Complacent
Is everyone out there living a lie,
Just going through life, waiting to die?
Does anyone out there know that they're lost,
Losing their way without knowing the cost?
Will everyone out there sleep through the pain,
Vaguely perceiving our whispers arcane?
Can anyone out there hear when I scream,
Piercing the veil of their dream so serene?
Should everyone out there try to be free,
Discovering truth too blinding to see?
Could anyone out there retrieve what was stolen,
Fracturing falsehoods already broken?
Did all of us out here beg to be low,
Or did all of us fall here all on our own?
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Quid Sum [Poetry]
SpiritualI always manage to pull through the day, if only for those six hours in the silent night, where my imagination shapes reality and even the darkness can hold the tiniest glimmer of hope.
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