𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗙𝗲𝗯 27𝘁𝗵
Empty room in this pathetic excuse for social stimulation
It’s the product of another socially distorted creation manipulative presence in our place of governed nations social lies and covered eyes make up our new age segregation
Complacent in completion of the relative endeavors
Convoluted social distortion
Conviction a memory that will last forever
Manipulative deceitful accusations four fingers pointed back at them
Judgement yields the sacrifice
Souls destination looking grim
I sit avatars last supper with a sh#t eatin grin
We play poker in exchange for souks I smirk as I win
Demonic entities as barter assets for he knows no moralistic compassion
Emotionless with no concern for any given action
Here in am...
in hell selling sins in a dune bag it’s my gig I thought if it first don’t me mad
I sit at Satans* last supper
Guess I’m in On a mission Call it life by definition Endless pathways of opportunity and failure alike We are given free will to choose wrong or right No telling what might come of each path we so choose to take no guaranteed result from any given decision we make life knowledge is about learning from the past Try not to repeat mistakes and hard times never last tomorrow is not guaranteed and life goes way too fast the other side doesn’t always have the greener grass the...
the only guarantee in life my grandma used to say
Eventually we all die so in your choices enjoy each day
I love you in all languages, Your love is a treasure, my greatest wages. You are in my heart, my soul, my head, With you by my side, I feel truly led. You are my day, my night, my life, In your warm gaze, I find no strife. Only you hear my soul, In your presence, I feel whole. Only you know my secret, my dreams, Together we flow like gentle streams. In a game of love, so adept, So sad that you know everything, Except... my phone number,
As I sleep tonight, I will think of all of the wrongs I’ve done. My sins will go on to create the longest highlight reel one could imagine and I will watch with bated breath as every single unfortunate segment sinks its nails into my irises. And I will do this because there will always be certain aspects of life that just don’t click for us.
For me, the most glaring issue is letting go and accepting just how weak I really am. For others, it’s trusting the wrong people.
