Spiritual Malady

Self destructive self hatred
Self, self, self centered nature
Infatuated with danger
Procrastination amazing
Defining myself with these books on the shelf
Mystery cast doubt... the idea of my mental health
Who is this that dwell in the pockets of mind?
Soul sublime worry on my brow this night,
Divine light breathe deep inside,
So I sigh... Why ask why?
Oh intrepid divide my blasphemous eyes
Resting upon intelligent design
Spread like dust in the wind... I'm dead
Filled with clichés in my head
My brother I'm a fool for how I view you
Judgement's for the Lord
I guess I'm just bored
Analyzing the horde
Mass evacuation of awareness displaced by loneliness

Whats my holy-ooh purpose
Peace pipe mandala
Third eye trauma drama
Cleanse yo sight child
The earth is yo mamma

Fallacy is my culture's remedy
The violence you see
Its in me
In you
That is the truth

Self awareness apparent flesh predicament
Compliments fueled by dissonance
So bless yo ignorance
Look within and you'll see
None of us are innocent
Seems my attitude compliment the latitude of which I reside in .Solitude
Meaningless to me is you

Idiotic entropic melody
Spiritual malady
Cryptic confusion as I speak
Increase yo vocabulary
Pleased in the seeking beyond reason
Weeping tragic lullabies
Comedic facetious parables enlighten my anecdotes
How can I claim to own I don't know
Whatever though I'm home

Come close secrets supposedly dope
Flowing home a river to its source
Obsessed with the dark hearing the talk
Oh God oh God I'm a sinner
I judge myself for this hell I created as well
And I hated the smell of this flesh as flames lick the skin I caress

A voice within catch my breath
Who speak this time in broken rhyme?
Philosophic debate
Wait
Peace and joy meditate
Release the burning
Meaning I'm yearning
Unlearning what I used to survive those troubled times
This life isnt mine
How to relate,
communicate,
break... elaborate
Cant explain what I see
Awaken, awaken, awaken
From this dream you sleep

Opportunity suffering
Circumstantial buffering
Shape this ball of clay
Give me just today
Nothing without you
Control just to give it away
This day I died when I woke

This fellow in the mirror so queer
Terrible clear self loathing
Why cant I be what everyone else sees
Beautiful beholden single fortuitous shell
Self image sacrificed in the name
For the sake of a real life
Spent in vain
Guide my words
Cleanse my verbs
Disturbed paradox
I like to talk a lot
Consumer based trivial place
The way I dictate
Alienated by my diction-airy so scary
I'm weary of the times
I was a child
More than a child
Desire
Crucify morality
Baptized in the fires of insanity
C'est la, C'est la vis



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Writer(s): Tómas ólafsson
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