Wind blowing...loving embraces...smiles on their faces..\\
External factors proving life is worthwhile beneath the mazes...\\
At first I thought mutual feeling arised internally...\\
Then I realized feelings aren't felt if they weren't expressed externally...\\
Dying hopes could not be absorbed by someone unless you see me cry...\\
And I did...thinking how fast this life just passed you by...\\
I found a gentle stillness, to script my mental illness ...\\
With a pencil tipped with skillness rippin spits like vented drill bits...\\
Enter resistance, my mind is enabled...\\
By twisted thoughts of persistence, where reality is fabled...\\
Distilled memories internal capture jaded mental scriptures...\\
This flame burns eternal framing hidden pictures...\\
Blessing me to live under the falling azure skies...\\
My despair could only be seen through the relics of slowly drying eyes...\\
Pain is shown by struggle, massive fear by uttered silence...\\
Terror by shock, sadness by tears and rebellion in collective defiance...\\
Witnessing this superficial existence engulf you with a horrid mask...\\
Among shifting paradigms of resistance to reminisce upon the past...\\
A mutual opposition of destinies defy this mortal tempest...\\
yet I'll find solace in sorrow wen all is done...\\
Emerging from a shattered carapace.. pondering maybe...\\
life somewhere else has just begun...\\