A mind, at war with reality

A bloody standstill between what's right and what you think right should be

Pluck out, the eyes

To spite your senses

Hand on the shoulder to be led through the darkness

Accept this

Or let failure Define

Washout

Bleach out this clouded mind

Accept this

Or let failure define (You)

Release this

Or be buried with these relics in the dirt

Let go this failure

Not ever your own saviour

Thrown down, cast out

Die of thirst from mindful drought

What you hold dear

Impaled on your own spear

Swansong for one

The flock won’t listen anymore…

Will you adapt or stay clung to the remnants

Embittered, Astray…

I swear what tasted pure

Will be the ashes in your mouth

Will you worship your Idols?

In prideful disgust

Play the blindfolded martyr

As it crumbles down to dust

Denial brings blindness

Acceptance gives clarity

Open your eyes

Embrace changing tides

Or drown on the fruitless pursuit

Live a lie

Cheap disguise

Stubbornness is the knife on which you die

Will you worship your Idols?

In prideful disgust

Play the blindfolded martyr

As it crumbles down to dust