Dream Subjugated

Thread: Dream Subjugated

Tags: dream, equality, isolation, late night, lost
  1. RalZan said:

    Post Dream Subjugated

    On my own I stand alone
    with all my failed attempts on show.
    Reality doesn’t make much sense if you only knew what I know.
    But if this is just a sign
    My heart is calling back for shore.
    Losing all that is mine
    Your empowerment…
    IS NO MORE

    There is no equality
    When nothing here is equal
    Darkened nights and cloudy days
    Ensures that you’re residual
    And I can’t dream within this mess when all I see is darkness.
    I’ve been stumbling in the dark,
    Coldness embraces as it penetrates Until I’m hitting the floor
    Sifting through these ashes as my brain circulates and now I can dream just a little bit more.

    (CHORUS)
    I am on my own path
    Now and there is so much left to see
    There is no love left to cast
    I would hide my everything
    So much i left in the past and now I’m finally finding me
    What you are leaving here so fast
    Is something you once called we.

    Isolation, my detachable soul
    Is lost in padded cells
    How could I have known before?
    My only lead on this life
    Pulls me deeper to hell
    Scientific integrities break the ****ing rules!
    I could live within my dreams
    If I could disassemble yours
    Subjugating my thoughts into only wanting more

    (CHORUS REPEAT)

    (echoed out)
    Life sucks in a beautiful kind of way
     
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    amaryn said:

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    Again, Ralzan, so well expressed that it's freaking amazing, to be honest.

    "There is no equality
    when nothing here is equal"

    I see one thing though which I hope you have observed yourself:
    by being able to write this you're on the way to get hold of yourself.
    IMHO

     
  3. RalZan said:

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    Ummm I dont know I guess so. Like I acknowledge whats there and well im not about to hide that everyone has their own issues and I guess yeah im expressing think of this as my lyrical diary I dont know.
    Life sucks in a beautiful kind of way