Sculptured
Temper
How do I
find happiness when all I see is bleakness?
How do I
find happiness when all I have is weakness?
I watch
the street go by and see good eyes so sad
I long
for them to be bad and glad
Does that
conflict with your sensibilities and declare contradiction?
It ought
not because sadness from loveless is the god’s nullification
So where
can morality lie but in the gutter to die
Why
continuously attack human frailty to watch them cry?
My
insanity is boxed in an impenetrable torture chamber
Only the
kiss of true love can shatter this danger
For how
long can a soul fight until the bedrock cracks?
And then
the terror of the suicide step
Does this
frighten or alarm, because none of us know if we’re immune
So defy
this inflicted by nobody knows whom gloom
Rise up
and enjoy the mind swirling crashing doom
Ride the
bitch like a surf board and let defiance be your unrelenting boom
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