how can i find my inner peace when im grieving from everything life has given me
the things i saw can't go unseen
afraid of the demons these things will reveal in me i just need to rebuild the man i need to be and shape that stake to stab in the heart of the beast that weakens me
so i can reconvene with my soul and get back to being me
but it seems to be
that these feelings won't leave
and i might be lying to myself
and this is really me
but my reality is fucking with my morality
its hijacked my mentality asking
how can i get this out of me
feeling everyone is clowning me
but these clowns will be
buried beneath the cemetery
this the sight of this visionary
tearing the fabric of the wary
rarely at odds with those compared to me
i'm so far out of reach
fuck getting touched i can't be seen
bars dark and mean
souls get starched and cleaned
arteries in hearts will bleed
filled with the need to feed their greed
it's a disease they can't reason with indeed their sick seeing visions that trick the mind to find the path of light that shines on the signs
that show what's right but left that behind rather be defined by higher crime and
climb through the paradigm
and overtime pressures been applied yes you live in lies i'm reading your eyes
they say your soul has died
can you feel the divide
why mine is on rise
hear them cries when angels and demons collide trying to wipe away tears that have already dried
no social life never socialize so so wise i just chase the prize to survive no surprise im divine so the poisonous vines that tried to enter my spine will realize that i polarize their lives and their just posers in mine lost in the light of my shine never a part of my climb to higher times i left them there feeling justified
