Passion
Faded
Hopelessly Broken
Shining Through
Colliding Forces
Locked Into Place
Overflowing with passion
the desire to feel lingers
but out of reach it sits
taunting and laughing
the distance overwhelming
yet, it inspires
inspires the passion
the passion to reach
reach farther than known
known not to him what he has
or what he does not have
still laughing, it sits
still reaching, there is not quitting
Reducing myself to another level
Degenerating and degrading
Feeling lifeless or alive
Confusion overwhelming
The boiling point is near
Generalization or complication
Exploding or preservation
Descended too far
Faded...
At First Site
It disturbs at first site
At second, the subtlety is realization,
the realization of a calmness now discovered
a new discovery shining light on new paths
where to go and what to do becomes real
reality met with falsism, causing collapse
breaking down with such velocity
melting the truth and giving in to fiction
weakened and overcome, there is nothing left
look to yet another new path, discovery is everything
everything you ever wanted to know, awaits you
hidden beneath insanity, you knew all along
Hopelessly broken
forever I fear
what lingers around me
a cloud of hurt
tearing drops of pain
beside myself I sit
laughing at the rain
although it hurts
I fail to recognize
what I've become
Shining through, you finally feel
the difference between falsism, and what's real
surprised, you look back
disappointed, yet amazed
the anxiety prior, brought nothing
anger becomes uncontrollable
through the veins, aggression flows
nerve upon nerve infected
hate pulsating, sweat dripping
nothing becomes real
confusion is upon the masses
as the fatal fury blankets us all
Colliding forces result in decline
Subsiding below par, the disturbance is uncontrolling
Digging deeper is fighting back
Rise above the catastrophe
Introduced to higher levels of complexity
Inferiority thick, almost choking
Concluded in superiority
Inferiority is lost in the incline
Locked into place, the feeling is torture
An unprepared blow, sprinkles coldness
Drip after drip, forming a sea of closure
Without preservation, it slips away
Static forms, impairing any understanding
Withstanding an upkeep for an unknown threshold
Producing an everlasting effect, revitalization
A surge through body and mind, with spirits high
Retaliation is the key to the forgiveness
