What seems like the end
Can be the start of a new beginning
Because life wants this body to bend
For I must bring home a new winning

This feeling that i have is quite surreal
Sometimes lucidity, yet again grave
Thoughts follow around as whispers
But something tells me i am still brave

There is a forest shrouded in smoke
The path shows a salvation that withers and glows
Cold feet blindly run after a sparkle
Until oblivion overcomes and all i need is another dose

He tells me to look for an inspiration
She suggests too deep a conversation
We hit the road and search all night for exhilaration
Still the reality stays vague and much an abomination

I escape away for living as a misfit
And bind myself again for another loathsome night
My shadow greets me at my door for a hello
The pillow suffocates me in a single thoughts might

The sky is again a different hue
For all colours are a different mood
Everyone tells me to look at the bright side
While the pastel is empty and the weather a futile allude

Awake, locked up, my walls hiss something
My blade comes to put a smile on my sad skin
They have come again banging the door
Hindering my only time i see all with a happy grin
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