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Mentality of Damnation
There was something, within
That day, that saturated
Into the mind.
Sometimes its just that
Everything is nothing.
The heart beats indefinitely
And the brain thinks thoughts
With a deepness that of infinity.
Thinking is a struggle for survival
As daily tasks become meaningless.
Everyday is dead.
Confined within ones self,
The imagination is left to decay.
Leaving hope and trancending thoughts,
You fall in line with the everyday crowed,
Finding happiness in slavery.
The answers remain unknown
And your thoughts overgrown
With all that preceded today.
Hear the breathing while
Locked inside this coma.
The movement somewhere,
Out there, Anywhere...Missed.
The diesease remains and
The brain can no longer function.
All the grayness settles in and you
Leave with a trace of all that was,
And all that could have been...