The darkness consumes me.
I implore this dark void, try to find the light.... but the demons won't allow me.
I push. I explore. I pretend to be what they expect of me.
Freedom you say? Is that even real? These harrowing thoughts won't set me free....
They keep me bound. Shackled. Submissive to torture by my own sense of self.
Affability is but a false ideology in this world so self absorbed. Wearing a benign mask to hide their own contemptuous thoughts...
Sequestration of the human race... the beautiful emptiness claiming claiming to be 'unity'. Strangers within the darkness. We are all so very lost.
Solidarity and oneness almost non existant. Existence, becoming mere delusional illustriousness. Pretending to be the light we so crave.
To be aware is a curse... The curse of physical existence.
The darkness consumes us all.... _______________
Now writing lyrics for emo bands. 😉😂😂 Jokes. Been writing poems again for the first time in years! They used to be more light hearted but it looks as though I've some darkness itching to get out. Just how I like it.
Amazing photography by the talented @ben_ewings_photography
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