Thursday, June 10

Hunger and Chaos

The walls, they bleed red
And prove what I said
That fear has now formed a jail in your head
And with the clock's chime
Beats loosen from rhyme
And the lyrics, they lose all set meaning

But with stoic stare
You render what's there
The frailty you hide with each breath of air
It all serves to prove
Compulsion to soothe
That failed amidst the hunger and chaos

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