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by mu/en
Rated: E · Poetry · Inspirational · #2136250
it is as it is titled
Psychosis by another name
Just a rage in the cage
If you can't feel my ephemeral verbiage
Then maybe you're just lame
Seeing what isn't there makes it
In this world, we create what wasn't
So to be afraid of the unknown just cinches it
You'll be controlled 'till the end of time

Feel not in your body?
Not who they say you should be?
Whatever is inside is meaningful
But how you apply that to reality
Is the real test, can you turn this mesh
Into a texture full of what you see?

Dive deep into the sea and come back clean
Experience gives way to thoughts of another me
What could I have been, what else could I be?
If you think that's inconsequential
Then I'm so very sorry
But you won't crest the heart
Just be absorbed into the masses

Not that there's any true way
I'm just saying I'll fight definition
If you try to limit me
Burning, churning, nevertheless unknown
My stars inferno will still live on

Fighting gives us meaning, war matters
Protecting what you have
Forge many weapons from your insides
Put your very being into turning the tide
And be rewarded with more time

'Cause all there is is more to do
If you seek less then there's no hope for you
Forever circle the drain, never falling
In motion, my calling
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