i never thought i’d be longing for sedation from this alienating mass we live in the miasma we breathe daily the casual pandemonium we’re lost in presented by a welcoming warmth leaving my misanthropic tendencies behind i’m introduced to a shelter i never knew about i suddenly feel alive again through the battles survived and with the isolation so placidly embraced i hid in my own wasteland until the day has come to split my eyes open i was shown the way but leaving your comfort the monday morning nightmares were never so hurtful i find myself desperately waiting for this mask of the dead to be lifted one more time i cannot stand being wasted away any more it’s the need to feel the burning of my lungs again from air never so fresh exploring this strange sensation called life we crave for the solace to have it end this day for everything to fall into place and to let us say we don’t want another tomorrow so have me under the shell to survive their swarm and show me the way to ignore the pain of this anxious yearning guide me through this madness grab me hold me and scream into my ears that i’m not alone and make me want tomorrow to never come
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