Is this
Just the topic of the week
Another trend, so to speak
A picked up pulse or switched up beat
That covers up what you can’t keep?
It’s hard to stay at bay sometimes when shadows are so willing
To take you to that place you want, but timing’s just the shilling
It’s hard to see the plea sometimes when light is under cover
You’ll pay in full but blinded, say: “I only lost a dollar.”
Are you
Just in love with the thrill
Another high or way to chill
A way of life or coping still
That covers up what you can’t fill?
It’s hard to see the God in you, this World- it gives no mercy
On top of that, I trust in you that you just need to foresee
The hope you know will take you there without this dust that promises
Nothing but an unsolved mess that begs to halt this busyness
Was that
Just another way of covering
This emptiness that’s hovering
Or confusion that’s just smothering
Turning these things to nothing?
It’s easy to get caught in this- I’ve been engulfed myself
But I could not complete that book- I put it on the shelf
The information, I’d attack- like a child that was starving
And like that child, I would eat until I started barfing
Am I
A novice to this higher level
From this game that’s of the devil
Just a scrub that feels disheveled
Who knows quite little of this rebel?
It’s easy to assume that I am just as guilty
I do in fact have blood stains on my hands, so I am filthy
But is it strange that I have shifted my mentality
And out of that, I’ve seen a path… or maybe I’m just happy
Are we
Way too polar with what we preach
Indecisive with what we teach
Or just confused if we can reach
A reasoning to stop this speech?
Sometimes the only thing to do is take the hard
solution
And if that doesn’t register, then check what you’ve been doing
Journalists are masochists, their columns- full of hardship
So why succumb to poison by the switching of your topic?
Some burdens never lighten up.


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