Isolation

my apology, i made this up and you thought i’d never give up they will say its hard to read your lips through isolation and solitude and if you ever read suicide then this might have been just because i misspelled it. a chasm of grief right within reach future's overthrown hear the echos of the yeahs and the noes the spirit, the cult and the youth i am older than i seem to be the chanting will soon be over dust and smoke fill the air a morning breeze i fade away terror unleashed so here are my dreams in blood and steel writhing around demise butchered in black and fucking white frailty of the circle daylight shatters right in my eyes this life is a gift pressed upon us six times it has been easy with open arms, with open veins a darkness within my blood i give my heart up. heres to the ones that gave up give up