I’m coming undone; I’m ripping straight from the seam. My head is throbbing and I don’t think I can run from this dream. I can’t escape this terror, I’m living a nightmare, my sail is ripped and I’m headed downstream. I’m failing to find the beauty in this decrepit land of hate. I’m failing to find the freedom in this land of take, take, take. I’ve fought my way out of pain, and misery, I’ve lived with loneliness. I’ve had my head between my feet. Staying positive is so hard, when your heart, is filled with hate. You disown what you create. When your heart is filled with hate, you disown what you create. I saw a world a world I never thought I’d see, I am the hate I never thought I’d be. I despise everything you created. Two roads diverge, in this world. One polluted, but paved with gold. Two roads diverge, in this world. And I, I took the one less traveled on. Two roads diverge. you took the one made with gold. Two roads diverge. I hope you know that you’ve lost your soul. The golden road, the golden road, your rotting corpse and your soul disowned. I hope you know. I hope you know. I hope you know that you’ve lost your soul. Your life is meaningless, scattered bones in a world I won’t call home. Your life is meaningless, lost souls, no purpose.
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