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Desolate and lost

Unsalvageable

I'm unable to see clearly

Acceptance of this flesh and blood, yet I still remain shattered by amalgamation

I welcome self contempt

Inside the mind

Negative thoughts construct a poisoned mass

Hopelessness

The theme of my continued existence

Here lie tribulations:

"Everything is fine"

Burdensome

How long to entertain this illusion

Wandering through the streets

I feel the weight at my feet

Swelling with every step taken

Yearning for the time to fall asleep

Healing dreams unveiled

With feelings of limerence,

my soul is finally at peace

Entrancement lasts only a moment, but parallels eternity

Return to the waking world

Erroneous Euphoria the only real thing here

Compulsion to withdraw back to the delusion

Erroneous Euphoria the only real thing here lost

Unsalvageable

I'm unable to see clearly

Acceptance of this flesh and blood, yet I still remain shattered by amalgamation

Possessing the knowledge and physicality

Rendered useless by immoderation

In the meantime, I will continue on searching for a satisfaction in this reality

Assurance severs and then snaps

The constant struggle to hammer away

Inadequacies and defiencies

When the truth is I am, I am a sloth

Self-possessed in this sensation of virulence

Still yearning to fall asleep

Inside the confines of my own mind lies my dreamscape

I am divine and I will loom to lionize

Return to the waking world

Erroneous Euphoria the only real thing here

Compulsion to withdraw back to the delusion

Erroneous Euphoria the only real thing here lost