What are you living for ?
What is it that you are breathing into yourself each passing wave?
Mindless thoughts consuming, drowning, suffocating your entire being.
To only castrate you undoubtedly into a land of nothing.
Are you lost, half- dead in head space ?
Cut from the world of ethereal beauty and grace.
Solemn.
Pinned to the wheel of self-disgrace.
What are you living for ?
What is it that you are breathing into yourself each passing wave?
Is it money, cars, women?
Is it alcohol, drugs, weapons or nothing at all ?
Wasteful.
Restless.
Over-expenditure of poignant pity.
What are you living for ?
What is it that you are breathing into yourself each passing wave?
Ungrateful.
Anxious.
Electromagnetic Vampires weave through the burning sun, draining all that makes us one by believing that you are the only one.
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