Paroles de Opilion

Dwelling in the outskirts of this grand scheme Moments of doubt interspersed By sudden flashes of clarity A constant emotional give and take Completely cut-off from reality Tired of the fear caused by routine Desperation leaking through soft joint tissues There’s a coward inside this terminal being The anguish of admitting I was wrong Virulent behaviours No space between this bars Implosive thoughts will consume everything The conquer of negative space If every vibration is not unified The will to go on will slowly fade Elusive hidden solution Inside this tragedy of logic