Take your last bresth and sip that last reflection of freedom. When the world closes its eyes, when it shuts its doors the madness will be over forever silent your only freedom shall be gone for when there is no more there is no choice
My body is sore
My mind is more
Can’t help realize these lies
Gotta compromise
One fight for another
Why I gotta be the another
Calm ur shiit
2 legit 2 quit
It’s okay
It will be
Mind fights.
~ 🧠©️🤮 ~
I went along with the play, a puppet on strings with nothing to say.
my mind loud echoing sadended thought, ripping from my memories of what I was but not.
The strings swirl wrapping around my throat, trying to sing a silent cryful note.
slowly pulling me further into the dark, slowly sinking into a stone cold heart.
The show must go on for all the billions to see, the only thing real is who I used to be.
My words I want to speak they slowly fall on back, I am the puppet and the master silence is my pact.
