Chisel On Stone
By Netsubo
All these toils For what? To bring life to something Intended for death? Such futile actions.. In the past.. Possibly now Definitely in the future Trying to live in a lie.. It’s so fake.. nothing real No foundation No footing We’re left to plummet through smoke and lies Left to rot and die We only take up space.. Trying to make something.. Something imperfect.. Perfect Wasting our lives Throwing gold out the window Putting our own shit on the dinner table Everything is backwards.. Nothing right.. It never was We’re too close now No turning back from our fate The fate carved in stone.. We stand beside that stone Holding the chisel and hammer Lying to ourselves And blaming those above us Go ahead.. Live in your lie painless When you die shards of the truth will force into your mind I’ll live painfully Not in a lie.. Not trapped in my own fallacy I’m away from you Don't come near me unless you understand.. If you know your life is a lie.. And you want to live purely.. Without emptiness in your heart Like I once was.. Written September 21st, 2001 © on Sep 21 2001 05:59 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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