vision conquest
Bluelighter
Morning, the world slowly comes to life.
The sound of birds singing as the earth begins another rotation.
Remorse, regret, contrition, longing for another way.
Simply take another dose and all are swept away.
Is this really a way to live or do I merely exist.
This fatalistic monotony leaves me numb.
Papaver somniferum I refuse to submit.
Where, how, do I find the strength to resist.
Frustration, anger, acceptance.
Finding a reason to live, to give.
Twilight, the world settles for it's sleep.
The sound of crickets as the earth completes another rotation.
The sound of birds singing as the earth begins another rotation.
Remorse, regret, contrition, longing for another way.
Simply take another dose and all are swept away.
Is this really a way to live or do I merely exist.
This fatalistic monotony leaves me numb.
Papaver somniferum I refuse to submit.
Where, how, do I find the strength to resist.
Frustration, anger, acceptance.
Finding a reason to live, to give.
Twilight, the world settles for it's sleep.
The sound of crickets as the earth completes another rotation.