Saturday, January 15, 2011

Phase

Sunday, 18 July 2010
It seems at times that hope exists,
Only to spawn despair.
Build someone to be something in your life,
You're shown a side you wish wasn't there.

No alternative, just walk away.

Everytime you try for a fresh start,
The end is signalled before you've really begun.
You wish you didn't have a fool's resilience,
Trust you will seek, and from it you will run.

No reprieve, the circle is vicious, unrelenting.

Search yourself.
What is it that you crave?
Someone to change you?
Or someone to slave?

No answer, drown in your own ignorance.

Spontaneity is hard to guage.
They will not be who they claim.
Motives run beyond your minuscule comprehension.
You are one small pawn in someone's sticky game.

No sympathy, Use. And Incinerate.



No one will help you for real,
No one to stop you from triggering life's trap.
They will push you into it,
In their lies, you they will wrap.

No solace, connect the dots.

Now you ask yourself, what point there is,
In living with your head in a noose.
When everything you dreamt off,
Is a lie from your own ambitions.

No warmth, yet you burn inside.

I will still defy, for I carry the trust of many.
Someone lets me down, I refuse to go that way.
Call it blind if you will, but I've had my epiphany.
I am my own, I choose to get on with life, come what may.

No hope, just a steely will to overcome.

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