prepare yourself.

See me as I really am
Carried about of winds raging here and over there
Sin lies at the door
Will I drown with most
Alone
What am I if anything at all
I’ve been a fool
Fumbling in the dark
Becoming something that I’m not
Or whether showing what I really am
Darkness had a place for me
Spinning around the room like a top
Gaining momentum before I crash within myself
Feeling such pareidolia
Such large creatures
As I fit into the eye of the influential one
They hang among the stars
Oh they creep, but late at night
You are a warrior my dear
Keep that brilliant head afloat
And when the images get too heavy rub your eyes and come to life
Your all you’ve got
You’ve eaten it, touched it..
The lack of concern they dish out
It’s not too late
To forget..
Move along now.
So sleek in form

Your a warrior my dear
Keep that brilliant head afloat

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