So I broke the boundaries
That I thought controlled me
And disconnected my self
From what had me obsessed
So, I ran from it
Run!
Surrendered my soul
To one above all
So I know longer own,
Own my own soul
What we have been taught
I run from
To hide in a castle
Which also someone else had built
Built for you to encage
Enraged
We are all caged
Engraved
In a grave
Parallel
Or skew
In our lives
We wait in queues
The end
Is known
But it’s not shown
Soon we will be gone
Old or bold
Hot or cold
Same stories told
So I contemplate
In a place I hate
But it’s my fate
I sit
And talk
No sounds are heard
No words are said
I fled
To the distant place
Via my mind
Visions
For a blind
Temptations
Un-wind
Stop
And rewind
A struggle
A collide
To smuggle
What I had confined
In
You
Out
Me
Disconnect
Yourself
Self
Mine
War
Alone!
Defeated
Army!
Retreated
Connection!
Failure
Disconnection!
Established
New life
New thoughts
New ways
Brought
My self
Finally caught
Soul!
Controlled
Maybe it got me controlled
Soul!
Again and again
Where
How
When
And who?
Questions
No answers
Assumptions
No clues
Bases
Introduced by you
Stop
And listen
Drop
Quite the mission
Attack
That’s a decision
No army
No weapons
Me against me
We!
In the spot
The corner at the top
Of the bottom where tears drop
A gap
Can never be filled
Disconnection
Cables unplugged
Strings plucked
To understand my own mind
What did I find?
Ok
Am I lost?
Ts
A toast
The rings
And swing
The dance
No chance
I wake, I wake
I can no longer be a fake
May be I can break it
And escape from it
They have created it
And invaded it
Destroyed it
And condolencized it
A colony
Inside me
They have built
And left it
A division
Left and right
A fight
In my mind
A break down
To wake up
To rise and shine
To own what’s mine
Still
In my place
Questioning my faith
Truth faced
Can you feel the grace?
To live it with a constant pase
A phase
She gazed
And asked
About the maze
Of the needle in the haze
Memory erased
Destroyed their base
Still in the place
The same old place
The place I hate
But it’s my fate
Trying to get disconnected
But all my organs are infected
Inflected
Addicted
To what they have invented
Though all their motives are detected
And my moves are predicted
I was selected
For their prompt system
Am I really a victim?
If you predicted the crime
But you ignore the signs
And do what they want
And what they want is you
Then you are a killer too
But there is no clue
No one to suit
The disconnection is impossible
I thought it was possible
To empty what I have learned
And get my history burned
I yearned
All what I have earned
Feels like a bird
Inside a cage
Heavenly-built cage
Inside a sage
Left to age
Till the last stage
Now, it’s time to turn the page
A guitarist on the stage
Preaching
Teaching
Really?
Soul bleaching
Seeking
Truth
Seeking
Disconnection
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