Hope is a prison

Distressing mind
Simmering thoughts
Seeking emotions
Live, live, live
Numb to the stimuli
I just need more, I just need more
And if not now
I'll crave until you obey
You will become a slave
Of your own demise

A moment of silent,
A timeframe to detach
Fall into the nothingness that we are
And wake up to a promise anew

I will forget, again and again
That this is who I am
That the prison is still there
Even if in a different form

I am my own worst enemy


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