To Desire Ambition
Further I descend into the depths of oblivion. Farther I travel into obscurity. I am shrouded by shadow; a mist as thick as fear. Apathy corrupts the soul. It is because of apathy that we become what we never intended to be. I slip into solitude, deceived by the sweetness of desire. The apple dazzles a vibrant red, its alluring appeal attracting all senses.
Fear the thought of fleeing; fear the act of falling; fear the truth of failing. Fear forever follows me: Never may I hide. A statue allowed to live.
Break the cycle. Nirvana from Samsara. 1000 pounds of pressure, 1000 pounds of fear, hinders who I really am. The curse of bonds; the irony of a life all too well. A stagnant apathy. Claustrophobia; a soul suffocating, choking, gasping, dying.
Fear the thought of fleeing; fear the act of falling; fear the truth of failing. Fear forever follows me: Never may I hide. A statue allowed to live.
Break the cycle. Nirvana from Samsara. 1000 pounds of pressure, 1000 pounds of fear, hinders who I really am. The curse of bonds; the irony of a life all too well. A stagnant apathy. Claustrophobia; a soul suffocating, choking, gasping, dying.