Noises at night fill ears with whispers of calamity
Repeating desperation of terrors escaping from nightmares
Conversations in the back of the cerebellum
Flying away from here doesn't eradicate obligations
They always land on someone unsuspecting
Weighing down on shoulders, control dwindles
Souls roam endlessly drowning in superficial crisis
Eyes glossed over with delusions of popularity
Getting filled up with hot air
Shot from the barrel of a pistol
Speeding towards your cranium
Matter fixed to be splattered on walls
Your life withered down to reactions and memes
Moments of silent observation and respect
Blasted with a level of bass, no one can hear
Shrieks in anguish ignored by the blinded
To turnt-up to acknowledge anyone but self
Complains and blaming, shaming ourselves in the comment section
Too exhausted to monitor, too grown to be moderated for
No one cares about their internal these days
Final days fashion multiple storms from reality
Awaiting the crew that walks through to the other side
Covered in dirt and debris, with hell fire in their eyes
The strength of the most beautiful design
Floating over rivers of needles and knives
Bullets ricochet off of auras stretching further than branches
The city crumbles into ashes the descendants have risen
- M.D.M Original
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