What if...
Had I held on, I'd have wasted my time?
That the madness, the delusions within my mind,
Clouded the reality I see?
What if...
Had I let go, I'd have lost it all?
That the fear, the despair within my heart,
Tainted everything I believe?
What if...
Faith was never True...
That all you believe is a lie,
And we're all just kidding ourselves in the end.
What if...
Doubt is the only Enemy...
That it's the demon in disguise,
And we're all too apathetic to give a damn.
What if...
I had just closed my eyes...
Would the cruelties of the world disappear?
...
No...
I guess it wouldn't, would it?
So you...
Yes you...
You who chanced upon this rambling of mind and thought...
I want you to struggle on...
Through all the anguish and agony,
Past all the fear and fury,
And beyond the doubt and despair...
You....
You who carries the future in your hands...
Understand...
These words I have given...
So live...
Without regret.
I get a deep sense of pent up aggression.
ReplyDeleteIt's not a creepy emotion I feel at all but more like the Columbine Effect but more towards the notion that you'd be one to witness an amoker (a work derived from the word amok which means one that feels rage)
Originally, it was supposed to end with no, it won't go away. Then again, I had to re-write 75% of it because I erased it by accident ._.
ReplyDeleteSo yeah, a tad pissed when I re-wrote it.
ReplyDeleteAnd now I've re-written it again...This should be what it should've been.
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