Fueled by emotions my memories elude me
Making me question all that I am
All that I was
My heart is pounding
My mind beings to race
The turmoil kicks in
Judgement after judgement
Opinion after opinion
The saddest part is the conditioning of our beliefs
Everything we learned is false
Nothing you knew then do you hold true now
Never really reaching what we are trying to find
Who really knows where to go
What path I take
Where to turn
Everyone is just as lost as I am
Yet I hold myself back and I fight and argue
I only become my own worse enemy
Kicking and screaming
Never getting out of my head
Trying to find something that isn’t even there
I’m grasping in the dark and I never find the door
Stuck in the routine forever
All I need to do is to turn on the light
But I am too oppressed
Too self involved
Not strong enough
Soon it will all end
In death, the inevitable.
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