Life is too short to see it through an eye of destruction
You must first find the good
And only then will you find function
Uncertainty of direction
Disarray, confusion
Disassociation
Disorientation
Society clouds judgment
Perception
Discressions
Its all part of contentment
Complacent
To a fault
Ignorance, a disease
We all have it
By default
It's all a game of chance
What you get
You have to live with
The madness of chaos; a drug
You can't get enough of
Formless, without cause or reason
Hopeful that it lasts:
But a season
Pain of defeat,
without even playing a game
Fear of inevitable death
Being so alone,
Yet not alone.
Labyrinth of the mind
Imagination; a blessing
And a curse
Left by the gods
For us to find.
So that it would no longer
Be the snake chasing their behinds
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