Thoughts of decaying spirit

Thoughts of a Decaying Spirit

Feed me the lies, manipulate us with laughs and cries.

Force it down my throat, neglect the refugees in the boat.

Inject me with your paralyzing drugs, create an environment for hideous bugs.

Pour it in my veins, preach how paradise remains.

Convince the poor to survive, while you live your lives in strife.

Teach me to be proud, of this land that I've found.

Ignorance is a bless, knowledge makes our lives a mess.

Slavery is freedom, objection is treason.

Brainwash me to fight, it's OUR land we must be right!

Wars achieve peace for all, music will only darken one's soul.

Public affection is abused, while domestic rapists are amused.

And I will wither here, but among the sleep I will be awake.

I may not break free, but I realise how this life's plastic fake.

I may give up everything I have, yet I know there's nothing to take.

We exist in a world where destiny's determined by where one's born.

All these facts break my spirit, all these facts leave me torn.

When I die, only a few would care to mourn.

For all will be saddened by the end of the facade, not the actor in the crazy charade.

I do catch myself living in a fantasy and adoring painless self harm.

I'm not suicidal, but I do welcome death with open arms

And why was I humiliated for one simple error, when all those around me cheerfully spread the terror?

How could you live with yourself knowing you conquered a child's mind?

Enslaving hope, burning all temples of thoughts you'd find.

Just like Medusa you made me a pale, grey stone.

Trapped within my cave, won't witness a new age's dawn.

I feel devastated and numb from the skin to the bone.

O dear agony, won't you free me once and for all?

My heart pumps with envy, my humanity's going black.

If I don't end the unbearable ache my common sense won't come back.

My lust is against me, my conscious could just crack.

The mantle in my ear is the chain that's keeping me here.

In the shadow of my pale twin I will lead.

Wash me away, fade me away, free yourself of my dreadful haunting.

And the harmony will keep me among the living for it has walked me through the dead.