I lost my soul-
Failed to fly.
Took my hatred into the sky.
Left the game, left the board;
Left the world, still on the run.
Where is home? My instincts burn-
Please love me, you look familiar.
Take my hands, I'm just another liar.I lost my sanity-
Pride and vanity.
Ate my soul, fed on my anguish.
My soul untamed, let go of the leash.
I scream for balance-
The laughter of Nemesis, it's intense.
Which God fed me, which god nursed me?
This place is just full of furore and ferocityI lost my laughter-
In the hearth of pain, let's smile later.
This path feels so old;
The strangers so cold.
I cry for a change, a knife, and a pen.
The tracks never move from the same old lane.I lost my faith-
The fury of my wraith
Took over my entity.
Laughed at my audacity.
Killed me with air intoxication-
Gave me birth, my new incarnation.I lost myself-
Somewhere on the way.
In the course of time I drifted further away.
Hey, I'm trying to find the meaning-
Could you lend me a hand, darling?
Whats the point,
what's the meaning?
When we all wake up to the
same old morning.
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Blood And Beverage
Poetry·˚✎ᝰ 𝙋𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 ˎˊ˗ ❝ 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘈𝘨𝘦 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘱𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦.❞ || Credits for the...