Wake

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aren't you tired of dreaming

lazily floating under the current

Don't you miss the feeling?

Of life, and love and happiness


I know you only feel emptiness

Do you prefer this loneliness?

this misery, only equal to the misery of the souls in hell

the tortured souls of your brothers, and your sisters


all hope has left you

and without hope, there is nothing

your heart is pumping blood and your body is moving

but your head is hollow, your heart is hollow and you're not so human anymore


Do you enjoy this feeling

the feeling of knowing that there is nothing left

nothing left to rebuild or save from the remains

of your broken heart, and shattered brain


There is no time to regroup

and the time to get help has long passed

and all you can do is wait

and see where the current takes you


you no longer seize life by the horns

no, life seizes you by your cowardly tail

and it'll drag you through the mud

with no concern for your life, and breathe


and all you will do is take it

take the pain, the misery, the anger,

the hurt, the unjust cruelty that unfortunately befalls you

unless


unless you lift you head up, out of the mud

unless you rip that cowardly tail away from life's malicious grasp

unless you throw down your hands, stomp your feet and yell

ENOUGH


unless you realize that you're too near the end

unless you find hope again

unless you find yourself again,

I hope your prepared, to live as the undead, the unseeing, the unfeeling

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