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Take a deep breath
Before you drowned yourself
Into the blood bath
This is the cure
For your insanity
This is the cure
For your madness
Sleep
Let your mind being swept
By the waves of bath
Feel
The tragedies
Inside your dream
Wake up
From the blood bath
Now you're alone
And I'm gone
Everything has changed
Are you consciously yourself?
Before you drowned yourself
Into the blood bath
This is the cure
For your insanity
This is the cure
For your madness
Sleep
Let your mind being swept
By the waves of bath
Feel
The tragedies
Inside your dream
Wake up
From the blood bath
Now you're alone
And I'm gone
Everything has changed
Are you consciously yourself?
Literature
Age is not an Excuse
Why does age allow so many mistakes for when one is old and they tear down others by mindsets of ancient times or by harmful words besides they get excused for they will never change their long established ways. As is often restated by ones meant to help hence telling us to grin and play along still we can move along. But what about those who cannot for they're too young or is still on the verge of dependency and independency are we doomed to watch as we forget who we are. Being carefully molded to fit their image a puppet on strings playing their tune memorizing the notes still we know nothing more. Too afraid to deviate for even a moment knowing they could take away everything from us without a care. I've had enough its time for a change for why should I respect those who hurt and maim. It's time we realize that no one should get just a pat on the wrist for hurting someone no matter if it's physical or not.
Literature
Drowning
I reach my hand
And you grab it
I pull back and
Plead you to quit
I am drowning but I
Do not need you nearby
All you do is stop me
From sinking in the sea
I shout for you
And you reply
I try not to
Make you come by
I try again
You are not there
I cry instead
Does no one care?
I am drowning but I...
Get back!
No, hither
Attack!
I dither...
One more try, I'll
Show them the pain
No more fake smile
No more I'll feign
Why do they touch
My hand so cold
It is too much
I just withhold
I am drowning and I
Do not need them nearby
Literature
Silent Lullaby
Please let me sing this lullaby
from countless miles
and time zones away
composed
just for you
tonight
I cannot make my voice resound
in the room
where you lay
Still...
Perhaps these words can somehow
bridge the space
between us
and echo
in your mind
while you rest
Silent lyrics
which can ring out
as you read them
at any time
so even the faintest
thread
of
good
intentions
can
connect
us...
...until we ar
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