-=Struggle=-
 

-=Struggle=-

Every second of me life,
Is a part of a struggle.
Fighting against disturbance,
Hate and ignorance.
Terrified


Unconscious annihilation,
Of my soul.
Crying out for conseption,
To those who won’t listen.
Despair


Forced obedience,
To captivity,
Of reality.
My only liberation by dreams.
Imprisoned


Inaccurate notion of society,
Wrongful suspcious of civilization.
Retarding me from,
Being myself.
Opressured


Impudence in my every word,
Is their conception.
No disposal strength,
To resistance against their misjudge.
Weak


Impotence,
Defense by cutting it out,
My relieve in this torment,
My remorse in my scars
Loosing self-controle...


Desire to freedom,
Wich can’t be reached.
My satisfaction,
By my phantasy.
Delusion.

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