when all else fails to beat my head into a submission unwillingly. But willingly to submit myself to comformities. then I can escape when I forget of all of it. the worries the stresses of worlds that arent there. wrapped in a coiling cloth, they wrap themselves, wrap themselves around the coiling heads of all of us. If I could just escape, If i could just escape, I wouldnt have to think again. I wouldnt have to think. the false hope that floods itself when I wake. reverses itself at night.
I sometimes look upon the world and wonder "what I am a part of?" And I dont think at all
like a wooden trunk seperated into a small piece. where the fibres stretch and warp as I bring my arm closer.
why arent I dead yet? Why am I still alive? Why should I try I shouldnt have to try. All the towers that overlook eveything. But even then It becomes hell when you look into it. Its hell to think less and hell to think more. Remove me of this mess. Creations of creations and to evolve? I dont want a part. but here I am. soon to be gone. Will we ever leave? A question that will stay until we end up leaving. A free will? when I am tied to wills that dont care If I choose? The power of will I can show through the removing of myself.
I sometimes look upon the world and wonder "what I am a part of?" And I dont think at all
like a wooden trunk seperated into a small piece. where the fibres stretch and warp as I bring my arm closer.
why arent I dead yet? Why am I still alive? Why should I try I shouldnt have to try. All the towers that overlook eveything. But even then It becomes hell when you look into it. Its hell to think less and hell to think more. Remove me of this mess. Creations of creations and to evolve? I dont want a part. but here I am. soon to be gone. Will we ever leave? A question that will stay until we end up leaving. A free will? when I am tied to wills that dont care If I choose? The power of will I can show through the removing of myself.
