Ashen Skies

Isolation, harbouring the pain
That grows from the strains
Of distorted perceptions
And disconnection

Desolation. Trapped in this landscape
Of decaying embers
That once fuelled the fire
Now a burning soul

What has this world become
Devoid of vision, distortions of the mind
The dark haze screens the sun
The pessimism chokes out the light

You can pray for death
The endless cycle created in your fucking head
It won't make it end
The ashen sky, depictions of your mind

You can pray for death
The endless cycle created in your fucking head
It won't make it end
The ashen sky, depicted by you

Grasp for your fleeting life
Guided by the knife
You won't want this when you're dead
You will realise the mistakes at hand
There's nothing once this ends

You are the disease motherfucker
It will perpetuate, until you accept
You did this to your fucking self

I have come undone

Fuck
I did this to my fucking self

A blackened sun fuels the ash in the sky
Impure cognition, can't see the light

Where does the minds eye lie
Beyond clear vision
I can't see through the fire
Beyond the darkness
Through the void
Where does the minds eye lie

You wait for the answers
They lie in front of you
See the beauty in the sorrow
Let it remind you, you're human

The rains will come and pass
The rain will come and pass

This was never meant to be easy
In life we suffer, but we will bear through the storm
Beaten, torn, scarred
We carry on