between good and evil is a transparent line
your conscience judging you without pause
but you and I know that
between life and death is a thin line

a tiny tread, fragile
fragile than the tail of a wall gecko
translucent and opaque
we are just slaves to our stupidities

life snuffs out in split seconds
no more hope, no redemption
life itself is a betrayal bro
a poor best friend who has nothing to offer

hopes and dreams are our worst nightmares
creating mental illusions
we tends to always succumb and trust
inevitability of soothsayers

death brings redemption of the unknown
freedom to our enslaved mentality
but not everyone knows this
we are all blinded right from birth

it takes a battered heart to comprehend
life’s trajectories is a rigid mystery
if you sought me out tomorrow and find me not
even in my demise, I’m still searching for my true identity

we have been fooled for so long
our true existence is a farce
why waste time to prove your existence
you are nothing but a spec of dust and a filthy clay

@talk2leigh
(twitter & insta)

7:38pm
26 April 2024
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