A Mockery in My Eyes...
Plagued by uncertainty
So-called friends desert me
No longer seek acceptance
Once abundant within
Staring at the sun, my retinas swell and burn; perennial symbol of hope
A mockery in my eyes
Pessimistic, the only realistic and preferable way in which to cope
Bleak optimism rubbed out by past experience
Staring back from my haunting reflection-met with depraved indifference
An amorphous state of molecular mass with magnetic conductivity
Mortal forces pulsate the inner spectrum, thus kept in closer proximity
Black shrouds of mourning to block unwelcome rays of intrusion
Alone I contend, but don't know how to make amends
Perspiration beads on my temples-a dizzying sensation
Gripping the banister to keep from tumbling down the fucking stairs
Walled off in somber isolation
The sky is filled with stars
But none are shining on me
Vast-reaching cosmos
The stillness of eternity
The effervescence of doubt emulsifies my spirit
My potential blaring, but I'm too far to hear it
No longer concerned
With the weather-determined opinions
Of insignificant others
The effervescence of doubt emulsifies my spirit
My potential blaring, but I'm too fucked to hear...
So-called friends desert me
No longer seek acceptance
Once abundant within
Staring at the sun, my retinas swell and burn; perennial symbol of hope
A mockery in my eyes
Pessimistic, the only realistic and preferable way in which to cope
Bleak optimism rubbed out by past experience
Staring back from my haunting reflection-met with depraved indifference
An amorphous state of molecular mass with magnetic conductivity
Mortal forces pulsate the inner spectrum, thus kept in closer proximity
Black shrouds of mourning to block unwelcome rays of intrusion
Alone I contend, but don't know how to make amends
Perspiration beads on my temples-a dizzying sensation
Gripping the banister to keep from tumbling down the fucking stairs
Walled off in somber isolation
The sky is filled with stars
But none are shining on me
Vast-reaching cosmos
The stillness of eternity
The effervescence of doubt emulsifies my spirit
My potential blaring, but I'm too far to hear it
No longer concerned
With the weather-determined opinions
Of insignificant others
The effervescence of doubt emulsifies my spirit
My potential blaring, but I'm too fucked to hear...
Credits
Writer(s): Rich O'brien
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