Origin

Its one of These days
Where i stand in the mire
With troughts crawling ferociously up
The crypt of mental derangement

I close my eyes and render
A nocturnal dream
Detached from time
In this stream of consiciosness

Another Day gone
Receive Another night
Still no answer To
This misery unfolding
Uncertainly inside myself
Eager to discover
The unconsious reflections of false Images

A mirror of dream to never Come True
Irrespressible troughts carry a depriving insanity

The sweat Scent of memories
Blurring before my minds Eyes
Looking for the loving waters
To liberate body and soul
From the present and carry
My arid Shell forward towards life
You are my aphrodite
Satisfy my appetite
I must riss above the greed
Longing for my urgent need

hunger for attention devours inner clarity
Brethren of souls, yet strangers of hearts

Dormant as my chance will come
To leave this obfuscated reality

Long forgotten fears emerging tacitly Despise the Lucky

But at the end
Of the Day
I reach
My circles origin



Credits
Writer(s): Tiffany Breakfast
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