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I’m right here, strange, Playing a different hand while I’m facing the great divide, The conflict in my mind versus The split in my soul.
Bound by prescription shackles, Tamed by the drugs, I’m living a medicated waking dream, A slave to normality, They keep me captured by the capsules.
It’s a never-ending struggle, But the violence starts today, I’m motivated by desire And pushing for a new beginning, On the search for greener grass.
Finally I’m myself again, My
by ~cynicbeliever
Sketch GirlSketch GirlSketch Girl
Sketch girl, In purple pencil condemning the world, To be imprisoned on paper, Separate from you, My sketch girl.
You’ve created reflections, Identifiable but odd. Are you re-creating them differently, sketch girl? Are you making them perfect?
They're all that one could wish my sketch girl, Because they're set down by your hand, More beautiful than they ever were in life. Beauty emphasised by you, Created by you, My lonely, lovely sketch girl.
by ~cynicbeliever
Waking DreamsWaking DreamsWaking Dreams
I am being affectionately crucified, Such a show in the endless cabaret. Who are we to know the intent, Or else the outcome of these performances?
We are all sinners, Guilty of always showing up and showing off, In this never-ending stage show, Life.
Will the truth emerge? Can we portray the truth through insincerity? Instead of being veiled by waking dreams, Perhaps we are revealed by them.
by ~cynicbeliever
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