Fabricating dreamsSentries from insanityRegressing into innocenceIgnoranceAnd all the seductive liesAcquiesced to a fallacy construct amplifiedMordantly haunted by those seraphic brown eyesStill trying to find a piece of me that hasn’t diedBound by nothing but myselfOne step away from a proliferating pedestrian perceptionSwallowing my own deceptionForever without unequivocal conceptionBathos neededThe arrant heededEmphatically ambivalentTrying to drown my malcontentFantasizing of everything that escapes meOf everything this earthworm can’t seeDimming my mind as i clutch my heartSo that maybe one day I can function in this parochial orchestrationSelfishly striving for complete self-abnegationGravid with a visceral desire for absolutionRiddled with delphic passages of utter confusionFoundering in oceans of paradoxical catastrophesAleatoric attempts to make my wrongs rightAttenuated by endogenous demon fightsInfatuated with things that were only long agoDigressed by a recalcitrant lacunaTrying to recover my antebellum state of mindBefore I swallowed the blue pillAnd became enshrouded in an amorphous evilThat gave birth to a diminished willAnd a love deficiencyBefore I became infested with a resonating apathyAnd all my intentions got miserably misguidedBefore my dualities collidedAnd my egregious escapades were decidedNow I sitMisshapen by vitriolic lamentationsWriting aphasic fragmentationsDreaming of her incognitoMy obsession concentrateA questionably chimerical fateEquipped with a mantic smileExtricating my intricate entanglementsDecimating the decadence of my sanityCaustic to the infelicity of my soulHarboring exclusive connotationsResuscitating lost hopeAnd disintegrating the idiopathic doubtsSalient in a never ending procession of spurious facesSearching for sanctuaryDriven by emotionEviscerated by twoWanting so badly to repudiate this ineffable emptiness that’s killing meAnd sometimes my mind sees what my heart only wishes were truePermeating uncertaintyQuestioning god’s infallibilityTrying to assimilate my inadequaciesTouched by others vagariesOvercoming the dissolution of a non-fiction specious loveComing to grips with my pariah statusFeigning confidenceDaunted ambitionCan’t even remember what the sun feels likeArtic wintersThe belief continuum splintersWading through a contumacious dishevelmentUncontrollably dissidentA victim of human bondageFeeling fundamentally incongruousEncased in a regretful tasteDisplacedNow living a different life with choice erasedPerfunctorily walking through daysLooking past these vapid graysLucidly seeing all I lackWishing I could go backConstant sojourns providing solitary securityRemembering the first time I saw the invisible cityAnd how I’ve become its casualtyVoid of solaceClosenessStripped of purposeLeft with your best guess
