Desolate and lost
Unsalvageable
I'm unable to see clearly
Acceptance of this flesh and blood
Yet I still remain shattered by amalgamation
I welcome self contempt
Inside the mind
Negative thoughts construct a poisoned mass
Hopelessness
The theme of my continued existence
Here lie tribulations
"Everything is fine"
Burdensome
How long to entertain this illusion
Wandering through the streets
I feel the weight at my feet
Swelling with every step taken
Yearning for the time to fall asleep
Healing dreams unveiled
With feelings of limerence
My soul is finally at peace
Entrancement lasts only a moment, but parallels eternity
Return to the waking world
Erroneous Euphoria the only real thing here
Compulsion to withdraw back to the delusion
Erroneous Euphoria the only real thing here lost
Unsalvageable
I'm unable to see clearly
Acceptance of this flesh and blood
Yet I still remain shattered by amalgamation
Possessing the knowledge and physicality
Rendered useless by immoderation
In the meantime, I will continue on
Searching for a satisfaction in this reality
Assurance severs and then snaps
The constant struggle to hammer away
Inadequacies and defiencies
When the truth is I am, I am a sloth
Self-possessed in this sensation of virulence
Still yearning to fall asleep
Inside the confines of my own mind lies my dreamscape
I am divine and I will loom to lionize
Return to the waking world
Erroneous Euphoria the only real thing here
Compulsion to withdraw back to the delusion
Erroneous Euphoria the only real thing here lost