Ringing and throbbing, a constant ache you can’t ignore and can’t fall into oblivion to avoid, sit as nothing, worthless and wasteful, waiting for relief that refuses to visit.
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Survival choices depending on a click, so pay attention and feel the pressure before I crawl out of your mind and reveal the real reason you like to watch me suffer, you like to be a God.
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Another layer of resentment piling on the day, underneath is long rotten, the lack of relief pressing and pressing until ugly is all that remains and no one even remembers what beautiful once was.
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Follow a calling that buries your nature, slowly drowning what you were and creating a puppet to dance on strings and destroy the world.
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Recount the learnt and see if skills have blossomed, or whether imitation is all you’re capable of and wait for others to realise the truth.
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Yearly inspection to check rustic health and announce your flaws and areas of concern, drive away in a foreign body and await your return, task done but worry lines deeper.
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Sinking into solid ground, your meaning already out of sight, buried where you can’t reach so you’re forced to face the world alone, but all you can do is stay crouched and desperately claw beneath your feet.
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Schedule my movements, monitor all changes, signal the process and confirm the end. Consume all will but lose all sense of self until the triggers are meaningless… and me.
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Revival of the dormant, the stale state triggered to inhale a world and widen the irises of possibility, revealing the little you can control but the vastness waiting to engulf.
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Chase the familiar that dances out of reach, morphing into extraordinary and leaving attainable goals behind where you must stay and remember the warmth once wrapped in a friendship.
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