Failing Subconscious
Failing comprehension
Brought me backwards from any purpose
Excitement of discovery washed away
By fear of punishment by my own guidance
Poison self to dig deeper
For a way to separate from this masochistic way of living
Exist, to learn, to question all that I can
In such abandonment, why strive for my needs?
If in such ways, why still
Exist?
Writer/s: Ropeburn
