They observed as he engage in a clash with himself, juggling, fighting an endless combat in the deep end
Yet they just gazed and did nothing, nor said anything that could be
of help
Now not even a single day goes by that his mind does anything else
prolific but put the blame on itself
A young and lost essence incarnate at the jaws of death
Haunted by a venomous past
Hoping to sink his intellectual to the fact that all about his life
makes no sense
But yet this life’s breathing down his neck, as if it wants him to
liquefy
All he ever attempts to do is defend his peace from the
destructive adversary, such as apprehension and depression
His mother stare at him all day wondering where this evil could’ve
kept him
But nobody seems to find the right retorts to the infinite queries,
since no one ever took time to know him,
Since the foundation not even the mediocre ever tried to reach him
And now he feels unaided, and sinking in terror
The shadier it gets outdoor, the more he bleeds further
Dark whispers from all shores have his brain unfree and apprehended
Most identify him for his consciousness, slightly do they know that
his mouth isn’t what he truly tells with
He speaks with his thoughts and emotions; mutually which belong to
Satan himself
His tunnel vision faded, almost a decade now
Searching for joy that was long forgotten beside his brother in a
grave; wondering who to blame
They say “all that is broken can be mended”, which for him sound far
fetched
Because some portions of his heart got misplaced while in pursuit
for supremacy. Now all he desires is harmony; overlook the
exploitations and gluttony
PARIS! Pain, passion and longings
A soul dissimilar from most, shattered heart that is rather
covered by appearances so nobody ever gets it figured
No Father figure, the boy is just a mobile trigger; that might go
“boom”
Anytime soon
Ask him how he’s doing he say okay, but isn’t that what we all say?
A lot of things he never speak of. Essentially because of the
adversity he’s been through and the absent optimism he has towards
existing mortals.
He was innocent once, now that purity is enclosed in darkness,filth, blood and death.
