Ohhhhh.
repose, refine, unwind me.
the dusk or dawning days.
Let shadows in their infamy conceal my somber symphony,
envelope all my etchings on the wall.
Come nightfall,
I'll be silent,
though the world outside effortlessly violent will never stop, will never cease, will never tell.
Raging, ongoing hell,
Because we can never foretell the tomorrows, the todays, the where, the how.
I cannot fix these people,
I can only fix myself.
Teach how to comisserate,
adjust, obtain, assimilate keeeeeeep quiet,
know NOTHING,
drop your sight. This is societys' quarrel to fight (Feel their fire, burns on deep from within)
But it's semi-sickly endearing knowing no one will ever win.