smile and nothing but fame.. glory for the pain I bore.. this anger I hold.. All I've been given to explore.. this life seems to twist the eyes of the sane... while I stand on the sidelines deranged. Hoping against hope? They say its a waste. Fighting Fire with fire.. no longer applies... This world is fucking fake. you yourself were a fucking mistake... I am not of your generation... I am not of your lifeless obsession. I have something to believe in.. I've seen it,lived it.. you can't say the same.. I know you already,I've marked your name.. you've been found out.. I've shredded through your soul, I know you are filled with doubt.. the world you see a rainbow .. instead of the black and white it is,nothing you know.. admit to the flaws. admit to your wrongs.. the only way to perceive.. the only way to believe.. the last thing you shall see.. a cold dead face in your dreams.. a haunting figure. your turmoil shall be your end. your fear shall be your mill... taken with a grain of sand. The hourglass has no hand.. unlike your clock that constricts your plans. My time is not limited,but limitless.. that is why I shall remain fearless. |