Gilbert Montes - Untitled Apr 5_ 2023_ 320 AM
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•05 Apr 2023
Purgatory Reminiscing of days, times come and gone, clips of memories repeating, trying to move beyond. It's like gravity drags me in, and i can't comprehend, I'm like a shark circling defenseless, without a fin. Life is just an illusion of a shell, my conscienceness excels, demons in me repel, lost inside myself. antisocial and relative to a Martian, my bloods coagulated.... corrupted, and become hardened , so pardon my personal reflections, my thoughts misconstrued, trying to renew, seeking an alternate view, but without any hints, i can't seem to decipher the clues, I'm just a predator ,with no rules or remorse set loose. Unfocused because the devil forever attacking me, tragically .....flawed confidence allows me to drown, vision of a clown, or a mime, dark clouds rejecting my ability to rise and shine No one to blame but me , this is the route that I've chosen, burned my bridges, doors been rapidly closing, dead inside, feeling soulless, detached possibly frozen, once again the demons begin to motion Tired of running, attempting an escape this internal asylum, everyone says love yourself, it's impossible, regardless im dumb, I writhe from, the anguish and pain, i still hurt and feel things, but no matter what i remain paralyzed and numb This is my image in the mirrors reflection, led in misdirection, my confession, never gaining wisdom because i never seek correction, a fallen angel, GPS set for Hell, no fall protection
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Purgatory Reminiscing of days, times come and gone, clips of memories repeating, trying to move beyond. It's like gravity drags me in, and i can't comprehend, I'm like a shark circling defenseless, without a fin. Life is just an illusion of a shell, my conscienceness excels, demons in me repel, lost inside myself. antisocial and relative to a Martian, my bloods coagulated.... corrupted, and become hardened , so pardon my personal reflections, my thoughts misconstrued, trying to renew, seeking an alternate view, but without any hints, i can't seem to decipher the clues, I'm just a predator ,with no rules or remorse set loose. Unfocused because the devil forever attacking me, tragically .....flawed confidence allows me to drown, vision of a clown, or a mime, dark clouds rejecting my ability to rise and shine No one to blame but me , this is the route that I've chosen, burned my bridges, doors been rapidly closing, dead inside, feeling soulless, detached possibly frozen, once again the demons begin to motion Tired of running, attempting an escape this internal asylum, everyone says love yourself, it's impossible, regardless im dumb, I writhe from, the anguish and pain, i still hurt and feel things, but no matter what i remain paralyzed and numb This is my image in the mirrors reflection, led in misdirection, my confession, never gaining wisdom because i never seek correction, a fallen angel, GPS set for Hell, no fall protection
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